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may call it herb of grace o' Sundays. You may wear your rųe with a difference; there's a daisy. I would give you some violets, but they withered all when my father dy'd. They say, he made a good end j
For bonny sweet Robin is all my joy.
Laer. Thought, and affliction, passion, hell itself, She turns to favour, and to prettiness.
Oph. And will be not come again?
And will be not come again?
And on all christian souls! God b'wi'ye. (Exit Oph, Laer. Do
you see this, you Gods !
Laer. Let this be fo.
9 No trophy, sword, nor hatchment o'er his bones,
King. So you shall :
S CE N E VIII.
Enter Horatio, with an Attendant,
Hor. What are they, that would speak with me?
Serv. Sailors, Sir.' They say, they have letters for you.
Hor. Let them come in.
Sail. God bless
Sail He shall, Sir, an't please him There's a letter for you, Sir. It comes from th' ambassador that was bound for England, if your name be Horatio, as I am let to know it is.
9 No trophy, sword, nor hatch the great Ax fall.] We
men!~] It was the custom, should read, in the times of our authour, to
let the great tax fall. hang a sword over the grave of a i, e. penalty, punishment. Knight.
WARBURTON i And where th' offence is, let Fall corresponds better to ax.
Horatio reads the letter.
ORATIO, when thou shalt have overlook'd this, give these fellows some means to the King :
: they have letters for him. Ere we were too days old at sea, a pirate of very warlike appointment gave us chace. Finding ourselves too pow of fail, we put on a compelled valour, and in-the grapple I boarded them: on the instant they got clear of our ship, fo I alone became their prifoner. They have dealt with me, like thieves of mercy, but they knew what they did ; I am to do a good turn for them. Let the King have the letters I have sent, and repair thou to me with as much haste as thou wouldest fly death. I have words to speak in thy ear, will make thee dumb; yet are they much too light ? for the bore of the matter. These good fellows will bring thee where I am. Rosincrantz and Guildenstern bold their course for England, Of them I have much to tell thee. Farewel.
He'that thou knowest thine, Hamlet.'
Come. I will make you way for these your letters ;
King. Now must your conscience my acquittance
2. for the bore of the matter. ] The matter, fays Hamlet, would The bore is the caliber of a gun, carry heavier words. or 'the capacity of the barrel.
Laer. It well appears. But tell me,
Ring. O, for two special reasons,
Laer. And fo have I a noble father loft,
-the general gender---] changed base metals to gold, the The common race of the people, thought had been more proper. 4 Would, like the Spring--]
if praises may go back This fimile is neither very sea again.) If I may praise what fonable in the deep interest of has been, but is now to be found th s conversation, nor very accujately applied. If the ffring had
King. Break not your sleeps for that. You must not
Enter a Messenger
. Letters, my Lord, from Hamlet.
King. From Hamlet? Who brought them?
Mef. Sailors, my Lord, they say, I saw them not.
[Exit Messenger. IG H and Mighty, you shall know, I am fet na
ked on your Kingdom. To-morrow shall I beg leave to see your kingly eyes. When I shall, first asking your pardon thereunto, recount the occasion of any sudden return.
What should this mean? Are all the rest come back?
Laer. Know you the hand ?
King: 'Tis Hamlet's character;
Laer. I'm lost in it, my Lord. But let him come;
King. If it be so, Laertes,