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The Plays of William Shakespeare<br />
<strong>Act</strong>ing/Rehearsal Edition<br />
Hamlet<br />
William Shakespeare
Hamlet, Prince of Denmark<br />
William Shakespeare
MEN<br />
Dramatis Personae<br />
CLAUDIUS, King of Denmark<br />
MARCELLUS, Officer<br />
HAMLET, son to <strong>the</strong> former, and nephew to <strong>the</strong> present king<br />
POLONIUS, Lord Chamberlain<br />
HORATIO, friend to Hamlet<br />
LAERTES, son to Polonius<br />
VOLTEMAND, courtier<br />
CORNELIUS, courtier<br />
ROSENCRANTZ, courtier<br />
GUILDENSTERN, courtier<br />
OSRIC, courtier<br />
MARCELLUS, officer<br />
BERNARDO, officer<br />
FRANCISCO, a soldier<br />
REYNALDO, servant to Polonius<br />
TWO CLOWNS, gravediggers<br />
FORTINBRAS, Prince of Norway<br />
GHOST of Hamlet's Fa<strong>the</strong>r<br />
A Norwegian Captain<br />
English Ambassadors<br />
A Gentleman, courtier<br />
A Priest<br />
Players<br />
WOMEN<br />
GETRUDE, Queen of Denmark, mo<strong>the</strong>r to Hamlet<br />
OPHELIA, daughter to Polonius<br />
Lords, ladies, Officers, Soldiers, Sailors, Messengers,<br />
Attendants.<br />
Scene: Elsinore in Denmark
<strong>Jacobethan</strong> <strong>Downloads</strong><br />
The Plays of William Shakespeare<br />
<strong>Act</strong>ing/Rehearsal Edition<br />
Hamlet<br />
William Shakespeare
Introduction
William Shakespeare (baptised 26 April 1564; died 23<br />
April 1616) 1 was an English poet and playwright, widely<br />
regarded as <strong>the</strong> greatest writer in <strong>the</strong> English language<br />
and <strong>the</strong> world’s pre-eminent dramatist. 2 He is often called<br />
England’s national poet and <strong>the</strong> “Bard of Avon.” 3,4 His<br />
surviving works, including some collaborations, consist<br />
of about 38 plays, 5 154 sonnets, two long narrative poems,<br />
and several o<strong>the</strong>r poems. His plays have been translated<br />
into every major living language and are performed more<br />
often than those of any o<strong>the</strong>r playwright. 6<br />
Shakespeare was born and raised in Stratford-upon-Avon.<br />
At <strong>the</strong> age of 18, he married Anne Hathaway, with whom he<br />
had three children: Susanna, and twins Hamnet and Judith.<br />
Between 1585 and 1592, he began a successful career in<br />
London as an actor, writer, and part owner of a playing<br />
company called <strong>the</strong> Lord Chamberlain’s Men, later known as<br />
1 Greenblatt, Stephen (2005). Will in <strong>the</strong> World: How Shakespeare<br />
Became Shakespeare. London: Pimlico, p. 11; Bevington, David (2002).<br />
Shakespeare. Oxford: Blackwell, pp. 1–3; Wells, Stanley (1997).<br />
Shakespeare: A Life in Drama, New York: W. W. Norton, p. 399.<br />
2 Dates follow <strong>the</strong> Julian calendar, used in England throughout<br />
Shakespeare’s lifespan, but with <strong>the</strong> start of year adjusted to 1<br />
January (see Old Style and New Style dates). Under <strong>the</strong> Gregorian<br />
calendar, adopted in Catholic countries in 1582, Shakespeare died on<br />
3 May (Schoenbaum, Samuel (1987). William Shakespeare: A Compact<br />
Documentary Life (Revised ed.). Oxford: Oxford University Press p.<br />
xv).<br />
3 The “national cult” of Shakespeare, and <strong>the</strong> “bard” identification,<br />
dates from September 1769, when <strong>the</strong> actor David Garrick organised a<br />
week-long carnival at Stratford to mark <strong>the</strong> town council awarding him<br />
<strong>the</strong> freedom of <strong>the</strong> town. In addition to presenting <strong>the</strong> town with a<br />
statue of Shakespeare, Garrick composed a doggerel verse, lampooned<br />
in <strong>the</strong> London newspapers, naming <strong>the</strong> banks of <strong>the</strong> Avon as <strong>the</strong><br />
birthplace of <strong>the</strong> “matchless Bard” (McIntyre, Ian [1999]. Garrick.<br />
Harmondsworth, England: Allen Lane, pp. 412–432)<br />
4 Dobson, Michael (1992). The Making of <strong>the</strong> National Poet. Oxford:<br />
Oxford University Press, pp. 185–186<br />
5 Craig, Leon Harold (2003). Of Philosophers and Kings: Political<br />
Philosophy in Shakespeare’s “Macbeth” and “King Lear”. Toronto:<br />
University of Toronto Press, p. 3.<br />
6 The exact figures are unknown. See Shakespeare’s collaborations and<br />
Shakespeare Apocrypha for fur<strong>the</strong>r details.<br />
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<strong>the</strong> King’s Men. He appears to have retired to Stratford<br />
around 1613, where he died three years later. Few records<br />
of Shakespeare’s private life survive, and <strong>the</strong>re has been<br />
considerable speculation about such matters as his<br />
physical appearance, sexuality, religious beliefs, and<br />
whe<strong>the</strong>r <strong>the</strong> works attributed to him were written by<br />
o<strong>the</strong>rs. 7<br />
Shakespeare produced most of his known work between 1589<br />
and 1613. 8,9 His early plays were mainly comedies and<br />
histories, genres he raised to <strong>the</strong> peak of sophistication<br />
and artistry by <strong>the</strong> end of <strong>the</strong> 16th century. He <strong>the</strong>n<br />
wrote mainly tragedies until about 1608, including<br />
Hamlet, King Lear, O<strong>the</strong>llo, and Macbeth, considered some<br />
of <strong>the</strong> finest works in <strong>the</strong> English language. In his last<br />
phase, he wrote tragicomedies, also known as romances,<br />
and collaborated with o<strong>the</strong>r playwrights.<br />
Many of his plays were published in editions of varying<br />
quality and accuracy during his lifetime. In 1623, two of<br />
his former <strong>the</strong>atrical colleagues published <strong>the</strong> <strong>First</strong><br />
Folio, a collected edition of his dramatic works that<br />
included all but two of <strong>the</strong> plays now recognised as<br />
Shakespeare’s.<br />
Shakespeare was a respected poet and playwright in his<br />
own day, but his reputation did not rise to its present<br />
heights until <strong>the</strong> 19th century. The Romantics, in<br />
particular, acclaimed Shakespeare’s genius, and <strong>the</strong><br />
Victorians worshipped Shakespeare with a reverence that<br />
George Bernard Shaw called “bardolatry.” In <strong>the</strong> 20th<br />
century, his work was repeatedly adopted and rediscovered<br />
by new movements in scholarship and performance. His<br />
plays remain highly popular today and are constantly<br />
studied, performed and reinterpreted in diverse cultural<br />
and political contexts throughout <strong>the</strong> world.<br />
7 Individual play dates and precise writing span are unknown. See<br />
Chronology of Shakespeare’s plays for fur<strong>the</strong>r details.<br />
8 The Passionate Pilgrim, published under Shakespeare’s name in 1599<br />
without his permission, includes early versions of two of his<br />
sonnets, three extracts from Love’s Labour’s Lost, several poems<br />
known to be by o<strong>the</strong>r poets, and eleven poems of unknown authorship<br />
for which <strong>the</strong> attribution to Shakespeare has not been disproved<br />
(Wells, Stanley; Taylor, Gary; Jowett, John et al., eds. (2005). The<br />
Oxford Shakespeare: The Complete Works (2nd ed.). Oxford: Oxford<br />
University Press, p. 805)<br />
9 Chambers, E.K. (1930). William Shakespeare: a Study of Facts and<br />
Problems. Oxford: Clarendon Press, Vol. 1, pp. 270–71; Taylor, Gary<br />
(1987). William Shakespeare: A Textual Companion, Oxford: Oxford<br />
University Press, pp. 109-134<br />
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Life<br />
Early life<br />
William Shakespeare was <strong>the</strong> son of John Shakespeare, a<br />
successful glover and alderman originally from<br />
Snitterfield, and Mary Arden, <strong>the</strong> daughter of an affluent<br />
landowning farmer. 10 He was born in Stratford-upon-Avon<br />
and baptised <strong>the</strong>re on 26 April 1564. His actual birthdate<br />
remains unknown, but is traditionally observed on 23<br />
April, St George’s Day. 11 This date, which can be traced<br />
back to an 18th-century scholar’s mistake, has proved<br />
appealing to biographers, since Shakespeare died 23 April<br />
1616. 12 He was <strong>the</strong> third child of eight and <strong>the</strong> eldest<br />
surviving son. 13<br />
Although no attendance records for <strong>the</strong> period survive,<br />
most biographers agree that Shakespeare was probably<br />
educated at <strong>the</strong> King’s New School in Stratford, a free<br />
school chartered in 1553, 14 about a quarter-mile from his<br />
home. Grammar schools varied in quality during <strong>the</strong><br />
Elizabethan era, but <strong>the</strong> curriculum was dictated by law<br />
throughout England, 15 and <strong>the</strong> school would have provided<br />
an intensive education in Latin grammar and <strong>the</strong> classics.<br />
At <strong>the</strong> age of 18, Shakespeare married <strong>the</strong> 26-year-old<br />
Anne Hathaway. The consistory court of <strong>the</strong> Diocese of<br />
Worcester issued a marriage licence on 27 November 1582.<br />
The next day two of Hathaway’s neighbours posted bonds<br />
guaranteeing that no lawful claims impeded <strong>the</strong> marriage. 16<br />
The ceremony may have been arranged in some haste, since<br />
<strong>the</strong> Worcester chancellor allowed <strong>the</strong> marriage banns to be<br />
read once instead of <strong>the</strong> usual three times, [15] and six<br />
months after <strong>the</strong> marriage Anne gave birth to a daughter,<br />
Susanna, baptised 26 May 1583. 17 Twins, son Hamnet and<br />
daughter Judith, followed almost two years later and were<br />
10 Schoenbaum, Samuel (1987) op. cit., p. 24, 296; Honan, Park<br />
(1998). Shakespeare: a Life. Oxford: Oxford University Press 15–16.<br />
11 Schoenbaum, Samuel (1987) op. cit., pp. 23–24.<br />
12 Schoenbaum, Samuel (1987) op. cit., pp. 62–63; Ackroyd, Peter<br />
(2006). Shakespeare: The Biography, London: Vintage, p. 53; Wells et<br />
al. (2005) op. cit., pp. xv–xvi<br />
13 Baldwin, T. W. (1944). William Shakspere's Small Latine & Lesse<br />
Greek, 1, Urbana, Ill: University of Illinois Press, p. 464<br />
14 Schoenbaum, Samuel (1987) op. cit., pp. 77–78.<br />
15 Wood, Michael (2003). Shakespeare, New York: Basic Books, p. 84;<br />
Schoenbaum, Samuel (1987) op. cit., pp. 78–79.<br />
16 Schoenbaum, Samuel (1987) op. Cit.<br />
17 Schoenbaum, Samuel (1987) op. cit., p. 224.<br />
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aptised 2 February 1585. 18 Hamnet died of unknown causes<br />
at <strong>the</strong> age of 11 and was buried 11 August 1596. 19<br />
After <strong>the</strong> birth of <strong>the</strong> twins, Shakespeare left few<br />
historical traces until he is mentioned as part of <strong>the</strong><br />
London <strong>the</strong>atre scene in 1592, and scholars refer to <strong>the</strong><br />
years between 1585 and 1592 as Shakespeare’s “lost<br />
years.” 20 Biographers attempting to account for this<br />
period have reported many apocryphal stories. Nicholas<br />
Rowe, Shakespeare’s first biographer, recounted a<br />
Stratford legend that Shakespeare fled <strong>the</strong> town for<br />
London to escape prosecution for deer poaching in <strong>the</strong><br />
estate of local squire Thomas Lucy. Shakespeare is also<br />
supposed to have taken his revenge on Lucy by writing a<br />
scurrilous ballad about him. 21 Ano<strong>the</strong>r 18th-century story<br />
has Shakespeare starting his <strong>the</strong>atrical career minding<br />
<strong>the</strong> horses of <strong>the</strong>atre patrons in London. 22 John Aubrey<br />
reported that Shakespeare had been a country<br />
schoolmaster. 23 Some 20th-century scholars have suggested<br />
that Shakespeare may have been employed as a schoolmaster<br />
by Alexander Hoghton of Lancashire, a Catholic landowner<br />
who named a certain “William Shakeshafte” in his will. 24<br />
No evidence substantiates such stories o<strong>the</strong>r than hearsay<br />
collected after his death, and Shakeshafte was a common<br />
name in <strong>the</strong> Lancashire area. 25<br />
London and Theatrical Career<br />
It is not known exactly when Shakespeare began writing,<br />
but contemporary allusions and records of performances<br />
show that several of his plays were on <strong>the</strong> London stage<br />
by 1592. 26 He was well enough known in London by <strong>the</strong>n to<br />
be attacked in print by <strong>the</strong> playwright Robert Greene in<br />
his Groats-Worth of Wit:<br />
... <strong>the</strong>re is an upstart Crow, beautified with our<br />
fea<strong>the</strong>rs, that with his Tiger’s heart wrapped in a<br />
Player’s hide, supposes he is as well able to<br />
bombast out a blank verse as <strong>the</strong> best of you: and<br />
18 Schoenbaum, Samuel (1987) op. cit., p. 95.<br />
19 Schoenbaum, Samuel (1987) op. cit., pp. 97–108; Rowe, Nicholas<br />
(1709). Gray, Terry A., ed., Some Acount of <strong>the</strong> Life &c. of Mr.<br />
William Shakespear, Online at Mr. William Shakespeare and <strong>the</strong><br />
Internet, 1997, http://shakespeare.palomar.edu/rowe.htm, retrieved 30<br />
July 2007.<br />
20 Schoenbaum, Samuel (1987) op. cit., pp. 144–45.<br />
21 Schoenbaum, Samuel (1987) op. cit., pp. 110–11.<br />
22 Honigmann, E. A. J. (1999). Shakespeare: T<strong>the</strong> Lost Years.<br />
Manchester: Manchester University Press, p. 1; Wells et al. (2005)<br />
op. cit., p. xvii<br />
23 Honigmann, E. A. J. (1999) op. cit., pp. 95–117; Wood, Michael<br />
(2003) op. cit., pp. 97–109.<br />
24 Wells et al. (2005) op. cit., p. 666<br />
25 Chambers (1930) op. cit., Vol. 1, pp. 287, 292<br />
26 Greenblatt, Stephen (2005) op. cit., p. 213; Schoenbaum 1987, 153.<br />
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eing an absolute Johannes factotum, is in his own<br />
conceit <strong>the</strong> only Shake-scene in a country. 27<br />
Scholars differ on <strong>the</strong> exact meaning of <strong>the</strong>se words, 28 but<br />
most agree that Greene is accusing Shakespeare of<br />
reaching above his rank in trying to match universityeducated<br />
writers such as Christopher Marlowe, Thomas<br />
Nashe and Greene himself (<strong>the</strong> “university wits”). 29 The<br />
italicised phrase parodying <strong>the</strong> line “Oh, tiger’s heart<br />
wrapped in a woman’s hide” from Shakespeare’s Henry VI,<br />
Part 3, along with <strong>the</strong> pun “Shake-scene”, identifies<br />
Shakespeare as Greene’s target. Here Johannes Factotum—<br />
”Jack of all trades” — means a second-rate tinkerer with<br />
<strong>the</strong> work of o<strong>the</strong>rs, ra<strong>the</strong>r than <strong>the</strong> more common<br />
“universal genius.” 30<br />
Greene’s attack is <strong>the</strong> earliest surviving mention of<br />
Shakespeare’s career in <strong>the</strong> <strong>the</strong>atre. Biographers suggest<br />
that his career may have begun any time from <strong>the</strong> mid-<br />
1580s to just before Greene’s remarks. 31 From 1594,<br />
Shakespeare’s plays were performed only by <strong>the</strong> Lord<br />
Chamberlain’s Men, a company owned by a group of players,<br />
including Shakespeare, that soon became <strong>the</strong> leading<br />
playing company in London. 32 After <strong>the</strong> death of Queen<br />
Elizabeth in 1603, <strong>the</strong> company was awarded a royal patent<br />
by <strong>the</strong> new king, James I, and changed its name to <strong>the</strong><br />
King’s Men. 33<br />
In 1599, a partnership of company members built <strong>the</strong>ir own<br />
<strong>the</strong>atre on <strong>the</strong> south bank of <strong>the</strong> River Thames, which <strong>the</strong>y<br />
called <strong>the</strong> Globe. In 1608, <strong>the</strong> partnership also took over<br />
<strong>the</strong> Blackfriars indoor <strong>the</strong>atre. Records of Shakespeare’s<br />
property purchases and investments indicate that <strong>the</strong><br />
company made him a wealthy man. 34 In 1597, he bought <strong>the</strong><br />
second-largest house in Stratford, New Place, and in<br />
1605, he invested in a share of <strong>the</strong> parish ti<strong>the</strong>s in<br />
Stratford. 35<br />
27 Ackroyd (2006) op. cit., p. 176.<br />
28 Schoenbaum, Samuel (1987) op. cit., pp. 151–52<br />
29 Wells, Stanley (2006). Shakespeare & Co, New York: Pan<strong>the</strong>on, p.<br />
28; Schoenbaum 1987, 144–46; Chambers 1930, Vol. 1: 59.<br />
30 Schoenbaum, Samuel (1987) op. cit., pp. 184.<br />
31 Chambers, E. K. (1923). The Elizabethan Stage. Oxford: Clarendon<br />
Press, Volume 2, pp. 208–209.<br />
32 Chambers, E. K. (1930). William Shakespeare: A Study of Facts and<br />
Problems. Oxford: Clarendon Press, Vol. 2, pp. 67–71.<br />
33 Bentley, G.E (1961). Shakespeare: a Biographical Handbook. New<br />
Haven: Yale University Press, p. 36.<br />
34 Schoenbaum, Samuel (1987) op. cit., p. 188; Kastan, David Scott<br />
(1999). Shakespeare After Theory. London: Routledge, p. 37; Knutson,<br />
Roslyn (2001). Playing Companies and Commerce in Shakespeare’s Time.<br />
Cambridge: Cambridge University Press, p. 17<br />
35 Adams, Joseph Quincy (1923). A Life of William Shakespeare,<br />
Boston: Houghton Mifflin, p. 275<br />
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Some of Shakespeare’s plays were published in quarto<br />
editions from 1594. By 1598, his name had become a<br />
selling point and began to appear on <strong>the</strong> title pages. 36<br />
Shakespeare continued to act in his own and o<strong>the</strong>r plays<br />
after his success as a playwright. The 1616 edition of<br />
Ben Jonson‘s Works names him on <strong>the</strong> cast lists for Every<br />
Man in His Humour (1598) and Sejanus His Fall (1603). 37<br />
The absence of his name from <strong>the</strong> 1605 cast list for<br />
Jonson’s Volpone is taken by some scholars as a sign that<br />
his acting career was nearing its end. 38 The <strong>First</strong> Folio<br />
of 1623, however, lists Shakespeare as one of “<strong>the</strong><br />
Principal <strong>Act</strong>ors in all <strong>the</strong>se Plays”, some of which were<br />
first staged after Volpone, although we cannot know for<br />
certain which roles he played. 39 In 1610, John Davies of<br />
Hereford wrote that “good Will” played “kingly” roles. 40<br />
In 1709, Rowe passed down a tradition that Shakespeare<br />
played <strong>the</strong> ghost of Hamlet’s fa<strong>the</strong>r. 41 Later traditions<br />
maintain that he also played Adam in As You Like It and<br />
<strong>the</strong> Chorus in Henry V, 42 though scholars doubt <strong>the</strong> sources<br />
of <strong>the</strong> information. 43<br />
Shakespeare divided his time between London and Stratford<br />
during his career. In 1596, <strong>the</strong> year before he bought New<br />
Place as his family home in Stratford, Shakespeare was<br />
living in <strong>the</strong> parish of St. Helen’s, Bishopsgate, north<br />
of <strong>the</strong> River Thames. 44 He moved across <strong>the</strong> river to<br />
Southwark by 1599, <strong>the</strong> year his company constructed <strong>the</strong><br />
Globe Theatre <strong>the</strong>re. 45 By 1604, he had moved north of <strong>the</strong><br />
river again, to an area north of St Paul’s Ca<strong>the</strong>dral with<br />
many fine houses. There he rented rooms from a French<br />
Huguenot called Christopher Mountjoy, a maker of ladies’<br />
wigs and o<strong>the</strong>r headgear. 46<br />
Later Years and Death<br />
Rowe was <strong>the</strong> first biographer to pass down <strong>the</strong> tradition<br />
that Shakespeare retired to Stratford some years before<br />
his death; 47 but retirement from all work was uncommon at<br />
36 Wells, Stanley (2006) op. cit., p. 28<br />
37 Schoenbaum, Samuel (1987) op. cit., p. 200.<br />
38 Schoenbaum, Samuel (1987) op. cit., pp. 200–201.<br />
39 Rowe, Nicholas (1709) op. Cit.<br />
40 Ackroyd (2006) op. cit., p. 357; Wells et al. (2005) op. cit., p.<br />
xxii<br />
41 Schoenbaum, Samuel (1987) op. cit., pp. 202–3.<br />
42 Honan, Park (1998) op. cit., p. 121.<br />
43 Shapiro, James (2005). 1599: A Year in <strong>the</strong> Life of William<br />
Shakespeare, London: Faber and Faber, p. 122<br />
44 Honan, Park (1998) op. cit., p. 325; Greenblatt, Stephen (2005)<br />
op. cit., p. 405.<br />
45 Ackroyd (2006) op. cit., p. 476.<br />
46 Honan, Park (1998) op. cit., p. 382–83.<br />
47 Honan, Park (1998) op. cit., p. 326; Ackroyd (2006) op. cit., p.<br />
462–464.<br />
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that time, 48 and Shakespeare continued to visit London. [47]<br />
In 1612 he was called as a witness in a court case<br />
concerning <strong>the</strong> marriage settlement of Mountjoy’s<br />
daughter, Mary. 49 In March 1613 he bought a gatehouse in<br />
<strong>the</strong> former Blackfriars priory; 50 and from November 1614 he<br />
was in London for several weeks with his son-in-law, John<br />
Hall. 51<br />
After 1606–1607, Shakespeare wrote fewer plays, and none<br />
are attributed to him after 1613. 52 His last three plays<br />
were collaborations, probably with John Fletcher, 53 who<br />
succeeded him as <strong>the</strong> house playwright for <strong>the</strong> King’s<br />
Men. 54<br />
Shakespeare died on 23 April 1616 55 and was survived by<br />
his wife and two daughters. Susanna had married a<br />
physician, John Hall, in 1607, 56 and Judith had married<br />
Thomas Quiney, a vintner, two months before Shakespeare’s<br />
death. 57<br />
In his will, Shakespeare left <strong>the</strong> bulk of his large<br />
estate to his elder daughter Susanna. 58 The terms<br />
instructed that she pass it down intact to “<strong>the</strong> first son<br />
of her body.” 59 The Quineys had three children, all of<br />
whom died without marrying. 60 The Halls had one child,<br />
Elizabeth, who married twice but died without children in<br />
1670, ending Shakespeare’s direct line. 61 Shakespeare’s<br />
will scarcely mentions his wife, Anne, who was probably<br />
entitled to one third of his estate automatically. 62 He<br />
did make a point, however, of leaving her “my second best<br />
bed”, a bequest that has led to much speculation. 63 Some<br />
scholars see <strong>the</strong> bequest as an insult to Anne, whereas<br />
48 Schoenbaum, Samuel (1987) op. cit., pp. 272–274.<br />
49 Honan, Park (1998) op. cit., p. 387.<br />
50 Schoenbaum, Samuel (1987) op. cit., p. 279.<br />
51 Honan, Park (1998) op. cit., pp. 375–78.<br />
52 Schoenbaum, Samuel (1987) op. cit., p. 276.<br />
53 Schoenbaum, Samuel (1987) op. cit., pp. 25, 296.<br />
54 Schoenbaum, Samuel (1987) op. cit., p. 287.<br />
55 Schoenbaum, Samuel (1987) op. cit., pp. 292, 294.<br />
56 Schoenbaum, Samuel (1987) op. cit., p. 304.<br />
57 Honan, Park (1998) op. cit., pp. 395–96.<br />
58 Chambers (1930) op. cit., Vol. 2, pp. 8, 11, 104; Schoenbaum,<br />
Samuel (1987) op. cit., p. 296.<br />
59 Chambers (1930) op. cit., Vol. 2, pp. 7, 9, 13; Schoenbaum, Samuel<br />
(1987) op. cit., pp. 289, 318–19.<br />
60 Charles Knight, 1842, in his notes on Twelfth Night, quoted in<br />
Schoenbaum, Samuel (1991). Shakespeare's Lives, Oxford: Oxford<br />
University Press, p. 275<br />
61 Ackroyd (2006) op. cit., p. 483; Frye, Roland Mushat (2005). The<br />
Art of <strong>the</strong> Dramatist. London and New York: Routledge 16; Greenblatt,<br />
Stephen (2005) op. cit., pp. 145–6.<br />
62 Schoenbaum, Samuel (1987) op. cit., pp. 301–3.<br />
63 Schoenbaum, Samuel (1987) op. cit., pp. 306–07; Wells et al.<br />
(2005) op. cit., p. xviii<br />
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o<strong>the</strong>rs believe that <strong>the</strong> second-best bed would have been<br />
<strong>the</strong> matrimonial bed and <strong>the</strong>refore rich in significance.<br />
Shakespeare was buried in <strong>the</strong> chancel of <strong>the</strong> Holy Trinity<br />
Church two days after his death. The epitaph carved into<br />
<strong>the</strong> stone slab covering his grave includes a curse<br />
against moving his bones, which was carefully avoided<br />
during restoration of <strong>the</strong> church in 2008: 64<br />
Modern spelling:<br />
Good frend for Iesvs sake forbeare,<br />
To digg <strong>the</strong> dvst encloased heare.<br />
Bleste be ye man yt spares <strong>the</strong>s stones,<br />
And cvrst be he yt moves my bones. 65<br />
Good friend, for Jesus’ sake forbear,<br />
To dig <strong>the</strong> dust enclosed here.<br />
Blessed be <strong>the</strong> man that spares <strong>the</strong>se stones,<br />
And cursed be he who moves my bones. 66<br />
Sometime before 1623, a funerary monument was erected in<br />
his memory on <strong>the</strong> north wall, with a half-effigy of him<br />
in <strong>the</strong> act of writing. Its plaque compares him to Nestor,<br />
Socrates, and Virgil. 67 In 1623, in conjunction with <strong>the</strong><br />
publication of <strong>the</strong> <strong>First</strong> Folio, <strong>the</strong> Droeshout engraving<br />
was published. 68<br />
Shakespeare has been commemorated in many statues and<br />
memorials around <strong>the</strong> world, including funeral monuments<br />
in Southwark Ca<strong>the</strong>dral and Poets’ Corner in Westminster<br />
Abbey.<br />
Plays<br />
Most playwrights of <strong>the</strong> period typically collaborated<br />
with o<strong>the</strong>rs at some point, and critics agree that<br />
Shakespeare did <strong>the</strong> same, mostly early and late in his<br />
career. 69 Some attributions, such as Titus Andronicus and<br />
<strong>the</strong> early history plays, remain controversial, while The<br />
Two Noble Kinsmen and <strong>the</strong> lost Cardenio have well -<br />
attested contemporary documentation. Textual evidence<br />
also supports <strong>the</strong> view that several of <strong>the</strong> plays were<br />
revised by o<strong>the</strong>r writers after <strong>the</strong>ir original<br />
composition.<br />
64 “Bard’s ‘cursed’ tomb is revamped”, BBC News, 28 May 2008.<br />
Retrieved 23 April 2010.<br />
65 National Portrait Gallery, Searching for Shakespeare, NPG<br />
publications, 2006<br />
66 Schoenbaum, Samuel (1987) op. cit., pp. 308–10.<br />
67 Thomson, Peter, “Conventions of Playwriting.” In Wells, Stanley<br />
and Orlin, Lena Cowen (eds) (2003). Shakespeare: An Oxford Guide,<br />
Oxford: Oxford University Press, p. 49<br />
68 Frye, R. M. (2005) op. cit., p. 9; Honan 1998, 166.<br />
69 Schoenbaum, Samuel (1987) op. cit., pp. 159–61; Frye, R. M. (2005)<br />
op. cit., p. 9.<br />
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The first recorded works of Shakespeare are Richard III<br />
and <strong>the</strong> three parts of Henry VI, written in <strong>the</strong> early<br />
1590s during a vogue for historical drama. Shakespeare’s<br />
plays are difficult to date, however, 70 and studies of <strong>the</strong><br />
texts suggest that Titus Andronicus, The Comedy of<br />
Errors, The Taming of <strong>the</strong> Shrew and The Two Gentlemen of<br />
Verona may also belong to Shakespeare’s earliest period. 71<br />
His first histories, which draw heavily on <strong>the</strong> 1587<br />
edition of Raphael Holinshed’s Chronicles of England,<br />
Scotland, and Ireland, 72 dramatise <strong>the</strong> destructive results<br />
of weak or corrupt rule and have been interpreted as a<br />
justification for <strong>the</strong> origins of <strong>the</strong> Tudor dynasty. 73 The<br />
early plays were influenced by <strong>the</strong> works of o<strong>the</strong>r<br />
Elizabethan dramatists, especially Thomas Kyd and<br />
Christopher Marlowe, by <strong>the</strong> traditions of medieval drama,<br />
and by <strong>the</strong> plays of Seneca. 74 The Comedy of Errors was<br />
also based on classical models, but no source for The<br />
Taming of <strong>the</strong> Shrew has been found, though it is related<br />
to a separate play of <strong>the</strong> same name and may have derived<br />
from a folk story. 75 Like The Two Gentlemen of Verona, in<br />
which two friends appear to approve of rape, 76 <strong>the</strong> Shrew’s<br />
story of <strong>the</strong> taming of a woman’s independent spirit by a<br />
man sometimes troubles modern critics and directors. 77<br />
Shakespeare’s early classical and Italianate comedies,<br />
containing tight double plots and precise comic<br />
sequences, give way in <strong>the</strong> mid-1590s to <strong>the</strong> romantic<br />
atmosphere of his greatest comedies. 78 A Midsummer Night’s<br />
Dream is a witty mixture of romance, fairy magic, and<br />
comic lowlife scenes. 79 Shakespeare’s next comedy, <strong>the</strong><br />
equally romantic Merchant of Venice, contains a portrayal<br />
of <strong>the</strong> vengeful Jewish moneylender Shylock, which<br />
70 Dutton, Richard and Howard, Jean (2003). A Companion to<br />
Shakespeare’s Works: The Histories. Oxford: Blackwell, p. 147.<br />
71 Ribner, Irving (2005). The English History Play in <strong>the</strong> Age of<br />
Shakespeare, London: Routledge, pp. 154-155<br />
72 Frye, R. M. (2005) op. cit., p. 105; Ribner, Irving (2005) op.<br />
cit., p. 67; Cheney, Patrick Gerard (2004). The Cambridge Companion<br />
to Christopher Marlowe. Cambridge: Cambridge University press, p.<br />
100.<br />
73 Honan, Park (1998) op. cit., p. 136; Schoenbaum, Samuel (1987) op.<br />
cit., p. 166.<br />
74 Frye, R. M. (2005) op. cit., p. 91; Honan 1998, 116–117; Werner<br />
2001, 96–100.<br />
75 Friedman, Michael D. (2006). “I’m not a Feminist Director but...”:<br />
Recent Feminist Productions of The Taming of <strong>the</strong> Shrew. In Nelson,<br />
Paul and Schlueter, June (eds), <strong>Act</strong>s of Criticism: Performance<br />
Matters in Shakespeare and his Contemporaries: Essays in Honor of<br />
James P. Lusardi. New Jersey: Fairleigh Dickinson University Press,<br />
p. 159.<br />
76 Ackroyd, op. cit., p. 2006, 235.<br />
77 Wood, Michael (2003) op. cit., pp. 161–162.<br />
78 Wood, Michael (2003) op. cit., pp. 205–206; Honan 1998, 258.<br />
79 Ackroyd (2006) op. cit., p. 359.<br />
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eflects Elizabethan views but may appear derogatory to<br />
modern audiences. 80 The wit and wordplay of Much Ado About<br />
Nothing, 81 <strong>the</strong> charming rural setting of As You Like It,<br />
and <strong>the</strong> lively merrymaking of Twelfth Night complete<br />
Shakespeare’s sequence of great comedies. 82 After <strong>the</strong><br />
lyrical Richard II, written almost entirely in verse,<br />
Shakespeare introduced prose comedy into <strong>the</strong> histories of<br />
<strong>the</strong> late 1590s, Henry IV, parts 1 and 2, and Henry V. His<br />
characters become more complex and tender as he switches<br />
deftly between comic and serious scenes, prose and<br />
poetry, and achieves <strong>the</strong> narrative variety of his mature<br />
work. 83 This period begins and ends with two tragedies:<br />
Romeo and Juliet, <strong>the</strong> famous romantic tragedy of sexually<br />
charged adolescence, love, and death; 84 and Julius Caesar<br />
— based on Sir Thomas North’s 1579 translation of<br />
Plutarch’s Parallel Lives — which introduced a new kind<br />
of drama. 85 According to Shakespearean scholar James<br />
Shapiro, in Julius Caesar “<strong>the</strong> various strands of<br />
politics, character, inwardness, contemporary events,<br />
even Shakespeare’s own reflections on <strong>the</strong> act of writing,<br />
began to infuse each o<strong>the</strong>r.” 86<br />
In <strong>the</strong> early 17th century, Shakespeare wrote <strong>the</strong> socalled<br />
“problem plays“ Measure for Measure, Troilus and<br />
Cressida, and All’s Well That Ends Well and a number of<br />
his best known tragedies. 87 Many critics believe that<br />
Shakespeare’s greatest tragedies represent <strong>the</strong> peak of<br />
his art. The titular hero of one of Shakespeare’s most<br />
famous tragedies, Hamlet, has probably been discussed<br />
more than any o<strong>the</strong>r Shakespearean character, especially<br />
for his famous soliloquy “To be or not to be; that is <strong>the</strong><br />
question.” 88 Unlike <strong>the</strong> introverted Hamlet, whose fatal<br />
flaw is hesitation, <strong>the</strong> heroes of <strong>the</strong> tragedies that<br />
followed, O<strong>the</strong>llo and King Lear, are undone by hasty<br />
80 Ackroyd (2006) op. cit., pp. 362–383.<br />
81 Shapiro, James (2005) op. cit., p. 150; Gibbons, Brian (1993).<br />
Shakespeare and Multiplicity. Cambridge: Cambridge University Press,<br />
p. 1; Ackroyd (2006), op. cit., p. 356.<br />
82 Wood, Michael (2003) op. cit., p. 161; Honan 1998, 206.<br />
83 Ackroyd (2006) op. cit., pp. 353, 358; Shapiro, James (2005) op.<br />
cit., pp. 151–153.<br />
84 Shapiro, James (2005) op. cit., p. 151.<br />
85 Bradley, A. C. (1991). Shakespearean Tragedy: Lectures on Hamlet,<br />
O<strong>the</strong>llor, King Lear and Macbeth. London: Penguin, p. 85; Muir,<br />
Kenneth (2005). Shakespeare's Tragic Sequence, London: Routledge, pp.<br />
12-16<br />
86 Bradley (1991) op. cit., p. 94.<br />
87 Bradley (1991) op. cit., p. 86.<br />
88 Bradley (1991) op. cit., pp. 40, 48.<br />
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errors of judgment. 89 The plots of Shakespeare’s tragedies<br />
often hinge on such fatal errors or flaws, which overturn<br />
order and destroy <strong>the</strong> hero and those he loves. 90 In<br />
O<strong>the</strong>llo, <strong>the</strong> villain Iago stokes O<strong>the</strong>llo’s sexual<br />
jealousy to <strong>the</strong> point where he murders <strong>the</strong> innocent wife<br />
who loves him. 91 In King Lear, <strong>the</strong> old king commits <strong>the</strong><br />
tragic error of giving up his powers, initiating <strong>the</strong><br />
events which lead to <strong>the</strong> murder of his daughter and <strong>the</strong><br />
torture and blinding of <strong>the</strong> Earl of Gloucester. According<br />
to <strong>the</strong> critic Frank Kermode, “<strong>the</strong> play offers nei<strong>the</strong>r its<br />
good characters nor its audience any relief from its<br />
cruelty.” 92 In Macbeth, <strong>the</strong> shortest and most compressed<br />
of Shakespeare’s tragedies, 93 uncontrollable ambition<br />
incites Macbeth and his wife, Lady Macbeth, to murder <strong>the</strong><br />
rightful king and usurp <strong>the</strong> throne, until <strong>the</strong>ir own guilt<br />
destroys <strong>the</strong>m in turn. 94 In this play, Shakespeare adds a<br />
supernatural element to <strong>the</strong> tragic structure. His last<br />
major tragedies, Antony and Cleopatra and Coriolanus,<br />
contain some of Shakespeare’s finest poetry and were<br />
considered his most successful tragedies by <strong>the</strong> poet and<br />
critic T. S. Eliot. 95<br />
In his final period, Shakespeare turned to romance or<br />
tragicomedy and completed three more major plays:<br />
Cymbeline, The Winter’s Tale and The Tempest, as well as<br />
<strong>the</strong> collaboration, Pericles, Prince of Tyre. Less bleak<br />
than <strong>the</strong> tragedies, <strong>the</strong>se four plays are graver in tone<br />
than <strong>the</strong> comedies of <strong>the</strong> 1590s, but <strong>the</strong>y end with<br />
reconciliation and <strong>the</strong> forgiveness of potentially tragic<br />
errors. 96 Some commentators have seen this change in mood<br />
as evidence of a more serene view of life on<br />
Shakespeare’s part, but it may merely reflect <strong>the</strong><br />
<strong>the</strong>atrical fashion of <strong>the</strong> day. 97 Shakespeare collaborated<br />
on two fur<strong>the</strong>r surviving plays, Henry VIII and The Two<br />
Noble Kinsmen, probably with John Fletcher. 98<br />
Performances<br />
89 Bradley (1991) op. cit., pp. 42, 169, 195; Greenblatt, Stephen<br />
(2005) op. cit., p. 304.<br />
90 Bradley (1991) op. cit., p. 226; Ackroyd (2006) op. cit., p. 423;<br />
Kermode, Frank (2004). The Age of Shakespeare. London: Weidenfeld &<br />
Nicholson, pp. 141–2.<br />
91<br />
McDonald, Russ (2006). Shakespeare's Late Style, Cambridge:<br />
Cambridge University Press, pp. 43-46<br />
92 Bradley (1991) op. cit., p. 306.<br />
93 Ackroyd (2006) op. cit., p. 444; McDonald, Russ (2006) op. cit.,<br />
pp. 69–70; Eliot, T.S. (1934). Elizabethan Essays. London: Faber &<br />
Faber, p. 59.<br />
94 Dowden, Edward (1881) Shakspeare. New York: Appleton & Company, p.<br />
57.<br />
95 Wells et al. (2005) op. cit., pp. 1247, 1279<br />
96 Wells et al. (2005) op. cit., p. xx<br />
97 Wells et al. (2005) op. cit., p. xxi<br />
98<br />
Shapiro, James (2005) op. cit., p. 16.<br />
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It is not clear for which companies Shakespeare wrote his<br />
early plays. The title page of <strong>the</strong> 1594 edition of Titus<br />
Andronicus reveals that <strong>the</strong> play had been acted by three<br />
different troupes. 99 After <strong>the</strong> plagues of 1592–3,<br />
Shakespeare’s plays were performed by his own company at<br />
The Theatre and <strong>the</strong> Curtain in Shoreditch, north of <strong>the</strong><br />
Thames. 100 Londoners flocked <strong>the</strong>re to see <strong>the</strong> first part<br />
of Henry IV, Leonard Digges recording, “Let but Falstaff<br />
come, Hal, Poins, <strong>the</strong> rest...and you scarce shall have a<br />
room.” 101 When <strong>the</strong> company found <strong>the</strong>mselves in dispute<br />
with <strong>the</strong>ir landlord, <strong>the</strong>y pulled The Theatre down and<br />
used <strong>the</strong> timbers to construct <strong>the</strong> Globe Theatre, <strong>the</strong><br />
first playhouse built by actors for actors, on <strong>the</strong> south<br />
bank of <strong>the</strong> Thames at Southwark. 102 The Globe opened in<br />
autumn 1599, with Julius Caesar one of <strong>the</strong> first plays<br />
staged. Most of Shakespeare’s greatest post-1599 plays<br />
were written for <strong>the</strong> Globe, including Hamlet, O<strong>the</strong>llo and<br />
King Lear. 103<br />
After <strong>the</strong> Lord Chamberlain’s Men were renamed <strong>the</strong> King’s<br />
Men in 1603, <strong>the</strong>y entered a special relationship with <strong>the</strong><br />
new King James. Although <strong>the</strong> performance records are<br />
patchy, <strong>the</strong> King’s Men performed seven of Shakespeare’s<br />
plays at court between 1 November 1604 and 31 October<br />
1605, including two performances of The Merchant of<br />
Venice. 104 After 1608, <strong>the</strong>y performed at <strong>the</strong> indoor<br />
Blackfriars Theatre during <strong>the</strong> winter and <strong>the</strong> Globe<br />
during <strong>the</strong> summer. 105 The indoor setting, combined with<br />
<strong>the</strong> Jacobean fashion for lavishly staged masques, allowed<br />
Shakespeare to introduce more elaborate stage devices. In<br />
Cymbeline, for example, Jupiter descends “in thunder and<br />
lightning, sitting upon an eagle: he throws a<br />
thunderbolt. The ghosts fall on <strong>the</strong>ir knees.” 106<br />
99 Foakes, R. A. (1990). “Playhouses and Players” in Braunmuller, A.,<br />
and Hattaway, Michael (eds) The Cambridge Companion to English<br />
Renaissance Drama. Cambridge: Cambridge University Press, p. 6;<br />
Shapiro, James (2005) op. cit., pp. 125–31.<br />
100 Foakes, R. A. (1990), op. cit., p. 6; Nagler, A. M. (1958).<br />
Shakespeare's Stage. New Haven, Connecticut: Yale University Press,<br />
p. 7; Shapiro, James (2005) op. cit., pp. 131–2.<br />
101 Wells et al. (2005) op. cit., p. xxii<br />
102 Foakes, R. A. (1990) op. cit., p. 33.<br />
103 Ackroyd (2006) op. cit., p. 454; Holland, Peter (2000).<br />
“Introduction” in Holland, Peter (ed). Cymbeline. London: Penguin, p.<br />
xli.<br />
104 Ringler, William, Jr. (1997). "Shakespeare and His <strong>Act</strong>ors: Some<br />
Remarks on King Lear", in Ogden, James; Scouten, In Lear from Study<br />
to Stage: Essays in Criticism, New Jersey: Fairleigh Dickinson<br />
University Press, p. 127<br />
105 Schoenbaum, Samuel (1987) op. cit., p. 210; Chambers 1930, Vol. 1:<br />
341.<br />
106<br />
Shapiro, James (2005) op. cit., pp. 247–9.<br />
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The actors in Shakespeare’s company included <strong>the</strong> famous<br />
Richard Burbage, William Kempe, Henry Condell and John<br />
Heminges. Burbage played <strong>the</strong> leading role in <strong>the</strong> first<br />
performances of many of Shakespeare’s plays, including<br />
Richard III, Hamlet, O<strong>the</strong>llo, and King Lear. 107 The<br />
popular comic actor Will Kempe played <strong>the</strong> servant Peter<br />
in Romeo and Juliet and Dogberry in Much Ado About<br />
Nothing, among o<strong>the</strong>r characters. 108 He was replaced around<br />
<strong>the</strong> turn of <strong>the</strong> 16th century by Robert Armin, who played<br />
roles such as Touchstone in As You Like It and <strong>the</strong> fool<br />
in King Lear. 109 In 1613, Sir Henry Wotton recorded that<br />
Henry VIII “was set forth with many extraordinary<br />
circumstances of pomp and ceremony.” 110 On 29 June,<br />
however, a cannon set fire to <strong>the</strong> thatch of <strong>the</strong> Globe and<br />
burned <strong>the</strong> <strong>the</strong>atre to <strong>the</strong> ground, an event which<br />
pinpoints <strong>the</strong> date of a Shakespeare play with rare<br />
precision.<br />
Textual sources<br />
In 1623, John Heminges and Henry Condell, two of<br />
Shakespeare’s friends from <strong>the</strong> King’s Men, published <strong>the</strong><br />
<strong>First</strong> Folio, a collected edition of Shakespeare’s plays.<br />
It contained 36 texts, including 18 printed for <strong>the</strong> first<br />
time. 111 Many of <strong>the</strong> plays had already appeared in quarto<br />
versions—flimsy books made from sheets of paper folded<br />
twice to make four leaves. 112 No evidence suggests that<br />
Shakespeare approved <strong>the</strong>se editions, which <strong>the</strong> <strong>First</strong><br />
Folio describes as “stol’n and surreptitious copies.” 113<br />
Alfred Pollard termed some of <strong>the</strong>m “bad quartos“ because<br />
of <strong>the</strong>ir adapted, paraphrased or garbled texts, which may<br />
in places have been reconstructed from memory. 114 Where<br />
several versions of a play survive, each differs from <strong>the</strong><br />
o<strong>the</strong>r. The differences may stem from copying or printing<br />
errors, from notes by actors or audience members, or from<br />
107 Wells et al. (2005) op. cit., p. 1247<br />
108 Wells et al. (2005) op. cit., p. xxxvii<br />
109 Wells et al. (2005) op. cit., p. xxxiv<br />
110 Pollard, Alfred W. (1909). Shakespeare Quartos and Folios: A Study<br />
in <strong>the</strong> Bibliography of Shakespeare's Plays, 1594–1685, London:<br />
Methuen, p. xi<br />
111 Wells et al. (2005) op. cit., p. xxxiv; Pollard, Alfred W. (1909)<br />
op. cit., p. xi; Maguire, Laurie E. (1996). Shakespearean Suspect<br />
Texts: The "Bad" Quartos and Their Contexts, Cambridge: Cambridge<br />
University Press, p. 28<br />
112 Bowers, Fredson (1955). On Editing Shakespeare and <strong>the</strong><br />
Elizabethan Dramatists: Philadelphia: University of Pennsylvania<br />
Press, pp. 8–10; Wells et al. 2005, xxxiv–xxxv<br />
113 Wells et al. (2005) op. cit., pp. 909, 1153<br />
114 Rowe, John (2006). "Introduction", in Rowe, John (ed.). The Poems:<br />
Venus and Adonis, The Rape of Lucrece, The Phoenix and <strong>the</strong> Turtle,<br />
The Passionate Pilgrim, A Lover's Complaint, by William Shakespeare<br />
(2nd revised ed.). Cambridge: Cambridge University Press, p. 21.<br />
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Shakespeare’s own papers. 115 In some cases, for example<br />
Hamlet, Troilus and Cressida and O<strong>the</strong>llo, Shakespeare<br />
could have revised <strong>the</strong> texts between <strong>the</strong> quarto and folio<br />
editions. In <strong>the</strong> case of King Lear, however, while most<br />
modern additions do conflate <strong>the</strong>m, <strong>the</strong> 1623 folio version<br />
is so different from <strong>the</strong> 1608 quarto, that <strong>the</strong> Oxford<br />
Shakespeare prints <strong>the</strong>m both, arguing that <strong>the</strong>y cannot be<br />
conflated without confusion. 116<br />
Poems<br />
In 1593 and 1594, when <strong>the</strong> <strong>the</strong>atres were closed because<br />
of plague, Shakespeare published two narrative poems on<br />
erotic <strong>the</strong>mes, Venus and Adonis and The Rape of Lucrece.<br />
He dedicated <strong>the</strong>m to Henry Wrio<strong>the</strong>sley, Earl of<br />
Southampton. In Venus and Adonis, an innocent Adonis<br />
rejects <strong>the</strong> sexual advances of Venus; while in The Rape<br />
of Lucrece, <strong>the</strong> virtuous wife Lucrece is raped by <strong>the</strong><br />
lustful Tarquin. 117 Influenced by Ovid’s Metamorphoses, 118<br />
<strong>the</strong> poems show <strong>the</strong> guilt and moral confusion that result<br />
from uncontrolled lust. 119 Both proved popular and were<br />
often reprinted during Shakespeare’s lifetime. A third<br />
narrative poem, A Lover’s Complaint, in which a young<br />
woman laments her seduction by a persuasive suitor, was<br />
printed in <strong>the</strong> first edition of <strong>the</strong> Sonnets in 1609. Most<br />
scholars now accept that Shakespeare wrote A Lover’s<br />
Complaint. Critics consider that its fine qualities are<br />
marred by leaden effects. 120 The Phoenix and <strong>the</strong> Turtle,<br />
printed in Robert Chester’s 1601 Love’s Martyr, mourns<br />
<strong>the</strong> deaths of <strong>the</strong> legendary phoenix and his lover, <strong>the</strong><br />
faithful turtle dove. In 1599, two early drafts of<br />
sonnets 138 and 144 appeared in The Passionate Pilgrim,<br />
published under Shakespeare’s name but without his<br />
permission. 121<br />
Sonnets<br />
Published in 1609, <strong>the</strong> Sonnets were <strong>the</strong> last of<br />
Shakespeare’s non-dramatic works to be printed. Scholars<br />
are not certain when each of <strong>the</strong> 154 sonnets was<br />
composed, but evidence suggests that Shakespeare wrote<br />
115 Frye, R. M. (2005) op. cit., p. 288.<br />
116 Rowe, John (2006) op. cit., pp. 3, 21.<br />
117 Rowe, John (2006) op. cit., p. 1; Jackson, Macdonald P. (2004). “A<br />
Lover’s Complaint Revisited.” In Zimmerman, Susan (ed) Shakespeare<br />
Studies. Cranbury, NJ: Associated University Press pp. 267–294;<br />
Honan, Park (1998) op. cit., p. 289.<br />
118 Rowe, John (2006) op. cit., p. 1; Honan 1998, 289; Schoenbaum<br />
1987, 327.<br />
119 Wood, Michael (2003) op. cit., p. 178; Schoenbaum, Samuel (1987)<br />
op. cit., p. 180.<br />
120 Honan, Park (1998) op. cit., p. 180.<br />
121<br />
Schoenbaum, Samuel (1987) op. cit., p. 268.<br />
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sonnets throughout his career for a private readership. 122<br />
Even before <strong>the</strong> two unauthorised sonnets appeared in The<br />
Passionate Pilgrim in 1599, Francis Meres had referred in<br />
1598 to Shakespeare’s “sugred Sonnets among his private<br />
friends.” 123 Few analysts believe that <strong>the</strong> published<br />
collection follows Shakespeare’s intended sequence. 124 He<br />
seems to have planned two contrasting series: one about<br />
uncontrollable lust for a married woman of dark<br />
complexion (<strong>the</strong> “dark lady”), and one about conflicted<br />
love for a fair young man (<strong>the</strong> “fair youth”). It remains<br />
unclear if <strong>the</strong>se figures represent real individuals, or<br />
if <strong>the</strong> authorial “I” who addresses <strong>the</strong>m represents<br />
Shakespeare himself, though Wordsworth believed that with<br />
<strong>the</strong> sonnets “Shakespeare unlocked his heart.” 125 The 1609<br />
edition was dedicated to a “Mr. W.H.”, credited as “<strong>the</strong><br />
only begetter” of <strong>the</strong> poems.<br />
It is not known whe<strong>the</strong>r this was written by Shakespeare<br />
himself or by <strong>the</strong> publisher, Thomas Thorpe, whose<br />
initials appear at <strong>the</strong> foot of <strong>the</strong> dedication page; nor<br />
is it known who Mr. W.H. was, despite numerous <strong>the</strong>ories,<br />
or whe<strong>the</strong>r Shakespeare even authorised <strong>the</strong> publication. 126<br />
Critics praise <strong>the</strong> Sonnets as a profound meditation on<br />
<strong>the</strong> nature of love, sexual passion, procreation, death,<br />
and time. 127<br />
Style<br />
Shakespeare’s first plays were written in <strong>the</strong><br />
conventional style of <strong>the</strong> day. He wrote <strong>the</strong>m in a<br />
stylised language that does not always spring naturally<br />
from <strong>the</strong> needs of <strong>the</strong> characters or <strong>the</strong> drama. 128 The<br />
poetry depends on extended, sometimes elaborate metaphors<br />
and conceits, and <strong>the</strong> language is often rhetorical—<br />
written for actors to declaim ra<strong>the</strong>r than speak. The<br />
grand speeches in Titus Andronicus, in <strong>the</strong> view of some<br />
critics, often hold up <strong>the</strong> action, for example; and <strong>the</strong><br />
verse in The Two Gentlemen of Verona has been described<br />
as stilted. 129<br />
122 Honan, Park (1998) op. cit., p. 180; Schoenbaum, Samuel (1987) op.<br />
cit., p. 180.<br />
123 Shakespeare 1914.<br />
124 Schoenbaum, Samuel (1987) op. cit., pp. 268–269.<br />
125 Wood, Michael (2003) op. cit., p. 177.<br />
126 Clemen, Wolfgang (2005a). Shakespeare’s Dramatic Art: Collected<br />
Essays. New York: Routledge, p. 150.<br />
127 Frye, R. M. (2005) op. cit., pp. 105, 177; Clemen, Wolfgang<br />
(2005b). Shakespeare’s Imagery. London: Routledge, p. 29.<br />
128 Brooke, Nicholas, “Language and Speaker in Macbeth”, 69; and<br />
Bradbrook, M.C., “Shakespeare’s Recollection of Marlowe”, 195: both<br />
in Edwards, Philip, Ewbank Inga-Stina, and Hunter, G.K. (eds) (2004).<br />
Shakespeare’s Styles: Essays in Honour of Kenneth Muir. Cambridge:<br />
Cambridge University Press.<br />
129<br />
Clemen (2005b) op. cit., p. 63.<br />
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Soon, however, Shakespeare began to adapt <strong>the</strong> traditional<br />
styles to his own purposes. The opening soliloquy of<br />
Richard III has its roots in <strong>the</strong> self-declaration of Vice<br />
in medieval drama. At <strong>the</strong> same time, Richard’s vivid<br />
self-awareness looks forward to <strong>the</strong> soliloquies of<br />
Shakespeare’s mature plays. 130 No single play marks a<br />
change from <strong>the</strong> traditional to <strong>the</strong> freer style.<br />
Shakespeare combined <strong>the</strong> two throughout his career, with<br />
Romeo and Juliet perhaps <strong>the</strong> best example of <strong>the</strong> mixing<br />
of <strong>the</strong> styles. 131 By <strong>the</strong> time of Romeo and Juliet, Richard<br />
II, and A Midsummer Night’s Dream in <strong>the</strong> mid-1590s,<br />
Shakespeare had begun to write a more natural poetry. He<br />
increasingly tuned his metaphors and images to <strong>the</strong> needs<br />
of <strong>the</strong> drama itself.<br />
Shakespeare’s standard poetic form was blank verse,<br />
composed in iambic pentameter. In practice, this meant<br />
that his verse was usually unrhymed and consisted of ten<br />
syllables to a line, spoken with a stress on every second<br />
syllable. The blank verse of his early plays is quite<br />
different from that of his later ones. It is often<br />
beautiful, but its sentences tend to start, pause, and<br />
finish at <strong>the</strong> end of lines, with <strong>the</strong> risk of monotony. 132<br />
Once Shakespeare mastered traditional blank verse, he<br />
began to interrupt and vary its flow. This technique<br />
releases <strong>the</strong> new power and flexibility of <strong>the</strong> poetry in<br />
plays such as Julius Caesar and Hamlet. Shakespeare uses<br />
it, for example, to convey <strong>the</strong> turmoil in Hamlet’s mind:<br />
Sir, in my heart <strong>the</strong>re was a kind of fighting<br />
That would not let me sleep. Methought I lay<br />
Worse than <strong>the</strong> mutines in <strong>the</strong> bilboes. Rashly —<br />
And prais’d be rashness for it — let us know<br />
Our indiscretion sometimes serves us well...<br />
Hamlet, V.ii. 4–8<br />
After Hamlet, Shakespeare varied his poetic style<br />
fur<strong>the</strong>r, particularly in <strong>the</strong> more emotional passages of<br />
<strong>the</strong> late tragedies. The literary critic A. C. Bradley<br />
described this style as “more concentrated, rapid,<br />
varied, and, in construction, less regular, not seldom<br />
twisted or elliptical.” 133 In <strong>the</strong> last phase of his<br />
career, Shakespeare adopted many techniques to achieve<br />
<strong>the</strong>se effects. These included run-on lines, irregular<br />
pauses and stops, and extreme variations in sentence<br />
structure and length. 134 In Macbeth, for example, <strong>the</strong><br />
130 Frye, R. M. (2005) op. cit., p. 185.<br />
131 Wright, George T. (2004). "The Play of Phrase and Line", in<br />
McDonald, Russ, Shakespeare: An Anthology of Criticism and Theory,<br />
1945–2000, Oxford: Blackwell, p. 868<br />
132 Bradley (1991) op. cit., p. 91.<br />
133 McDonald, Russ (2006) op. cit., pp. 42–6.<br />
134 McDonald, Russ (2006) op. cit., pp. 36, 39, 75.<br />
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language darts from one unrelated metaphor or simile to<br />
ano<strong>the</strong>r: “was <strong>the</strong> hope drunk/Wherein you dressed<br />
yourself?” (1.7.35–38); “ ... pity, like a naked new-born<br />
babe/Striding <strong>the</strong> blast, or heaven’s cherubim, hors’d/<br />
Upon <strong>the</strong> sightless couriers of <strong>the</strong> air ... “ (1.7.21–25).<br />
The listener is challenged to complete <strong>the</strong> sense. The<br />
late romances, with <strong>the</strong>ir shifts in time and surprising<br />
turns of plot, inspired a last poetic style in which long<br />
and short sentences are set against one ano<strong>the</strong>r, clauses<br />
are piled up, subject and object are reversed, and words<br />
are omitted, creating an effect of spontaneity.<br />
Shakespeare combined poetic genius with a practical sense<br />
of <strong>the</strong> <strong>the</strong>atre. 135 Like all playwrights of <strong>the</strong> time, he<br />
dramatised stories from sources such as Plutarch and<br />
Holinshed. 136 He reshaped each plot to create several<br />
centres of interest and to show as many sides of a<br />
narrative to <strong>the</strong> audience as possible. This strength of<br />
design ensures that a Shakespeare play can survive<br />
translation, cutting and wide interpretation without loss<br />
to its core drama. 137 As Shakespeare’s mastery grew, he<br />
gave his characters clearer and more varied motivations<br />
and distinctive patterns of speech. He preserved aspects<br />
of his earlier style in <strong>the</strong> later plays, however. In<br />
Shakespeare’s late romances, he deliberately returned to<br />
a more artificial style, which emphasised <strong>the</strong> illusion of<br />
<strong>the</strong>atre. 138<br />
Influence<br />
Shakespeare’s work has made a lasting impression on later<br />
<strong>the</strong>atre and literature. In particular, he expanded <strong>the</strong><br />
dramatic potential of characterisation, plot, language,<br />
and genre. 139 Until Romeo and Juliet, for example, romance<br />
had not been viewed as a worthy topic for tragedy. 140<br />
Soliloquies had been used mainly to convey information<br />
about characters or events; but Shakespeare used <strong>the</strong>m to<br />
explore characters’ minds. 141 His work heavily influenced<br />
later poetry. The Romantic poets attempted to revive<br />
Shakespearean verse drama, though with little success.<br />
Critic George Steiner described all English verse dramas<br />
135 Gibbons, B. (1993) op. cit., p. 4.<br />
136 Gibbons, B. (1993) op. cit., pp. 1–4.<br />
137 Gibbons, B. (1993) op. cit., pp. 1–7, 15.<br />
138 McDonald, Russ (2006) op. cit., p. 13; Meagher, John C. (2003).<br />
Pursu Shakespeare's Dramaturgy: Some Contexts, Resources, and<br />
Strategies in his Playmaking, New Jersey: Fairleigh Dickinson<br />
University Press, p. 358<br />
139 Chambers, E. K. (1944). Shakespearean Gleanings. Oxford: Oxford<br />
University Press, p. 35.<br />
140 Levenson, Jill (2000). “Introduction” in Levenson, Jill (ed) Romeo<br />
and Juliet. Oxford: Oxford University Press, pp. 49–50.<br />
141 Clemen, Wolfgang (1987). Shakespeare’s Soliloquies. London:<br />
Routledge, p. 179.<br />
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from Coleridge to Tennyson as “feeble variations on<br />
Shakespearean <strong>the</strong>mes.” 142<br />
Shakespeare influenced novelists such as Thomas Hardy,<br />
William Faulkner, and Charles Dickens. The American<br />
novelist Herman Melville’s soliloquies owe much to<br />
Shakespeare; his Captain Ahab in Moby-Dick is a classic<br />
tragic hero, inspired by King Lear. 143 Scholars have<br />
identified 20,000 pieces of music linked to Shakespeare’s<br />
works. These include two operas by Giuseppe Verdi, Otello<br />
and Falstaff, whose critical standing compares with that<br />
of <strong>the</strong> source plays. 144 Shakespeare has also inspired many<br />
painters, including <strong>the</strong> Romantics and <strong>the</strong> Pre-<br />
Raphaelites. The Swiss Romantic artist Henry Fuseli, a<br />
friend of William Blake, even translated Macbeth into<br />
German. 145 The psychoanalyst Sigmund Freud drew on<br />
Shakespearean psychology, in particular that of Hamlet,<br />
for his <strong>the</strong>ories of human nature.<br />
In Shakespeare’s day, English grammar, spelling and<br />
pronunciation were less standardised than <strong>the</strong>y are now, 146<br />
and his use of language helped shape modern English. 147<br />
Samuel Johnson quoted him more often than any o<strong>the</strong>r<br />
author in his A Dictionary of <strong>the</strong> English Language, <strong>the</strong><br />
first serious work of its type. 148 Expressions such as<br />
“with bated breath” (Merchant of Venice) and “a foregone<br />
conclusion” (O<strong>the</strong>llo) have found <strong>the</strong>ir way into everyday<br />
English speech. 149<br />
Critical reputation<br />
“He was not of an age, but for all time” – Ben Jonson<br />
Shakespeare was not revered in his lifetime, but he<br />
received his share of praise. 150 In 1598, <strong>the</strong> cleric and<br />
142 Steiner, George (1996). The Death of Tragedy, New Haven: Yale<br />
University Press, p. 145<br />
143 Bryant, John (1998). “Moby Dick as Revolution” in Levine, Robert<br />
Steven (ed) The Cambridge Companion to Herman Melville. Cambridge:<br />
Cambridge University Press, p. 82.<br />
144 Gross, John, “Shakespeare’s Influence” in Wells & Orlin (2003) op.<br />
cit., pp. 641–2.<br />
145 Paraisz, Júlia (2006). "The Nature of a Romantic Edition", in<br />
Holland, Peter, Shakespeare Survey, 59, Cambridge: Cambridge<br />
University Press, p. 130.<br />
146 Cercignani, Fausto (1981). Shakespeare’s Works and Elizabethan<br />
Pronunciation. Oxford: Oxford University Press (Clarendon Press)<br />
147 Crystal, David (2001). The Cambridge Encyclopaedia of <strong>the</strong> English<br />
Language. Cambridge: Cambridge University Press, pp. 55–65, 74.<br />
148 Wain, John (1975). Samuel Johnson, New York: Viking, p. 194<br />
149 Johnson, Samuel (2002). In Lynch, Jack (ed) Samuel Johnson’s<br />
Dictionary: Selections from <strong>the</strong> Work that Defined <strong>the</strong> English<br />
Language. Delray Beach, FL: Levenger Press, p. 12; Crystal (2001) op.<br />
cit., p. 63.<br />
150 Jonson, Ben (1996). "To <strong>the</strong> memory of my beloued, The AVTHOR MR.<br />
WILLIAM SHAKESPEARE: AND what he hath left vs", in Shakespeare,<br />
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author Francis Meres singled him out from a group of<br />
English writers as “<strong>the</strong> most excellent” in both comedy<br />
and tragedy. 151 And <strong>the</strong> authors of <strong>the</strong> Parnassus plays at<br />
St John’s College, Cambridge, numbered him with Chaucer,<br />
Gower and Spenser. 152 In <strong>the</strong> <strong>First</strong> Folio, Ben Jonson<br />
called Shakespeare <strong>the</strong> “Soul of <strong>the</strong> age, <strong>the</strong> applause,<br />
delight, <strong>the</strong> wonder of our stage”, though he had remarked<br />
elsewhere that “Shakespeare wanted art.”<br />
Between <strong>the</strong> Restoration of <strong>the</strong> monarchy in 1660 and <strong>the</strong><br />
end of <strong>the</strong> 17th century, classical ideas were in vogue.<br />
As a result, critics of <strong>the</strong> time mostly rated Shakespeare<br />
below John Fletcher and Ben Jonson. 153 Thomas Rymer, for<br />
example, condemned Shakespeare for mixing <strong>the</strong> comic with<br />
<strong>the</strong> tragic. Never<strong>the</strong>less, poet and critic John Dryden<br />
rated Shakespeare highly, saying of Jonson, “I admire<br />
him, but I love Shakespeare.” 154 For several decades,<br />
Rymer’s view held sway; but during <strong>the</strong> 18th century,<br />
critics began to respond to Shakespeare on his own terms<br />
and acclaim what <strong>the</strong>y termed his natural genius. A series<br />
of scholarly editions of his work, notably those of<br />
Samuel Johnson in 1765 and Edmond Malone in 1790, added<br />
to his growing reputation. By 1800, he was firmly<br />
enshrined as <strong>the</strong> national poet. 155 In <strong>the</strong> 18th and 19th<br />
centuries, his reputation also spread abroad. Among those<br />
who championed him were <strong>the</strong> writers Voltaire, Goe<strong>the</strong>,<br />
Stendhal and Victor Hugo. 156<br />
During <strong>the</strong> Romantic era, Shakespeare was praised by <strong>the</strong><br />
poet and literary philosopher Samuel Taylor Coleridge;<br />
and <strong>the</strong> critic August Wilhelm Schlegel translated his<br />
plays in <strong>the</strong> spirit of German Romanticism. 157 In <strong>the</strong> 19th<br />
William; Hinman, Charlton (ed.); Blayney, The <strong>First</strong> Folio of<br />
Shakespeare (2nd ed.). New York: W. W. Norton & Company, p. 10.<br />
151 Dominik, Mark (1988). Shakespeare-Middleton Collaborations.<br />
Beaverton, Oregon: Alioth Press, p. 9; Grady, Hugh (2001b).<br />
“Shakespeare Criticism 1600-1900.” In deGrazia, Margreta and Wells,<br />
Stanley (eds) The Cambridge Companion to Shakespeare. Cambridge:<br />
Cambridge University Press, p. 267.<br />
152 Grady, Hugh (2001b) op. cit., p. 265; Greer, Germaine (1986).<br />
William Shakespeare. Oxford: Oxford University Press, p. 9.<br />
153 Grady, Hugh (2001b) op. cit., 266.<br />
154 Dryden, John (1889). In Arnold, Thomas (ed) An Essay of Dramatic<br />
Poesie. Oxford: Clarendon Press, p. 71.<br />
155 Grady, Hugh (2001b) op. cit., pp. 270–27; Levin, Harry (1986).<br />
"Critical Approaches to Shakespeare from 1660 to 1904", in Wells,<br />
Stanley, The Cambridge Companion to Shakespeare Studies, Cambridge:<br />
Cambridge University Press, p. 217<br />
156 Dobson (1992), op. Cit. Cited by Grady, Hugh (2001b) op. cit., p.<br />
270.<br />
157 Grady cites Voltaire’s Philosophical Letters (1733); Goe<strong>the</strong>’s<br />
Wilhelm Meister’s Apprenticeship (1795); Stendhal’s two-part pamphlet<br />
Racine et Shakespeare (1823–5); and Victor Hugo’s prefaces to<br />
Cromwell (1827) and William Shakespeare (1864). Grady, Hugh (2001b)<br />
op. cit., pp. 272–274.<br />
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century, critical admiration for Shakespeare’s genius<br />
often bordered on adulation. 158 “That King Shakespeare,”<br />
<strong>the</strong> essayist Thomas Carlyle wrote in 1840, “does not he<br />
shine, in crowned sovereignty, over us all, as <strong>the</strong><br />
noblest, gentlest, yet strongest of rallying signs;<br />
indestructible.” The Victorians produced his plays as<br />
lavish spectacles on a grand scale. The playwright and<br />
critic George Bernard Shaw mocked <strong>the</strong> cult of Shakespeare<br />
worship as “bardolatry”. He claimed that <strong>the</strong> new<br />
naturalism of Ibsen’s plays had made Shakespeare<br />
obsolete.<br />
The modernist revolution in <strong>the</strong> arts during <strong>the</strong> early<br />
20th century, far from discarding Shakespeare, eagerly<br />
enlisted his work in <strong>the</strong> service of <strong>the</strong> avant-garde. The<br />
Expressionists in Germany and <strong>the</strong> Futurists in Moscow<br />
mounted productions of his plays. Marxist playwright and<br />
director Bertolt Brecht devised an epic <strong>the</strong>atre under <strong>the</strong><br />
influence of Shakespeare. The poet and critic T.S. Eliot<br />
argued against Shaw that Shakespeare’s “primitiveness” in<br />
fact made him truly modern. [168] Eliot, along with G.<br />
Wilson Knight and <strong>the</strong> school of New Criticism, led a<br />
movement towards a closer reading of Shakespeare’s<br />
imagery. In <strong>the</strong> 1950s, a wave of new critical approaches<br />
replaced modernism and paved <strong>the</strong> way for “post-modern“<br />
studies of Shakespeare. By <strong>the</strong> eighties, Shakespeare<br />
studies were open to movements such as structuralism,<br />
feminism, New Historicism, African American studies, and<br />
queer studies. 159,160<br />
Speculation about Shakespeare<br />
Authorship<br />
Around 150 years after Shakespeare’s death, doubts began<br />
to be expressed about <strong>the</strong> authorship of <strong>the</strong> works<br />
attributed to him. 161 Proposed alternative candidates<br />
include Francis Bacon, Christopher Marlowe, and Edward de<br />
Vere, 17th Earl of Oxford. 162 Several “group <strong>the</strong>ories”<br />
have also been proposed. 163 Only a small minority of<br />
academics believe <strong>the</strong>re is reason to question <strong>the</strong><br />
158 Levin, Harry (1986). "Critical Approaches to Shakespeare from 1660<br />
to 1904", in Wells, Stanley (ed) The Cambridge Companion to<br />
Shakespeare Studies, Cambridge: Cambridge University Press, p. 223<br />
159 Levin, Harry (1986) op. cit., p. 223.<br />
160 Sawyer, Robert (2003). Victorian Appropriations of Shakespeare,<br />
New Jersey: Fairleigh Dickinson University Press, p. 113.<br />
161 Carlyle, Thomas (1907). In Adams, John Chester (ed) On Heroes,<br />
Hero-Worship and <strong>the</strong> Heroic in History. Boston: Houghton, Mifflin and<br />
Company, p. 161.<br />
162 Schoch, Richard (2002). "Pictorial Shakespeare", in Wells, Stanley<br />
and Stanton, Sarah (eds). The Cambridge Companion to Shakespeare on<br />
Stage, Cambridge: Cambridge University Press, pp. 58-59<br />
163 Grady 2001b, 276.<br />
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traditional attribution, 164 but interest in <strong>the</strong> subject,<br />
particularly <strong>the</strong> Oxfordian <strong>the</strong>ory of Shakespeare<br />
authorship, continues into <strong>the</strong> 21st century. 165<br />
Religion<br />
Some scholars claim that members of Shakespeare’s family<br />
were Catholics, at a time when Catholic practice was<br />
against <strong>the</strong> law. 166 Shakespeare’s mo<strong>the</strong>r, Mary Arden,<br />
certainly came from a pious Catholic family. The<br />
strongest evidence might be a Catholic statement of faith<br />
signed by John Shakespeare, found in 1757 in <strong>the</strong> rafters<br />
of his former house in Henley Street. The document is now<br />
lost, however, and scholars differ as to its<br />
au<strong>the</strong>nticity. 167 In 1591 <strong>the</strong> authorities reported that<br />
John Shakespeare had missed church “for fear of process<br />
for debt”, a common Catholic excuse. 168 In 1606 <strong>the</strong> name<br />
of William’s daughter Susanna appears on a list of those<br />
who failed to attend Easter communion in Stratford. 169<br />
Scholars find evidence both for and against Shakespeare’s<br />
Catholicism in his plays, but <strong>the</strong> truth may be impossible<br />
to prove ei<strong>the</strong>r way. 170<br />
Sexuality<br />
Few details of Shakespeare’s sexuality are known. At 18,<br />
he married <strong>the</strong> 26-year-old Anne Hathaway, who was<br />
pregnant. Susanna, <strong>the</strong> first of <strong>the</strong>ir three children, was<br />
born six months later on 26 May 1583. However, over <strong>the</strong><br />
centuries readers have pointed to Shakespeare’s sonnets<br />
as evidence of his love for a young man. O<strong>the</strong>rs read <strong>the</strong><br />
same passages as <strong>the</strong> expression of intense friendship<br />
ra<strong>the</strong>r than sexual love. 171 At <strong>the</strong> same time, <strong>the</strong> 26 socalled<br />
“Dark Lady” sonnets, addressed to a married woman,<br />
are taken as evidence of heterosexual liaisons.<br />
164 Grady, Hugh (2001a) op. cit., pp. 22–6.<br />
165 Grady, Hugh (2001a). “Modernity, Modernism and Post-Modernism in<br />
<strong>the</strong> Twentieth Century’s Shakespeare”. In Bristol, Michael and<br />
McLuskie, Kathleen (eds) Shakespeare and Modern Theatre: The<br />
Performance of Modernity. New York: Routledge, p. 24.<br />
166 Grady, Hugh (2001a) op. cit., p. 29.<br />
167 Drakakis, John (1985). Alternative Shakespeare. New York: Methuen,<br />
pp. 16–17, 23–25<br />
168 McMichael, George and Glenn, Edgar M. (1962). Shakespeare and his<br />
Rivals: A Casebook on <strong>the</strong> Authorship Controversy. New York: Odyssey<br />
Press<br />
169 Gibson, H. N. (2005). The Shakespeare Claimants: a Critical Survey<br />
of <strong>the</strong> Four Principal Theories Concerning <strong>the</strong> Authorship of<br />
Shakespearean Plays. London: Routledge, pp. 48, 72, 124.<br />
170 McMichael, George and Glenn, Edgar M. (1962) op. cit., p. 56<br />
171 “Did He or Didn’t He? That Is <strong>the</strong> Question”. The New York Times,<br />
22 April 2007<br />
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Portraiture<br />
There is no written description of Shakespeare’s physical<br />
appearance and no evidence that he ever commissioned a<br />
portrait, so <strong>the</strong> Droeshout engraving, which Ben Jonson<br />
approved of as a good likeness, 172 and his Stratford<br />
monument provide <strong>the</strong> best evidence of his appearance.<br />
From <strong>the</strong> 18th century, <strong>the</strong> desire for au<strong>the</strong>ntic<br />
Shakespeare portraits fuelled claims that various<br />
surviving pictures depicted Shakespeare. That demand also<br />
led to <strong>the</strong> production of several fake portraits, as well<br />
as misattributions, repaintings and relabelling of<br />
portraits of o<strong>the</strong>r people. 173,174<br />
List of works<br />
Shakespeare’s works include <strong>the</strong> 36 plays printed in <strong>the</strong><br />
<strong>First</strong> Folio of 1623, listed below according to <strong>the</strong>ir<br />
folio classification as comedies, histories and<br />
tragedies. 175 Two plays not included in <strong>the</strong> <strong>First</strong> Folio,<br />
The Two Noble Kinsmen and Pericles, Prince of Tyre, are<br />
now accepted as part of <strong>the</strong> canon, with scholars agreed<br />
that Shakespeare made a major contribution to <strong>the</strong>ir<br />
composition. 176 No Shakespearean poems were included in<br />
<strong>the</strong> <strong>First</strong> Folio.<br />
In <strong>the</strong> late 19th century, Edward Dowden classified four<br />
of <strong>the</strong> late comedies as romances, and though many<br />
scholars prefer to call <strong>the</strong>m tragicomedies, his term is<br />
often used. 177 In 1896, Frederick S. Boas coined <strong>the</strong> term<br />
“problem plays“ to describe four plays: All’s Well That<br />
Ends Well, Measure for Measure, Troilus and Cressida and<br />
172 Kathman, David, “The Question of Authorship” in Wells & Orlin<br />
(2003) op. cit., pp. 620, 625–626; Love, Harold (2002). Attributing<br />
Authorship: An Introduction, Cambridge: Cambridge University Press,<br />
pp. 194–209; Schoenbaum, Samuel (1991) op. cit., pp. 430–40.<br />
173 Pritchard 1979, 3.<br />
174 Wood, Michael (2003) op. cit., pp. 75–8; Ackroyd (2006) op. cit.,<br />
p. 22–3.<br />
175 Wood, Michael (2003) op. cit., p. 78; Ackroyd (2006) op. cit., p.<br />
416; Schoenbaum 1987, 41–2, 286.<br />
176 Wilson, Richard (2004). Secret Shakespeare: Studies in Theatre,<br />
Religion and Resistance, Manchester: Manchester University Press, p.<br />
34; Shapiro, James (2005) op. cit., p. 167.<br />
177 Casey, Charles (Fall, 1998). “Was Shakespeare gay? Sonnet 20 and<br />
<strong>the</strong> politics of pedagogy.” College Literature (25), 3; archived from<br />
original on 16 May 2007.<br />
http://web.archive.org/20070516062509/http://findarticles.com/p/artic<br />
les/mi_qa3709/is_199810/ai_n8827074, retrieved 2 May 2007; Pequigney,<br />
Joseph (1985). Such Is My Love: A Study of Shakespeare's Sonnets,<br />
Chicago: University of Chicago Press<br />
Evans, G. Blakemore (1996). “Commentary” in Evans, G. Blakemore (ed)<br />
William Shakespeare: The Sonnets. Cambridge: Cambridge University<br />
Press, p. 132.<br />
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Hamlet. 178 “Dramas as singular in <strong>the</strong>me and temper cannot<br />
be strictly called comedies or tragedies”, he wrote. “We<br />
may <strong>the</strong>refore borrow a convenient phrase from <strong>the</strong> <strong>the</strong>atre<br />
of today and class <strong>the</strong>m toge<strong>the</strong>r as Shakespeare’s problem<br />
plays.” 179 The term, much debated and sometimes applied to<br />
o<strong>the</strong>r plays, remains in use, though Hamlet is<br />
definitively classed as a tragedy. 180<br />
Works<br />
Comedies Histories Tragedies<br />
All's Well That Ends<br />
Well<br />
As You Like It<br />
The Comedy of Errors<br />
Love's Labour's Lost<br />
Measure for Measure<br />
The Merchant of<br />
Venice<br />
The Merry Wives of<br />
Windsor<br />
A Midsummer Night's<br />
Dream<br />
Much Ado About<br />
Nothing<br />
Pericles, Prince of<br />
Tyre<br />
The Taming of <strong>the</strong><br />
Shrew<br />
The Tempest<br />
Twelfth Night<br />
The Two Gentlemen of<br />
Verona<br />
The Two Noble Kinsmen<br />
The Winter's Tale<br />
King John<br />
Richard II<br />
Henry IV, Part 1<br />
Henry IV, Part 2<br />
Henry V<br />
Henry VI, Part 1<br />
Henry VI, Part 2<br />
Henry VI, Part 3<br />
Richard III<br />
Henry VIII<br />
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Romeo and Juliet<br />
Coriolanus<br />
Titus Andronicus<br />
Timon of A<strong>the</strong>ns<br />
Julius Caesar<br />
Macbeth<br />
Hamlet<br />
Troilus and Cressida<br />
King Lear<br />
O<strong>the</strong>llo<br />
Antony and Cleopatra<br />
Cymbeline<br />
Poetry Lost Plays Apocrypha<br />
Sonnets<br />
Venus and Adonis<br />
The Rape of Lucrece<br />
The Passionate<br />
Pilgrim<br />
The Phoenix and <strong>the</strong><br />
Turtle<br />
A Lover's Complaint<br />
Cardenio<br />
Love’s Labour’s Won<br />
A Yorkshire Tragedy<br />
Arden of Faversham<br />
Edward III<br />
Fair Em<br />
Locrine<br />
Mucedorus<br />
Sir John Oldcastle<br />
Sir Thomas More<br />
The Birth of Merlin<br />
The London Prodigal<br />
The Merry Devil<br />
The Puritan Widow<br />
The Two Noble Kinsmen<br />
Thomas, Lord Cromwell<br />
178 Fort, J. A. (October 1927). “The Story Contained in <strong>the</strong> Second<br />
Series of Shakespeare’s Sonnets”. The Review of English Studies,<br />
3(12), pp. 406–414.<br />
179 Tarnya Cooper, Searching for Shakespeare, National Portrait<br />
Gallery, Yale University Press, 2006, pp. 48; 57.<br />
180 Pressly, William L. “The Ashbourne Portrait of Shakespeare:<br />
Through <strong>the</strong> Looking Glass.” Shakespeare Quarterly. 1993: pp. 54–72.
About <strong>the</strong> Play<br />
The Tragical History of Hamlet, Prince of Denmark, or<br />
more simply Hamlet, is a tragedy by William Shakespeare,<br />
believed to have been written between 1599 and 1601. The<br />
play, set in <strong>the</strong> Kingdom of Denmark, recounts how Prince<br />
Hamlet exacts revenge on his uncle Claudius for murdering<br />
<strong>the</strong> old King Hamlet (Claudius’s bro<strong>the</strong>r and Prince<br />
Hamlet’s fa<strong>the</strong>r) and <strong>the</strong>n succeeding to <strong>the</strong> throne and<br />
marrying Gertrude (<strong>the</strong> King Hamlet’s widow and mo<strong>the</strong>r of<br />
Prince Hamlet). The play vividly portrays real and<br />
feigned madness — from overwhelming grief to seething<br />
rage — and explores <strong>the</strong>mes of treachery, revenge, incest,<br />
and moral corruption.<br />
Three different early versions of <strong>the</strong> play have survived:<br />
<strong>the</strong>se are known as <strong>the</strong> <strong>First</strong> Quarto (Q1), <strong>the</strong> Second<br />
Quarto (Q2) and <strong>the</strong> <strong>First</strong> Folio (F1). Each has lines, and<br />
even scenes, that are missing from <strong>the</strong> o<strong>the</strong>rs.<br />
Shakespeare based Hamlet on <strong>the</strong> legend of Amleth,<br />
preserved by 13th-century chronicler Saxo Grammaticus in<br />
his Gesta Danorum as subsequently retold by 16th-century<br />
scholar François de Belleforest. He may have also drawn<br />
on, or perhaps written, an earlier (hypo<strong>the</strong>tical)<br />
Elizabethan play known today as <strong>the</strong> Ur-Hamlet.<br />
The play’s structure and depth of characterization have<br />
inspired much critical scrutiny, of which one example is<br />
<strong>the</strong> centuries-old debate about Hamlet’s hesitation to<br />
kill his uncle. Some see it as a plot device to prolong<br />
<strong>the</strong> action, and o<strong>the</strong>rs see it as <strong>the</strong> result of pressure<br />
exerted by <strong>the</strong> complex philosophical and ethical issues<br />
that surround cold-blooded murder, calculated revenge and<br />
thwarted desire. More recently, psychoanalytic critics<br />
have examined Hamlet’s unconscious desires, and feminist<br />
critics have re-evaluated and rehabilitated <strong>the</strong> often<br />
maligned characters of Ophelia and Gertrude.<br />
Hamlet is Shakespeare’s longest play and among <strong>the</strong> most<br />
powerful and influential tragedies in <strong>the</strong> English<br />
language. It has a story capable of “seemingly endless<br />
retelling and adaptation by o<strong>the</strong>rs.” 181 During<br />
Shakespeare’s lifetime, <strong>the</strong> play was one of his most<br />
popular works, 182 and it still ranks high among his mostperformed,<br />
topping, for example, what eventually became<br />
<strong>the</strong> Royal Shakespeare Company’s list since 1879. 183 It has<br />
inspired writers from Goe<strong>the</strong> and Dickens to Joyce and<br />
181 Thompson and Taylor (eds) (2006a). The Arden Shakespeare: Hamlet<br />
Q2 p. 74<br />
182<br />
Taylor (2002, 18)<br />
183<br />
Crystal and Crystal (2005, 66)<br />
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Murdoch, and has been described as “<strong>the</strong> world’s most<br />
filmed story after Cinderella“. 184<br />
The title role was almost certainly created for Richard<br />
Burbage, <strong>the</strong> leading tragedian of Shakespeare’s time. 185<br />
In <strong>the</strong> four hundred years since, it has been performed by<br />
highly acclaimed actors and actresses from each<br />
successive age.<br />
Plot<br />
The protagonist of Hamlet is Prince Hamlet of Denmark,<br />
son of deceased King Hamlet and his wife, Queen Gertrude.<br />
The story opens on a chilly night at Elsinore, <strong>the</strong> Danish<br />
royal castle. Francisco, one of <strong>the</strong> sentinels, is<br />
relieved of his watch by Bernardo, ano<strong>the</strong>r sentinel, and<br />
exits while Bernardo remains. A third sentinel,<br />
Marcellus, enters with Horatio, Hamlet’s best friend. The<br />
sentinels inform Horatio that <strong>the</strong>y have seen a ghost that<br />
looks like <strong>the</strong> dead King Hamlet. After hearing from<br />
Horatio of <strong>the</strong> Ghost’s appearance, Hamlet resolves to see<br />
<strong>the</strong> Ghost himself. That night, <strong>the</strong> Ghost appears again.<br />
It leads Hamlet to a secluded place, claims that it is<br />
<strong>the</strong> actual spirit of his fa<strong>the</strong>r, and discloses that he —<br />
<strong>the</strong> elder Hamlet — was murdered by Claudius’ pouring<br />
poison in his ear. The Ghost demands that Hamlet avenge<br />
him; Hamlet agrees, swears his companions to secrecy, and<br />
tells <strong>the</strong>m he intends to “put an antic disposition on” 186<br />
(presumably to avert suspicion). Hamlet initially attests<br />
to <strong>the</strong> ghost’s reliability, calling him both an “honest<br />
ghost” and “truepenny.” Later, however, he expresses<br />
doubts about <strong>the</strong> ghost’s nature and intent, claiming<br />
<strong>the</strong>se as reasons for his inaction.<br />
Polonius is Claudius’ trusted chief counsellor;<br />
Polonius‘s son, Laertes, is returning to France, and<br />
Polonius‘s daughter, Ophelia, is courted by Hamlet. Both<br />
Polonius and Laertes warn Ophelia that Hamlet is surely<br />
not serious about her. Shortly afterward, Ophelia is<br />
alarmed by Hamlet’s strange behaviour, reporting to her<br />
fa<strong>the</strong>r that Hamlet rushed into her room, stared at her,<br />
184 Thompson and Taylor (2006a, 17)<br />
185 See Taylor (2002, 4); Banham (1998, 141); Hattaway asserts that<br />
“Richard Burbage ... played Hieronimo and also Richard III but <strong>the</strong>n<br />
was <strong>the</strong> first Hamlet, Lear, and O<strong>the</strong>llo” (1982, 91); Peter Thomson<br />
argues that <strong>the</strong> identity of Hamlet as Burbage is built into <strong>the</strong><br />
dramaturgy of several moments of <strong>the</strong> play: “We will profoundly<br />
misjudge <strong>the</strong> position if we do not recognise that, whilst this is<br />
Hamlet talking about <strong>the</strong> groundlings, it is also Burbage talking to<br />
<strong>the</strong> groundlings” (1983, 24); see also Thomson on <strong>the</strong> first player's<br />
beard (1983, 110)<br />
186 "Hamlet, <strong>Act</strong> 1, Scene 5, Line 172.". http://shakespearenavigators.com/hamlet/H15.html#171.<br />
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and said nothing. Polonius assumes that <strong>the</strong> “ecstasy of<br />
love” 187 is responsible for Hamlet’s “mad” behavior, and<br />
he informs Claudius and Gertrude.<br />
Perturbed by Hamlet’s continuing deep mourning for his<br />
fa<strong>the</strong>r and his increasingly erratic behavior, Claudius<br />
sends for two of Hamlet’s acquaintances—Rosencrantz and<br />
Guildenstern—to find out <strong>the</strong> cause of Hamlet’s changed<br />
behavior. Hamlet greets his friends warmly but quickly<br />
discerns that <strong>the</strong>y have been sent to spy on him.<br />
Toge<strong>the</strong>r, Claudius and Polonius convince Ophelia to speak<br />
with Hamlet while <strong>the</strong>y secretly listen. When Hamlet<br />
enters, she offers to return his remembrances, upon which<br />
Hamlet questions her honesty and furiously rants at her<br />
to “get <strong>the</strong>e to a nunnery.” 188<br />
Hamlet remains uncertain whe<strong>the</strong>r <strong>the</strong> Ghost has told him<br />
<strong>the</strong> truth, but <strong>the</strong> arrival of a troupe of actors at<br />
Elsinore presents him with a solution. He will have <strong>the</strong>m<br />
stage a play, The Murder of Gonzago, re-enacting his<br />
fa<strong>the</strong>r’s murder and determine Claudius’s guilt or<br />
innocence by studying his reaction to it. The court<br />
assembles to watch <strong>the</strong> play; Hamlet provides an agitated<br />
running commentary throughout. When <strong>the</strong> murder scene is<br />
presented, Claudius abruptly rises and leaves <strong>the</strong> room,<br />
which Hamlet sees as proof of his uncle’s guilt.<br />
Gertrude summons Hamlet to her closet to demand an<br />
explanation. On his way, Hamlet passes Claudius in<br />
prayer, but hesitates to kill him, reasoning that death<br />
in prayer would send him to heaven. However, it is<br />
revealed that <strong>the</strong> King is not truly praying, remarking<br />
that “words” never made it to heaven without<br />
“thoughts.” 189 An argument erupts between Hamlet and<br />
Gertrude. Polonius, spying on <strong>the</strong> scene from behind an<br />
arras and convinced that <strong>the</strong> prince’s madness is indeed<br />
real, panics when it seems as if Hamlet is about to<br />
murder <strong>the</strong> Queen and cries out for help. Hamlet,<br />
believing it is Claudius hiding behind <strong>the</strong> arras, stabs<br />
wildly through <strong>the</strong> cloth, killing Polonius. When he<br />
realizes that he has killed Ophelia’s fa<strong>the</strong>r, he is not<br />
remorseful, but calls Polonius “Thou wretched, rash,<br />
intruding fool.” 190 The Ghost appears, urging Hamlet to<br />
187 Hamlet, <strong>Act</strong> 1, Scene 5, Line 99<br />
188 This is widely interpreted as having a double meaning, since<br />
“nunnery” was slang for a bro<strong>the</strong>l (Pauline Kiernan, Filthy<br />
Shakespeare, Quercus, 2006, p. 34). This interpretation has been<br />
challenged by Jenkins (1982, 493–495; also H. D. F. Kitto) on <strong>the</strong><br />
grounds of insufficient and inconclusive evidence of a precedent for<br />
this meaning; Jenkins states that <strong>the</strong> literal meaning is better<br />
suited to <strong>the</strong> dramatic context.<br />
189 Hamlet, <strong>Act</strong> 3, Scene 3, Line 98<br />
190 Hamlet, <strong>Act</strong> 3, Scene 3, Line 98<br />
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treat Gertrude gently, but reminding him to kill<br />
Claudius. Unable to see or hear <strong>the</strong> Ghost herself,<br />
Gertrude takes Hamlet’s conversation with it as fur<strong>the</strong>r<br />
evidence of madness.<br />
Claudius, now fearing for his life, finds a legitimate<br />
excuse to get rid of <strong>the</strong> prince: he sends Hamlet to<br />
England on a diplomatic pretext, accompanied (and closely<br />
watched) by Rosencrantz and Guildenstern. Alone, Claudius<br />
discloses that he is actually sending Hamlet to his<br />
death. Prior to embarking for England, Hamlet hides<br />
Polonius’s body, ultimately revealing its location to <strong>the</strong><br />
King. Upon leaving Elsinore, Hamlet encounters <strong>the</strong> army<br />
of Prince Fortinbras en route to do battle in Poland.<br />
Upon witnessing so many men going to <strong>the</strong>ir death on <strong>the</strong><br />
brash whim of an impulsive prince, Hamlet declares, “O,<br />
from this time forth, / My thoughts be bloody, or be<br />
nothing worth!” 191<br />
At Elsinore, fur<strong>the</strong>r demented by grief at her fa<strong>the</strong>r<br />
Polonius’s death, Ophelia wanders <strong>the</strong> castle, acting<br />
erratically and singing bawdy songs. Her bro<strong>the</strong>r,<br />
Laertes, returns from France, horrified by his fa<strong>the</strong>r’s<br />
death and his sister’s madness. She appears briefly to<br />
give out herbs and flowers. Claudius convinces Laertes<br />
that Hamlet is solely responsible; <strong>the</strong>n news arrives that<br />
Hamlet is still alive—a story is spread that his ship was<br />
attacked by pirates on <strong>the</strong> way to England, and he has<br />
returned to Denmark. Claudius swiftly concocts a plot to<br />
kill his nephew but make it appear to be an accident,<br />
taking all of <strong>the</strong> blame off his shoulders. Knowing of<br />
Hamlet’s jealousy of Laertes’ prowess with a sword, he<br />
proposes a fencing match between <strong>the</strong> two. Laertes,<br />
enraged at <strong>the</strong> murder of his fa<strong>the</strong>r, informs <strong>the</strong> king<br />
that he will fur<strong>the</strong>r poison <strong>the</strong> tip of his sword so that<br />
a mere scratch would mean certain death. Claudius, unsure<br />
that capable Hamlet could receive even a scratch, plans<br />
to offer Hamlet poisoned wine if that fails. Gertrude<br />
enters to report that Ophelia has drowned.<br />
In <strong>the</strong> Elsinore churchyard, two “clowns”, typically<br />
represented as “gravediggers,” enter to prepare Ophelia’s<br />
grave, and, although <strong>the</strong> coroner has ruled her death<br />
accidental so that she may receive Christian burial, <strong>the</strong>y<br />
argue about its being a case of suicide. Hamlet arrives<br />
with Horatio and banters with one of <strong>the</strong>m, who unearths<br />
<strong>the</strong> skull of a jester whom Hamlet once knew, Yorick<br />
(“Alas, Poor Yorick; I knew him, Horatio.”). Ophelia’s<br />
funeral procession approaches, led by her mournful<br />
bro<strong>the</strong>r Laertes. Distraught at <strong>the</strong> lack of ceremony (due<br />
191 Hamlet, <strong>Act</strong> 4, Scene 4, Lines 65–66.<br />
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to <strong>the</strong> actually-deemed suicide) and overcome by emotion,<br />
Laertes leaps into <strong>the</strong> grave, cursing Hamlet as <strong>the</strong> cause<br />
of her death. Hamlet interrupts, professing his own love<br />
and grief for Ophelia. He and Laertes grapple, but <strong>the</strong><br />
fight is broken up by Claudius and Gertrude. Claudius<br />
reminds Laertes of <strong>the</strong> planned fencing match.<br />
Later that day, Hamlet tells Horatio how he escaped death<br />
on his journey to England, disclosing that Rosencrantz<br />
and Guildenstern have been sent to <strong>the</strong>ir deaths instead.<br />
A courtier, Osric, interrupts to invite Hamlet to fence<br />
with Laertes. Despite Horatio’s warnings, Hamlet accepts<br />
and <strong>the</strong> match begins. After several rounds, Gertrude<br />
toasts Hamlet —against <strong>the</strong> urgent warning of Claudius—<br />
accidentally drinking <strong>the</strong> wine he poisoned. Between<br />
bouts, Laertes attacks and pierces Hamlet with his<br />
poisoned blade; in <strong>the</strong> ensuing scuffle, Hamlet is able to<br />
use Laertes’s own poisoned sword against him. Gertrude<br />
falls and, in her dying breath, announces that she has<br />
been poisoned.<br />
In his dying moments, Laertes is reconciled with Hamlet<br />
and reveals Claudius’s murderous plot. Hamlet stabs<br />
Claudius with <strong>the</strong> poisoned sword, and <strong>the</strong>n forces him to<br />
drink from his own poisoned cup to make sure he dies. In<br />
his final moments, Hamlet names Prince Fortinbras of<br />
Norway as <strong>the</strong> probable heir to <strong>the</strong> throne, since <strong>the</strong><br />
Danish kingship is an elected position, with <strong>the</strong><br />
country’s nobles having <strong>the</strong> final say. Horatio attempts<br />
to kill himself with <strong>the</strong> same poisoned wine but is<br />
stopped by Hamlet, as he will be <strong>the</strong> only one left alive<br />
who can give a full account of <strong>the</strong> story.<br />
When Fortinbras arrives to greet King Claudius, he<br />
encounters <strong>the</strong> deadly scene: Gertrude, Claudius, Laertes,<br />
and Hamlet are all dead. Horatio asks to be allowed to<br />
recount <strong>the</strong> tale to “<strong>the</strong> yet unknowing world,” and<br />
Fortinbras orders Hamlet’s body borne off in honour.<br />
Sources<br />
Hamlet - like legends are so widely found (for example in<br />
Italy, Spain, Scandinavia, Byzantium, and Arabia) that<br />
<strong>the</strong> core “hero-as-fool” <strong>the</strong>me is possibly Indo-European<br />
in origin. 192 Several ancient written precursors to Hamlet<br />
can be identified. The first is <strong>the</strong> anonymous<br />
Scandinavian Saga of Hrolf Kraki. In this, <strong>the</strong> murdered<br />
king has two sons — Hroar and Helgi — who spend most of<br />
<strong>the</strong> story in disguise, under false names, ra<strong>the</strong>r than<br />
feigning madness, in a sequence of events that differs<br />
from Shakespeare’s. 193 The second is <strong>the</strong> Roman legend of<br />
192 Saxo and Hansen (1983, 36–37)<br />
193 Saxo and Hansen (1983, 16–25)<br />
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Brutus, recorded in two separate Latin works. Its hero,<br />
Lucius (“shining, light”), changes his name and persona<br />
to Brutus (“dull, stupid”), playing <strong>the</strong> role of a fool to<br />
avoid <strong>the</strong> fate of his fa<strong>the</strong>r and bro<strong>the</strong>rs, and eventually<br />
slaying his family’s killer, King Tarquinius. A 17thcentury<br />
Nordic scholar, Torfaeus, compared <strong>the</strong> Icelandic<br />
hero Amlodi and <strong>the</strong> Spanish hero Prince Ambales (from <strong>the</strong><br />
Ambales Saga) to Shakespeare’s Hamlet. Similarities<br />
include <strong>the</strong> prince’s feigned madness, his accidental<br />
killing of <strong>the</strong> king’s counsellor in his mo<strong>the</strong>r’s bedroom,<br />
and <strong>the</strong> eventual slaying of his uncle. 194<br />
Many of <strong>the</strong> earlier legendary elements are interwoven in<br />
<strong>the</strong> 13th-century Vita Amlethi (“The Life of Amleth”) 195 by<br />
Saxo Grammaticus, part of Gesta Danorum. [19] Written in<br />
Latin, it reflects classical Roman concepts of virtue and<br />
heroism, and was widely available in Shakespeare’s day. 196<br />
Significant parallels include <strong>the</strong> prince feigning<br />
madness, his mo<strong>the</strong>r’s hasty marriage to <strong>the</strong> usurper, <strong>the</strong><br />
prince killing a hidden spy, and <strong>the</strong> prince substituting<br />
<strong>the</strong> execution of two retainers for his own. A reasonably<br />
faithful version of Saxo’s story was translated into<br />
French in 1570 by François de Belleforest, in his<br />
Histoires tragiques. 197 Belleforest embellished Saxo’s<br />
text substantially, almost doubling its length, and<br />
introduced <strong>the</strong> hero’s melancholy. 198<br />
According to a popular <strong>the</strong>ory, Shakespeare’s main source<br />
is believed to be an earlier play — now lost — known<br />
today as <strong>the</strong> Ur-Hamlet. Possibly written by Thomas Kyd or<br />
even William Shakespeare himself, <strong>the</strong> Ur-Hamlet would<br />
have been in performance by 1589 and <strong>the</strong> first version of<br />
<strong>the</strong> story known to incorporate a ghost. 199 Shakespeare’s<br />
company, <strong>the</strong> Chamberlain’s Men, may have purchased that<br />
play and performed a version for some time, which<br />
Shakespeare reworked. 200 Since no copy of <strong>the</strong> Ur-Hamlet<br />
has survived, however, it is impossible to compare its<br />
language and style with <strong>the</strong> known works of any of its<br />
putative authors. Consequently, <strong>the</strong>re is no direct<br />
evidence that Kyd wrote it, nor any evidence that <strong>the</strong><br />
play was not an early version of Hamlet by Shakespeare<br />
himself. This latter idea—placing Hamlet far earlier than<br />
<strong>the</strong> generally accepted date, with a much longer period of<br />
194 Saxo and Hansen (1983, 5–15)<br />
195 Books 3 & 4 – see online text<br />
196 Saxo and Hansen (1983, 1–5)<br />
197 Saxo and Hansen (1983, 25–37)<br />
198 Saxo and Hansen (1983, 66–67)<br />
199 Jenkins (1982, 82–85).<br />
200 Saxo and Hansen (1983, 67)<br />
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development—has attracted some support, though o<strong>the</strong>rs<br />
dismiss it as speculation. 201<br />
The upshot is that scholars cannot assert with any<br />
confidence how much material Shakespeare took from <strong>the</strong><br />
Ur-Hamlet (if it even existed), how much from Belleforest<br />
or Saxo, and how much from o<strong>the</strong>r contemporary sources<br />
(such as Kyd’s The Spanish Tragedy). No clear evidence<br />
exists that Shakespeare made any direct references to<br />
Saxo’s version. However, elements of Belleforest’s<br />
version which are not in Saxo’s story do appear in<br />
Shakespeare’s play. Whe<strong>the</strong>r Shakespeare took <strong>the</strong>se from<br />
Belleforest directly or through <strong>the</strong> Ur-Hamlet remains<br />
unclear. 202<br />
Most scholars reject <strong>the</strong> idea that Hamlet is in any way<br />
connected with Shakespeare’s only son, Hamnet<br />
Shakespeare, who died in 1596 at age eleven. Conventional<br />
wisdom holds that Hamlet is too obviously connected to<br />
legend, and <strong>the</strong> name Hamnet was quite popular at <strong>the</strong><br />
time. 203 However, Stephen Greenblatt has argued that <strong>the</strong><br />
coincidence of <strong>the</strong> names and Shakespeare’s grief for <strong>the</strong><br />
loss of his son may lie at <strong>the</strong> heart of <strong>the</strong> tragedy. He<br />
notes that <strong>the</strong> name of Hamnet Sadler, <strong>the</strong> Stratford<br />
neighbour after whom Hamnet was named, was often written<br />
as Hamlet Sadler and that, in <strong>the</strong> loose orthography of<br />
<strong>the</strong> time, <strong>the</strong> names were virtually interchangeable. 204<br />
Sadler’s first name is spelled “Hamlett” in Shakespeare’s<br />
will. 205<br />
Scholars have often speculated that Hamlet’s Polonius<br />
might have been inspired by William Cecil (Lord<br />
Burghley)—Lord High Treasurer and chief counsellor to<br />
Queen Elizabeth I. E. K. Chambers suggested Polonius’s<br />
advice to Laertes may have echoed Burghley’s to his son<br />
Robert Cecil. John Dover Wilson thought it almost certain<br />
that <strong>the</strong> figure of Polonius caricatured Burleigh, while<br />
A. L. Rowse speculated that Polonius’s tedious verbosity<br />
might have resembled Burghley’s. 206 Lilian Winstanley<br />
thought <strong>the</strong> name Corambis (in <strong>the</strong> Ist Quarto) did suggest<br />
201 In his 1936 book The Problem of Hamlet: A Solution Andrew<br />
Cairncross asserted that <strong>the</strong> Hamlet referred to in 1589 was written<br />
by Shakespeare; Peter Alexander (1964), Eric Sams (according to<br />
Jackson 1991, 267) and, more recently, Harold Bloom (2001, xiii and<br />
383; 2003, 154) have agreed. Harold Jenkins, <strong>the</strong> editor of <strong>the</strong> second<br />
series Arden edition of <strong>the</strong> play, dismisses <strong>the</strong> idea as groundless<br />
(1982, 84 n4).<br />
202 Saxo and Hansen (1983, 66–68)<br />
203 Saxo and Hansen (1983, 6)<br />
204 Greenblatt (2004a, 311); Greenblatt (2004b)<br />
205 Shakespeare's Last Will and Testament.<br />
206 Chambers (1930) 418: J.D. Wilson (1932) 104: Rowse (1963)<br />
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Cecil and Burghley. 207 Harold Jenkins criticised <strong>the</strong> idea<br />
of any direct personal satire as “unlikely” and<br />
“uncharacteristic of Shakespeare”, 208 while G.R.Hibbard<br />
hypo<strong>the</strong>sized that differences in names<br />
(Corambis/Polonius:Montano/Raynoldo) between <strong>the</strong> <strong>First</strong><br />
Quarto and o<strong>the</strong>r editions might reflect a desire not to<br />
offend scholars at Oxford University. 209<br />
Date<br />
“Any dating of Hamlet must be tentative”, cautions <strong>the</strong><br />
New Cambridge editor, Phillip Edwards. 210 The earliest<br />
date estimate relies on Hamlet’s frequent allusions to<br />
Shakespeare’s Julius Caesar, itself dated to mid-1599. 211<br />
The latest date estimate is based on an entry, of 26 July<br />
1602, in <strong>the</strong> Register of <strong>the</strong> Stationers’ Company,<br />
indicating that Hamlet was “latelie <strong>Act</strong>ed by <strong>the</strong> Lo:<br />
Chamberleyne his servantes“.<br />
In 1598, Francis Meres published in his Palladis Tamia a<br />
survey of English literature from Chaucer to its present<br />
day, within which twelve of Shakespeare’s plays are<br />
named. Hamlet is not among <strong>the</strong>m, suggesting that it had<br />
not yet been written. As Hamlet was very popular, <strong>the</strong> New<br />
Swan series editor Bernard Lott believes it “unlikely<br />
that he [Meres] would have overlooked ... so significant<br />
a piece”. 212<br />
The phrase “little eyases” 213 in <strong>the</strong> <strong>First</strong> Folio (F1) may<br />
allude to <strong>the</strong> Children of <strong>the</strong> Chapel, whose popularity in<br />
London forced <strong>the</strong> Globe company into provincial touring.<br />
This became known as <strong>the</strong> War of <strong>the</strong> Theatres, and<br />
supports a 1601 dating. 214<br />
207 Lilian Winstanley, Hamlet and <strong>the</strong> Scottish Succession, Cambridge<br />
University Press, 1921, 114<br />
208<br />
H.Jenkins (ed.) Hamlet, Methuen, 1982, p.142<br />
209 Polonius was close to <strong>the</strong> Latin name for Robert Pullen, founder of<br />
Oxford University, and Reynaldo too close for safety to John<br />
Rainolds, <strong>the</strong> President of Corpus Christi College. G.R.Hibbard (ed.)<br />
Hamlet, Oxford University Press, 1987, pp.74–5<br />
210 MacCary suggests 1599 or 1600 (1998, 13); James Shapiro offers<br />
late 1600 or early 1601 (2005, 341); Wells and Taylor suggest that<br />
<strong>the</strong> play was written in 1600 and revised later (1988, 653); <strong>the</strong> New<br />
Cambridge editor settles on mid-1601 (Edwards 1985, 8); <strong>the</strong> New Swan<br />
Shakespeare Advanced Series editor agrees with 1601 (Lott 1970,<br />
xlvi); Thompson and Taylor, tentatively ("according to whe<strong>the</strong>r one is<br />
<strong>the</strong> more persuaded by Jenkins or by Honigmann") suggest a terminus ad<br />
quem of ei<strong>the</strong>r Spring 1601 or sometime in 1600 (2001a, 58–59)<br />
211 MacCary (1998, 12–13) and Edwards (1985, 5–6)<br />
212 Lott (1970, xlvi)<br />
213 Hamlet F1 2.2.337. The whole conversation between Rozencrantz,<br />
Guildenstern and Hamlet concerning <strong>the</strong> touring players' departure<br />
from <strong>the</strong> city is at Hamlet "F1" 2.2.324–360<br />
214<br />
Edwards (1985, 5).<br />
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A contemporary of Shakespere’s, Gabriel Harvey, wrote a<br />
marginal note in his copy of <strong>the</strong> 1598 edition of<br />
Chaucer’s works, which some scholars use as dating<br />
evidence. Harvey’s note says that “<strong>the</strong> wiser sort” enjoy<br />
Hamlet, and implies that <strong>the</strong> Earl of Essex—executed in<br />
February 1601 for rebellion—was still alive. O<strong>the</strong>r<br />
scholars consider this inconclusive. Edwards, for<br />
example, concludes that <strong>the</strong> “sense of time is so confused<br />
in Harvey’s note that it is really of little use in<br />
trying to date Hamlet”. This is because <strong>the</strong> same note<br />
also refers to Spenser and Watson as if <strong>the</strong>y were still<br />
alive (“our flourishing metricians“), but also mentions<br />
“Owen’s new epigrams”, published in 1607. 215<br />
Texts<br />
Three early editions of <strong>the</strong> text have survived, making<br />
attempts to establish a single “au<strong>the</strong>ntic” text<br />
problematic. Each is different from <strong>the</strong> o<strong>the</strong>rs: 216<br />
• <strong>First</strong> Quarto (Q1) In 1603 <strong>the</strong> booksellers Nicholas<br />
Ling and John Trundell published, and Valentine Simmes<br />
printed <strong>the</strong> so-called “bad“ first quarto. Q1 contains<br />
just over half of <strong>the</strong> text of <strong>the</strong> later second quarto.<br />
• Second Quarto (Q2) In 1604 Nicholas Ling published,<br />
and James Roberts printed, <strong>the</strong> second quarto. Some copies<br />
are dated 1605, which may indicate a second impression;<br />
consequently, Q2 is often dated “1604/5”. Q2 is <strong>the</strong><br />
longest early edition, although it omits 85 lines found<br />
in F1 (most likely to avoid offending James I’s queen,<br />
Anne of Denmark). 217<br />
• <strong>First</strong> Folio (F1) In 1623 Edward Blount and William<br />
and Isaac Jaggard published <strong>the</strong> <strong>First</strong> Folio, <strong>the</strong> first<br />
edition of Shakespeare’s Complete Works. 218<br />
O<strong>the</strong>r folios and quartos were subsequently published—<br />
including John Smethwick’s Q3, Q4, and Q5 (1611–37)—but<br />
<strong>the</strong>se are regarded as derivatives of <strong>the</strong> first three<br />
editions.<br />
Early editors of Shakespeare’s works, beginning with<br />
Nicholas Rowe (1709) and Lewis Theobald (1733), combined<br />
material from <strong>the</strong> two earliest sources of Hamlet<br />
available at <strong>the</strong> time, Q2 and F1. Each text contains<br />
material that <strong>the</strong> o<strong>the</strong>r lacks, with many minor<br />
differences in wording: scarcely 200 lines are identical<br />
in <strong>the</strong> two. Editors have combined <strong>the</strong>m in an effort to<br />
create one “inclusive” text that reflects an imagined<br />
215 Hattaway (1987, 13–20)<br />
216 Chambers (1923, vol. 3, 486–487) and Halliday (1964, 204–205)<br />
217 Halliday (1964, 204)<br />
218 Thompson and Taylor (2006a, 78)<br />
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“ideal” of Shakespeare’s original. Theobald’s version<br />
became standard for a long time, 219 and his “full text”<br />
approach continues to influence editorial practice to <strong>the</strong><br />
present day. Some contemporary scholarship, however,<br />
discounts this approach, instead considering “an<br />
au<strong>the</strong>ntic Hamlet an unrealisable ideal. ... <strong>the</strong>re are<br />
texts of this play but no text”. 220 The 2006 publication<br />
by Arden Shakespeare of different Hamlet texts in<br />
different volumes is perhaps <strong>the</strong> best evidence of this<br />
shifting focus and emphasis. 221<br />
Traditionally, editors of Shakespeare’s plays have<br />
divided <strong>the</strong>m into five acts. None of <strong>the</strong> early texts of<br />
Hamlet, however, were arranged this way, and <strong>the</strong> play’s<br />
division into acts and scenes derives from a 1676 quarto.<br />
Modern editors generally follow this traditional<br />
division, but consider it unsatisfactory; for example,<br />
after Hamlet drags Polonius’s body out of Gertrude’s<br />
bedchamber, <strong>the</strong>re is an act-break 222 after which <strong>the</strong><br />
action appears to continue uninterrupted. 223<br />
Comparison of <strong>the</strong> ‘To be, or not to be’ soliloquy in <strong>the</strong><br />
first three editions of Hamlet, showing <strong>the</strong> varying<br />
quality of <strong>the</strong> text in <strong>the</strong> Bad Quarto, <strong>the</strong> Good Quarto<br />
and <strong>the</strong> <strong>First</strong> Folio<br />
The discovery in 1823 of Q1—whose existence had been<br />
quite unsuspected—caused considerable interest and<br />
excitement, raising many questions of editorial practice<br />
and interpretation. Scholars immediately identified<br />
apparent deficiencies in Q1, which was instrumental in<br />
<strong>the</strong> development of <strong>the</strong> concept of a Shakespearean “bad<br />
quarto”. 224 Yet Q1 has value: it contains stage directions<br />
that reveal actual stage practices in a way that Q2 and<br />
F1 do not; it contains an entire scene (usually labelled<br />
4.6) 225 that does not appear in ei<strong>the</strong>r Q2 or F1; and it is<br />
useful for comparison with <strong>the</strong> later editions. The scene<br />
order is more coherent, without <strong>the</strong> problems of Q2 and F1<br />
of Hamlet seeming to resolve something in one scene and<br />
enter <strong>the</strong> next drowning in indecision. This is a scene<br />
219 Hibbard (1987, 22–23).<br />
220 Hattaway (1987, 16)<br />
221 Thompson and Taylor published Q2, with appendices, in <strong>the</strong>ir first<br />
volume (2006a) and <strong>the</strong> F1 and Q1 texts in <strong>the</strong>ir second volume<br />
(2006b). Bate and Rasmussen (2007) is <strong>the</strong> F1 text with additional Q2<br />
passages in an appendix. The New Cambridge series has begun to<br />
publish separate volumes for <strong>the</strong> separate quarto versions that exist<br />
of Shakespeare's plays (Irace 1998)<br />
222 Hamlet 3.4 and 4.1<br />
223 Thompson and Taylor (2006a, 543–552)<br />
224 Jenkins (1982, 14)<br />
225 Hamlet Q1 14.<br />
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order many modern <strong>the</strong>atrical productions follow. The<br />
major deficiency of Q1 is that <strong>the</strong> language is not<br />
“Shakespearean” enough, particularly noticeable in <strong>the</strong><br />
opening lines of <strong>the</strong> famous “To be, or not to be“<br />
soliloquy: “To be, or not to be, aye <strong>the</strong>re’s <strong>the</strong> point. /<br />
To die, to sleep, is that all? Aye all: / No, to sleep,<br />
to dream, aye marry <strong>the</strong>re it goes.”<br />
Q1 is considerably shorter than Q2 or F1 and may be a<br />
memorial reconstruction of <strong>the</strong> play as Shakespeare’s<br />
company performed it, by an actor who played a minor role<br />
(most likely Marcellus). 226 Scholars disagree whe<strong>the</strong>r <strong>the</strong><br />
reconstruction was pirated or authorised. Ano<strong>the</strong>r <strong>the</strong>ory,<br />
considered by New Cambridge editor Kathleen Irace, holds<br />
that Q1 is an abridged version intended especially for<br />
travelling productions. 227 The idea that Q1 is not riddled<br />
with error but is instead eminently fit for <strong>the</strong> stage has<br />
led to at least 28 different Q1 productions since 1881. 228<br />
Analysis and criticism<br />
Critical history<br />
From <strong>the</strong> early 17th century, <strong>the</strong> play was famous for its<br />
ghost and vivid dramatization of melancholy and insanity,<br />
leading to a procession of mad courtiers and ladies in<br />
Jacobean and Caroline drama. 229 Though it remained popular<br />
with mass audiences, late 17th-century Restoration<br />
critics saw Hamlet as primitive and disapproved of its<br />
lack of unity and decorum. 230 This view changed<br />
drastically in <strong>the</strong> 18th century, when critics regarded<br />
Hamlet as a hero — a pure, brilliant young man thrust<br />
into unfortunate circumstances. 231 By <strong>the</strong> mid-18th<br />
century, however, <strong>the</strong> advent of Gothic literature brought<br />
psychological and mystical readings, returning madness<br />
and <strong>the</strong> Ghost to <strong>the</strong> forefront. 232 Not until <strong>the</strong> late 18th<br />
century did critics and performers begin to view Hamlet<br />
as confusing and inconsistent. Before <strong>the</strong>n, he was ei<strong>the</strong>r<br />
mad, or not; ei<strong>the</strong>r a hero, or not; with no inbetweens.<br />
233 These developments represented a fundamental<br />
change in literary criticism, which came to focus more on<br />
character and less on plot. 234 By <strong>the</strong> 19th century,<br />
Romantic critics valued Hamlet for its internal,<br />
226 Jackson (1986, 171)<br />
227 Irace (1998); Thompson and Taylor (2006a, 85–86)<br />
228 Thompson and Taylor (2006b, 36–37) and Checklist of Q1 Productions<br />
in Thompson and Taylor (2006b, 38–39)<br />
229 Wofford (1994) and Kirsch (1968)<br />
230 Vickers (1974a, 447) and (1974b, 92).<br />
231 Wofford (1994, 184–185)<br />
232 Vickers (1974c, 5)<br />
233 Wofford (1994, 185)<br />
234 Wofford (1994, 186)<br />
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individual conflict reflecting <strong>the</strong> strong contemporary<br />
emphasis on internal struggles and inner character in<br />
general. 235 Then too, critics started to focus on Hamlet’s<br />
delay as a character trait, ra<strong>the</strong>r than a plot device. 236<br />
This focus on character and internal struggle continued<br />
into <strong>the</strong> 20th century, when criticism branched in several<br />
directions, discussed in context and interpretation<br />
below.<br />
Dramatic structure<br />
Hamlet departed from contemporary dramatic convention in<br />
several ways. For example, in Shakespeare’s day, plays<br />
were usually expected to follow <strong>the</strong> advice of Aristotle<br />
in his Poetics: that a drama should focus on action, not<br />
character. In Hamlet, Shakespeare reverses this so that<br />
it is through <strong>the</strong> soliloquies, not <strong>the</strong> action, that <strong>the</strong><br />
audience learns Hamlet’s motives and thoughts. The play<br />
is full of seeming discontinuities and irregularities of<br />
action, except in <strong>the</strong> “bad” quarto. At one point, as in<br />
<strong>the</strong> Gravedigger scene, Hamlet seems resolved to kill<br />
Claudius: in <strong>the</strong> next scene, however, when Claudius<br />
appears, he is suddenly tame. Scholars still debate<br />
whe<strong>the</strong>r <strong>the</strong>se twists are mistakes or intentional<br />
additions to add to <strong>the</strong> play’s <strong>the</strong>me of confusion and<br />
duality. Finally, 237 in a period when most plays ran for<br />
two hours or so, <strong>the</strong> full text of Hamlet—Shakespeare’s<br />
longest play, with 4,042 lines, totalling 29,551 words—<br />
takes over four hours to deliver. 238 Even today <strong>the</strong> play<br />
is rarely performed in its entirety, and has only once<br />
been dramatized on film completely, with Kenneth<br />
Branagh‘s 1996 version. Hamlet also contains a favourite<br />
Shakespearean device, a play within <strong>the</strong> play, a literary<br />
device or conceit in which one story is told during <strong>the</strong><br />
action of ano<strong>the</strong>r story. 239<br />
Language<br />
Compared with language in a modern newspaper, magazine or<br />
popular novel, Shakespeare’s language can strike<br />
contemporary readers as complex, elaborate and at times<br />
difficult to understand. Remarkably, it still works well<br />
enough in <strong>the</strong> <strong>the</strong>atre: audiences at <strong>the</strong> reconstruction of<br />
‘Shakespeare’s Globe’ in London, many of whom have never<br />
been to <strong>the</strong> <strong>the</strong>atre before, let alone to a play by<br />
Shakespeare, seem to have little difficulty grasping <strong>the</strong><br />
235 Rosenberg (1992, 179)<br />
236<br />
Wofford (1994, 186)<br />
237 MacCary (1998, 67–72, 84)<br />
238<br />
Based on <strong>the</strong> length of <strong>the</strong> first edition of The Riverside<br />
Shakespeare (1974).<br />
239<br />
Also used in Love's Labour's Lost and A Midsummer Night's Dream.<br />
Kermode (2000, 256)<br />
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play’s action. 240 Much of Hamlet’s language is courtly:<br />
elaborate, witty discourse, as recommended by Baldassare<br />
Castiglione’s 1528 etiquette guide, The Courtier. This<br />
work specifically advises royal retainers to amuse <strong>the</strong>ir<br />
masters with inventive language. Osric and Polonius,<br />
especially, seem to respect this injunction. Claudius’s<br />
speech is rich with rhetorical figures—as is Hamlet’s<br />
and, at times, Ophelia’s—while <strong>the</strong> language of Horatio,<br />
<strong>the</strong> guards, and <strong>the</strong> gravediggers is simpler. Claudius’s<br />
high status is reinforced by using <strong>the</strong> royal first person<br />
plural (“we” or “us”), and anaphora mixed with metaphor<br />
to resonate with Greek political speeches. 241<br />
Hamlet is <strong>the</strong> most skilled of all at rhetoric. He uses<br />
highly developed metaphors, stichomythia, and in nine<br />
memorable words deploys both anaphora and asyndeton: “to<br />
die: to sleep — / To sleep, perchance to dream”. 242 In<br />
contrast, when occasion demands, he is precise and<br />
straightforward, as when he explains his inward emotion<br />
to his mo<strong>the</strong>r: “But I have that within which passes show,<br />
/ These but <strong>the</strong> trappings and <strong>the</strong> suits of woe”. 243 At<br />
times, he relies heavily on puns to express his true<br />
thoughts while simultaneously concealing <strong>the</strong>m. 244 His<br />
“nunnery” remarks 245 to Ophelia are an example of a cruel<br />
double meaning as nunnery was Elizabethan slang for<br />
bro<strong>the</strong>l. 246 His very first words in <strong>the</strong> play are a pun;<br />
when Claudius addresses him as “my cousin Hamlet, and my<br />
son”, Hamlet says as an aside: “A little more than kin,<br />
and less than kind.” 247 An aside is a dramatic device in<br />
which a character speaks to <strong>the</strong> audience. By convention<br />
<strong>the</strong> audience realizes that <strong>the</strong> character’s speech is<br />
unheard by <strong>the</strong> o<strong>the</strong>r characters on stage. It may be<br />
addressed to <strong>the</strong> audience expressly (in character or out)<br />
or represent an unspoken thought.<br />
An unusual rhetorical device, hendiadys, appears in<br />
several places in <strong>the</strong> play. Examples are found in<br />
Ophelia’s speech at <strong>the</strong> end of <strong>the</strong> nunnery scene:<br />
“Th’expectancy and rose of <strong>the</strong> fair state”; “And I, of<br />
ladies most deject and wretched”. 248 Many scholars have<br />
found it odd that Shakespeare would, seemingly<br />
arbitrarily, use this rhetorical form throughout <strong>the</strong><br />
240<br />
Adamson, Sylvia; Hunter, Lynette; Magnusson, Lynne; Thompson, Ann;<br />
Wales, Katie (Oct 1 2010). Arden Shakespeare: Reading Shakespeare's<br />
Dramatic Language. Los Angeles: Arden<br />
241<br />
MacCary (1998, 84–85)<br />
242 Hamlet 3.1.63–64<br />
243 Hamlet 1.2.85–86<br />
244 MacCary (1998, 89–90)<br />
245 Hamlet 3.1.87–148 especially lines 120, 129, 136, 139 and 148<br />
246<br />
Oxford English Dictionary (2004, CD)<br />
247 Hamlet 2.1.63–65<br />
248<br />
Hamlet 3.1.151 and 3.1.154. The Nunnery Scene: Hamlet 3.1.87–160<br />
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play. One explanation may be that Hamlet was written<br />
later in Shakespeare’s life, when he was adept at<br />
matching rhetorical devices to characters and <strong>the</strong> plot.<br />
Linguist George T. Wright suggests that hendiadys had<br />
been used deliberately to heighten <strong>the</strong> play’s sense of<br />
duality and dislocation. 249 Pauline Kiernan argues that<br />
Shakespeare changed English drama forever in Hamlet<br />
because he “showed how a character’s language can often<br />
be saying several things at once, and contradictory<br />
meanings at that, to reflect fragmented thoughts and<br />
disturbed feelings.” She gives <strong>the</strong> example of Hamlet’s<br />
advice to Ophelia, “get <strong>the</strong>e to a nunnery”, which is<br />
simultaneously a reference to a place of chastity and a<br />
slang term for a bro<strong>the</strong>l, reflecting Hamlet’s confused<br />
feelings about female sexuality. 250<br />
Context and interpretation<br />
Religious<br />
Written at a time of religious upheaval, and in <strong>the</strong> wake<br />
of <strong>the</strong> English Reformation, <strong>the</strong> play is alternately<br />
Catholic (or piously medieval) and Protestant (or<br />
consciously modern). The Ghost describes himself as being<br />
in purgatory, and as dying without last rites. This and<br />
Ophelia’s burial ceremony, which is characteristically<br />
Catholic, make up most of <strong>the</strong> play’s Catholic<br />
connections. Some scholars have observed that revenge<br />
tragedies come from traditionally Catholic countries,<br />
such as Spain and Italy; and <strong>the</strong>y present a<br />
contradiction, since according to Catholic doctrine <strong>the</strong><br />
strongest duty is to God and family. Hamlet’s conundrum,<br />
<strong>the</strong>n, is whe<strong>the</strong>r to avenge his fa<strong>the</strong>r and kill Claudius,<br />
or to leave <strong>the</strong> vengeance to God, as his religion<br />
requires. 251<br />
Much of <strong>the</strong> play’s Protestantism derives from its<br />
location in Denmark—<strong>the</strong>n and now a predominantly<br />
Protestant country, though it is unclear whe<strong>the</strong>r <strong>the</strong><br />
fictional Denmark of <strong>the</strong> play is intended to mirror this<br />
fact. The play does mention Wittenberg, where Hamlet,<br />
Horatio, and Rosencrantz and Guildenstern attend<br />
university, and where Martin Lu<strong>the</strong>r first proposed his 95<br />
<strong>the</strong>ses in 1517, effectively ushering in <strong>the</strong> Protestant<br />
Reformation. 252 In Shakespeare’s day Denmark, as <strong>the</strong><br />
249 MacCary (1998, 87–88)<br />
250 Pauline Kiernan, Filthy Shakespeare: Shakespeare's Most Outrageous<br />
Sexual Puns, Quercus, 2006, p.34<br />
251 MacCary (1998, 37–38); in <strong>the</strong> New Testament, see Romans 12:19:<br />
"'Vengeance is mine, I will repay' sayeth <strong>the</strong> Lord."<br />
252 MacCary (1998, 38).<br />
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majority of Scandinavia, was Lu<strong>the</strong>ran. 253 When Hamlet<br />
speaks of <strong>the</strong> “special providence in <strong>the</strong> fall of a<br />
sparrow”, 254 he reflects <strong>the</strong> Protestant belief that <strong>the</strong><br />
will of God — Divine Providence — controls even <strong>the</strong><br />
smallest event. In Q1, <strong>the</strong> first sentence of <strong>the</strong> same<br />
section reads: “There’s a predestinate providence in <strong>the</strong><br />
fall of a sparrow,” 255 which suggests an even stronger<br />
Protestant connection through John Calvin’s doctrine of<br />
predestination. Scholars speculate that Hamlet may have<br />
been censored, as “predestined” appears only in this<br />
quarto. 256<br />
Philosophical<br />
Hamlet is often perceived as a philosophical character,<br />
expounding ideas that are now described as relativist,<br />
existentialist, and skeptical. For example, he expresses<br />
a subjectivistic idea when he says to Rosencrantz: “<strong>the</strong>re<br />
is nothing ei<strong>the</strong>r good or bad, but thinking makes it<br />
so”. 257 The idea that nothing is real except in <strong>the</strong> mind<br />
of <strong>the</strong> individual finds its roots in <strong>the</strong> Greek Sophists,<br />
who argued that since nothing can be perceived except<br />
through <strong>the</strong> senses — and since all individuals sense, and<br />
<strong>the</strong>refore perceive, things differently — <strong>the</strong>re is no<br />
absolute truth, only relative truth. 258 The clearest<br />
example of existentialism is found in <strong>the</strong> “to be, or not<br />
to be” 259 speech, where Hamlet uses “being” to allude to<br />
both life and action, and “not being” to death and<br />
inaction. Hamlet’s contemplation of suicide in this<br />
scene, however, is less philosophical than religious as<br />
he believes that he will continue to exist after death. 260<br />
Scholars agree that Hamlet reflects <strong>the</strong> contemporary<br />
skepticism that prevailed in Renaissance humanism. 261<br />
Prior to Shakespeare’s time, humanists had argued that<br />
man was God’s greatest creation, made in God’s image and<br />
able to choose his own nature, but this view was<br />
challenged, notably in Michel de Montaigne’s Essais of<br />
1590. Hamlet’s “What a piece of work is a man” echoes<br />
many of Montaigne’s ideas, but scholars disagree whe<strong>the</strong>r<br />
Shakespeare drew directly from Montaigne or whe<strong>the</strong>r both<br />
253 Asimov, Isaac. Asimov's Guide to Shakespeare(1970, 92)<br />
254 Hamlet 5.2.197–202<br />
255 Hamlet Q1 17.45–46.<br />
256 Blits (2001, 3–21)<br />
257 Hamlet F1 2.2.247–248<br />
258 MacCary (1998, 47–48)<br />
259 Hamlet 3.1.55–87 especially line 55.<br />
260 MacCary (1998, 28–49)<br />
261 MacCary (1998, 49)<br />
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men were simply reacting similarly to <strong>the</strong> spirit of <strong>the</strong><br />
times. 262<br />
Hamlet’s skepticism is juxtaposed in <strong>the</strong> play with<br />
Horatio’s more traditional Christian worldview. Despite<br />
<strong>the</strong> friends’ close bond, Hamlet counters Horatio’s faith<br />
with <strong>the</strong> seemingly agnostic comment, “There are more<br />
things in heaven and earth than are dreamt of in your<br />
philosophy.”<br />
Psychoanalytic<br />
In <strong>the</strong> first half of <strong>the</strong> 20th century, when<br />
psychoanalysis was at <strong>the</strong> height of its influence, its<br />
concepts were applied to Hamlet, notably by Sigmund<br />
Freud, Ernest Jones, and Jacques Lacan, and <strong>the</strong>se studies<br />
influenced <strong>the</strong>atrical productions.<br />
In his The Interpretation of Dreams (1900), Freud’s<br />
analysis starts from <strong>the</strong> premise that “<strong>the</strong> play is built<br />
up on Hamlet’s hesitations over fulfilling <strong>the</strong> task of<br />
revenge that is assigned to him; but its text offers no<br />
reasons or motives for <strong>the</strong>se hesitations”. 263 After<br />
reviewing various literary <strong>the</strong>ories, Freud concludes that<br />
Hamlet has an “Oedipal desire for his mo<strong>the</strong>r and <strong>the</strong><br />
subsequent guilt [is] preventing him from murdering <strong>the</strong><br />
man [Claudius] who has done what he unconsciously wanted<br />
to do”. 264 Confronted with his repressed desires, Hamlet<br />
realises that “he himself is literally no better than <strong>the</strong><br />
sinner whom he is to punish.” 265 Freud suggests that<br />
Hamlet’s apparent “distaste for sexuality” — articulated<br />
in his “nunnery” conversation with Ophelia — accords with<br />
this interpretation. 266 , 267 [89] John Barrymore introduced<br />
Freudian overtones into his landmark 1922 production in<br />
New York, which ran for a record-breaking 101 nights.<br />
Beginning in 1910, with <strong>the</strong> publication of The Oedipus-<br />
Complex as An Explanation of Hamlet’s Mystery: A Study in<br />
Motive, 268 Ernest Jones — a psychoanalyst and Freud’s<br />
biographer —developed Freud’s ideas into a series of<br />
essays that culminated in his book Hamlet and Oedipus<br />
(1949). Influenced by Jones’s psychoanalytic approach,<br />
several productions have portrayed <strong>the</strong> “closet scene”, 269<br />
where Hamlet confronts his mo<strong>the</strong>r in her private<br />
262<br />
Knowles (1999, 1049 and 1052–1053) cited by Thompson and Taylor<br />
(2006a, 73–74); MacCary (1998, 49)<br />
263 Freud (1900, 367)<br />
264 Britton (1995, 207–211)<br />
265<br />
Freud (1900, 368)<br />
266<br />
Freud (1900, 368)<br />
267 The nunnery conversation referred to in this sentence is Hamlet<br />
3.1.87–160<br />
268 The American Journal of Psychology 21.1 (January, 1910): 72–113<br />
269 The Closet Scene: Hamlet 3.4<br />
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quarters, in a sexual light. In this reading, Hamlet is<br />
disgusted by his mo<strong>the</strong>r’s “incestuous” relationship with<br />
Claudius while simultaneously fearful of killing him, as<br />
this would clear Hamlet’s path to his mo<strong>the</strong>r’s bed.<br />
Ophelia’s madness after her fa<strong>the</strong>r’s death may also be<br />
read through <strong>the</strong> Freudian lens: as a reaction to <strong>the</strong><br />
death of her hoped-for lover, her fa<strong>the</strong>r. She is<br />
overwhelmed by having her unfulfilled love for him so<br />
abruptly terminated and drifts into <strong>the</strong> oblivion of<br />
insanity. 270 In 1937, Tyrone Guthrie directed Laurence<br />
Olivier in a Jones-inspired Hamlet at <strong>the</strong> Old Vic. 271<br />
Olivier later used some of <strong>the</strong>se same ideas in his 1948<br />
film version of <strong>the</strong> play.<br />
In <strong>the</strong> 1950s, -Lacan’s structuralist <strong>the</strong>ories about<br />
Hamlet were first presented in a series of seminars given<br />
in Paris and later published in “Desire and <strong>the</strong><br />
Interpretation of Desire in Hamlet”. Lacan postulated<br />
that <strong>the</strong> human psyche is determined by structures of<br />
language and that <strong>the</strong> linguistic structures of Hamlet<br />
shed light on human desire. 272 His point of departure is<br />
Freud’s Oedipal <strong>the</strong>ories, and <strong>the</strong> central <strong>the</strong>me of<br />
mourning that runs through Hamlet. In Lacan’s analysis,<br />
Hamlet unconsciously assumes <strong>the</strong> role of phallus—<strong>the</strong><br />
cause of his inaction—and is increasingly distanced from<br />
reality “by mourning, fantasy, narcissism and psychosis“,<br />
which create holes (or lack (manque)) in <strong>the</strong> real,<br />
imaginary, and symbolic aspects of his psyche. Lacan’s<br />
<strong>the</strong>ories influenced literary criticism of Hamlet because<br />
of his alternative vision of <strong>the</strong> play and his use of<br />
semantics to explore <strong>the</strong> play’s psychological landscape.<br />
Feminist<br />
In <strong>the</strong> 20th century feminist critics opened up new<br />
approaches to Gertrude and Ophelia. New Historicist and<br />
cultural materialist critics examined <strong>the</strong> play in its<br />
historical context, attempting to piece toge<strong>the</strong>r its<br />
original cultural environment. 273 They focused on <strong>the</strong><br />
gender system of early modern England, pointing to <strong>the</strong><br />
common trinity of maid, wife, or widow, with whores alone<br />
outside of <strong>the</strong> stereotype. In this analysis, <strong>the</strong> essence<br />
of Hamlet is <strong>the</strong> central character’s changed perception<br />
of his mo<strong>the</strong>r as a whore because of her failure to remain<br />
faithful to Old Hamlet. In consequence, Hamlet loses his<br />
faith in all women, treating Ophelia as if she too were a<br />
whore and dishonest with Hamlet. Ophelia, by some<br />
critics, can be honest and fair; however, it is virtually<br />
270 MacCary (1998, 104–107, 113–116) and de Grazia (2007, 168–170)<br />
271 Smallwood (2002, 102)<br />
272 Britton (1995, 207–211)<br />
273 Wofford (1994, 199–202)<br />
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impossible to link <strong>the</strong>se two traits, since ‘fairness’ is<br />
an outward trait, while ‘honesty’ is an inward trait. 274<br />
Carolyn Heilbrun‘s 1957 essay “The Character of Hamlet’s<br />
Mo<strong>the</strong>r” defends Gertrude, arguing that <strong>the</strong> text never<br />
hints that Gertrude knew of Claudius poisoning King<br />
Hamlet. This analysis has been championed by many<br />
feminist critics. Heilbrun argued that men have for<br />
centuries completely misinterpreted Gertrude, accepting<br />
at face value Hamlet’s view of her instead of following<br />
<strong>the</strong> actual text of <strong>the</strong> play. By this account, no clear<br />
evidence suggests that Gertrude is an adulteress: she is<br />
merely adapting to <strong>the</strong> circumstances of her husband’s<br />
death for <strong>the</strong> good of <strong>the</strong> kingdom. 275,276<br />
Ophelia has also been defended by feminist critics, most<br />
notably Elaine Showalter. 277 Ophelia is surrounded by<br />
powerful men: her fa<strong>the</strong>r, bro<strong>the</strong>r, and Hamlet. All three<br />
disappear: Laertes leaves, Hamlet abandons her, and<br />
Polonius dies. Conventional <strong>the</strong>ories had argued that<br />
without <strong>the</strong>se three powerful men making decisions for<br />
her, Ophelia is driven into madness. 278 Feminist <strong>the</strong>orists<br />
argue that she goes mad with guilt because, when Hamlet<br />
kills her fa<strong>the</strong>r, he has fulfilled her sexual desire to<br />
have Hamlet kill her fa<strong>the</strong>r so <strong>the</strong>y can be toge<strong>the</strong>r.<br />
Showalter points out that Ophelia has become <strong>the</strong> symbol<br />
of <strong>the</strong> distraught and hysterical woman in modern<br />
culture. 279<br />
Influence<br />
Hamlet is one of <strong>the</strong> most quoted works in <strong>the</strong> English<br />
language, and is often included on lists of <strong>the</strong> world’s<br />
greatest literature. 280 As such, it reverberates through<br />
<strong>the</strong> writing of later centuries. Academic Laurie Osborne<br />
identifies <strong>the</strong> direct influence of Hamlet in numerous<br />
modern narratives, and divides <strong>the</strong>m into four main<br />
categories: fictional accounts of <strong>the</strong> play’s composition,<br />
simplifications of <strong>the</strong> story for young readers, stories<br />
expanding <strong>the</strong> role of one or more characters, and<br />
narratives featuring performances of <strong>the</strong> play. 281<br />
274 Howard (2003, 411–415)<br />
275 Heilbrun (1957)<br />
276 Bloom (2003, 58–59); Thompson (2001, 4)<br />
277 Showalter (1985)<br />
278 Bloom (2003, 57)<br />
279 MacCary (1998, 111–113)<br />
280 Hamlet has 208 quotations in "The Oxford Dictionary of Quotations;<br />
it takes up 10 of 85 pages dedicated to Shakespeare in <strong>the</strong> 1986<br />
Bartlett's Familiar Quotations (14th ed. 1968). For examples of lists<br />
of <strong>the</strong> greatest books, see Harvard Classics, Great Books, Great Books<br />
of <strong>the</strong> Western World, Harold Bloom's The Western Canon, St. John's<br />
College reading list, and Columbia College Core Curriculum<br />
281 Osborne (2007, 114–133 especially 115 and 120)<br />
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Henry Fielding‘s Tom Jones, published about 1749,<br />
describes a visit to Hamlet by Tom Jones and Mr<br />
Partridge, with similarities to <strong>the</strong> “play within a<br />
play”. 282 In contrast, Goe<strong>the</strong>’s Bildungsroman Wilhelm<br />
Meister’s Apprenticeship, written between 1776 and 1796,<br />
not only has a production of Hamlet at its core but also<br />
creates parallels between <strong>the</strong> Ghost and Wilhelm Meister’s<br />
dead fa<strong>the</strong>r. 283 In <strong>the</strong> early 1850s, in Pierre, Herman<br />
Melville focuses on a Hamlet-like character’s long<br />
development as a writer. 284 Ten years later, Dickens’s<br />
Great Expectations contains many Hamlet-like plot<br />
elements: it is driven by revenge-motivated actions,<br />
contains ghost-like characters (Abel Magwich and Miss<br />
Havisham), and focuses on <strong>the</strong> hero’s guilt. 285 Academic<br />
Alexander Welsh notes that Great Expectations is an<br />
“autobiographical novel” and “anticipates psychoanalytic<br />
readings of Hamlet itself”. About <strong>the</strong> same time, George<br />
Eliot‘s The Mill on <strong>the</strong> Floss was published, introducing<br />
Maggie Tulliver “who is explicitly compared with<br />
Hamlet” 286 though “with a reputation for sanity”. 287<br />
In <strong>the</strong> 1920s, James Joyce managed “a more upbeat version”<br />
of Hamlet—stripped of obsession and revenge — in Ulysses,<br />
though its main parallels are with Homer‘s Odyssey. In<br />
<strong>the</strong> 1990s, two women novelists were explicitly influenced<br />
by Hamlet. In Angela Carter’s Wise Children, To be or not<br />
to be 288 is reworked as a song and dance routine, and Iris<br />
Murdoch’s The Black Prince has Oedipal <strong>the</strong>mes and murder<br />
intertwined with a love affair between a Hamlet-obsessed<br />
writer, Bradley Pearson, and <strong>the</strong> daughter of his rival.<br />
There is <strong>the</strong> story of <strong>the</strong> woman who read Hamlet for <strong>the</strong><br />
first time and said, “I don’t see why people admire that<br />
play so. It is nothing but a bunch of quotations strung<br />
toge<strong>the</strong>r.” — Isaac Asimov, Asimov’s Guide to Shakespeare,<br />
pg vii, Avenal Books, 1970<br />
Performance History<br />
The day we see Hamlet die in <strong>the</strong> <strong>the</strong>atre, something<br />
of him dies for us. He is dethroned by <strong>the</strong> spectre<br />
of an actor, and we shall never be able to keep <strong>the</strong><br />
usurper out of our dreams. – Maurice Maeterlinck<br />
(1890) 289<br />
Shakespeare’s day to <strong>the</strong> Interregnum<br />
282<br />
Thompson and Taylor (2006a, 123–126).<br />
283<br />
Loc. cit.<br />
284 Loc. cit.<br />
285<br />
Welsh (2001, 131)<br />
286 Thompson and Taylor (2006a, 126–131)<br />
287 Novy (1994, 62, 77–78)<br />
288 Hamlet 3.1.55–87<br />
289<br />
Writing in La Jeune Belgique in 1890; quoted by Braun (1982, 40)<br />
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Shakespeare almost certainly wrote <strong>the</strong> role of Hamlet for<br />
Richard Burbage. He was <strong>the</strong> chief tragedian of <strong>the</strong> Lord<br />
Chamberlain’s Men, with a capacious memory for lines and<br />
a wide emotional range. Judging by <strong>the</strong> number of<br />
reprints, Hamlet appears to have been Shakespeare’s<br />
fourth most popular play during his lifetime — only Henry<br />
IV Part 1, Richard III and Pericles eclipsed it.<br />
Shakespeare provides no clear indication of when his play<br />
is set; however, as Elizabethan actors performed at <strong>the</strong><br />
Globe in contemporary dress on minimal sets, this would<br />
not have affected <strong>the</strong> staging. 290<br />
Firm evidence for specific early performances of <strong>the</strong> play<br />
is scant. What is known is that <strong>the</strong> crew of <strong>the</strong> ship Red<br />
Dragon, anchored off Sierra Leone, performed Hamlet in<br />
September 1607; 291 that <strong>the</strong> play toured in Germany within<br />
five years of Shakespeare’s death; 292 and that it was<br />
performed before James I in 1619 and Charles I in 1637. 293<br />
Oxford editor George Hibbard argues that, since <strong>the</strong><br />
contemporary literature contains many allusions and<br />
references to Hamlet (only Falstaff is mentioned more,<br />
from Shakespeare), <strong>the</strong> play was surely performed with a<br />
frequency that <strong>the</strong> historical record misses. 294<br />
All <strong>the</strong>atres were closed down by <strong>the</strong> Puritan government<br />
during <strong>the</strong> Interregnum. 295 Even during this time, however,<br />
playlets known as drolls were often performed illegally,<br />
including one called The Grave-Makers based on <strong>Act</strong> 5,<br />
Scene 1 of Hamlet. 296<br />
Restoration and 18th century<br />
The play was revived early in <strong>the</strong> Restoration. When <strong>the</strong><br />
existing stock of pre-civil war plays was divided between<br />
<strong>the</strong> two newly created patent <strong>the</strong>atre companies, Hamlet<br />
was <strong>the</strong> only Shakespearean favourite that Sir William<br />
Davenant’s Duke’s Company secured. 297 It became <strong>the</strong> first<br />
of Shakespeare’s plays to be presented with movable flats<br />
painted with generic scenery behind <strong>the</strong> proscenium arch<br />
of Lincoln’s Inn Fields Theatre. 298 This new stage<br />
convention highlighted <strong>the</strong> frequency with which<br />
Shakespeare shifts dramatic location, encouraging <strong>the</strong><br />
recurrent criticisms of his violation of <strong>the</strong> neoclassical<br />
290 Taylor (2002, 13)<br />
291 Thompson and Taylor (2006a; 53–55); Chambers (1930, vol. 1, 334),<br />
cited by Dawson (2002, 176)<br />
292<br />
Dawson (2002, 176).<br />
293 Pitcher and Woudhuysen (1969, 204)<br />
294 Hibbard (1987, 17)<br />
295<br />
Marsden (2002, 21)<br />
296<br />
Holland (2007, 34)<br />
297<br />
Marsden (2002, 21–22).<br />
298 Samuel Pepys records his delight at <strong>the</strong> novelty of Hamlet "done<br />
with scenes"; see Thompson and Taylor (1996, 57)<br />
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principle of maintaining a unity of place. 299 Davenant<br />
cast Thomas Betterton in <strong>the</strong> eponymous role, and he<br />
continued to play <strong>the</strong> Dane until he was 74. 300 David<br />
Garrick at Drury Lane produced a version that adapted<br />
Shakespeare heavily; he declared: “I had sworn I would<br />
not leave <strong>the</strong> stage till I had rescued that noble play<br />
from all <strong>the</strong> rubbish of <strong>the</strong> fifth act. I have brought it<br />
forth without <strong>the</strong> grave-digger’s trick, Osrick, & <strong>the</strong><br />
fencing match”. 301 The first actor known to have played<br />
Hamlet in North America is Lewis Hallam. Jr., in <strong>the</strong><br />
American Company‘s production in Philadelphia in 1759. 302<br />
John Philip Kemble made his Drury Lane debut as Hamlet in<br />
1783. 303 His performance was said to be 20 minutes longer<br />
than anyone else’s, and his lengthy pauses provoked <strong>the</strong><br />
suggestion that “music should be played between <strong>the</strong><br />
words”. 304 Sarah Siddons was <strong>the</strong> first actress known to<br />
play Hamlet; many women have since played him as a<br />
breeches role, to great acclaim. 305 In 1748, Alexander<br />
Sumarokov wrote a Russian adaptation that focused on<br />
Prince Hamlet as <strong>the</strong> embodiment of an opposition to<br />
Claudius’s tyranny — a treatment that would recur in<br />
Eastern European versions into <strong>the</strong> 20th century. 306 In <strong>the</strong><br />
years following America’s independence, Thomas Apthorpe<br />
Cooper, <strong>the</strong> young nation’s leading tragedian, performed<br />
Hamlet among o<strong>the</strong>r plays at <strong>the</strong> Chestnut Street Theatre<br />
in Philadelphia, and at <strong>the</strong> Park Theatre in New York.<br />
Although chided for “acknowledging acquaintances in <strong>the</strong><br />
audience” and “inadequate memorisation of his lines”, he<br />
became a national celebrity. 307<br />
19th century<br />
From around 1810 to 1840, <strong>the</strong> best-known Shakespearean<br />
performances in <strong>the</strong> United States were tours by leading<br />
London actors — including George Frederick Cooke, Junius<br />
Brutus Booth, Edmund Kean, William Charles Macready, and<br />
Charles Kemble. Of <strong>the</strong>se, Booth remained to make his<br />
career in <strong>the</strong> States, fa<strong>the</strong>ring <strong>the</strong> nation’s most<br />
notorious actor, John Wilkes Booth (who later<br />
assassinated Abraham Lincoln), and its most famous<br />
Hamlet, Edwin Booth. 308 Edwin Booth’s Hamlet was described<br />
299 Taylor (1989, 16)<br />
300<br />
Thompson and Taylor (2006a, 98–99)<br />
301 Letter to Sir William Young, 10 January 1773, quoted by Uglow<br />
(1977, 473)<br />
302 Morrison (2002, 231)<br />
303 Moody (2002, 41)<br />
304 Moody (2002, 44), quoting Sheridan<br />
305 Gay (2002, 159)<br />
306 Dawson (2002, 185–187)<br />
307<br />
Morrison (2002, 232–233)<br />
308 Morrison (2002, 235–237)<br />
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as “like <strong>the</strong> dark, mad, dreamy, mysterious hero of a poem<br />
... [acted] in an ideal manner, as far removed as<br />
possible from <strong>the</strong> plane of actual life”. 309 Booth played<br />
Hamlet for 100 nights in <strong>the</strong> 1864/5 season at The Winter<br />
Garden Theatre, inaugurating <strong>the</strong> era of long-run<br />
Shakespeare in America. 310<br />
In <strong>the</strong> United Kingdom, <strong>the</strong> actor-managers of <strong>the</strong><br />
Victorian era (including Kean, Samuel Phelps, Macready,<br />
and Henry Irving) staged Shakespeare in a grand manner,<br />
with elaborate scenery and costumes. 311 The tendency of<br />
actor-managers to emphasise <strong>the</strong> importance of <strong>the</strong>ir own<br />
central character did not always meet with <strong>the</strong> critics’<br />
approval. George Bernard Shaw’s praise for Johnston<br />
Forbes-Robertson’s performance contains a sideswipe at<br />
Irving: “The story of <strong>the</strong> play was perfectly<br />
intelligible, and quite took <strong>the</strong> attention of <strong>the</strong><br />
audience off <strong>the</strong> principal actor at moments. What is <strong>the</strong><br />
Lyceum coming to?” 312<br />
In London, Edmund Kean was <strong>the</strong> first Hamlet to abandon<br />
<strong>the</strong> regal finery usually associated with <strong>the</strong> role in<br />
favour of a plain costume, and he is said to have<br />
surprised his audience by playing Hamlet as serious and<br />
introspective. 313 In stark contrast to earlier opulence,<br />
William Poel’s 1881 production of <strong>the</strong> Q1 text was an<br />
early attempt at reconstructing <strong>the</strong> Elizabethan <strong>the</strong>atre’s<br />
austerity; his only backdrop was a set of red curtains. 314<br />
Sarah Bernhardt played <strong>the</strong> prince in her popular 1899<br />
London production. In contrast to <strong>the</strong> “effeminate” view<br />
of <strong>the</strong> central character that usually accompanied a<br />
female casting, she described her character as “manly and<br />
resolute, but none<strong>the</strong>less thoughtful ... [he] thinks<br />
before he acts, a trait indicative of great strength and<br />
great spiritual power”. 315<br />
In France, Charles Kemble initiated an enthusiasm for<br />
Shakespeare; and leading members of <strong>the</strong> Romantic movement<br />
such as Victor Hugo and Alexandre Dumas saw his 1827<br />
Paris performance of Hamlet, particularly admiring <strong>the</strong><br />
madness of Harriet Smithson’s Ophelia. 316 In Germany,<br />
Hamlet had become so assimilated by <strong>the</strong> mid-19th century<br />
309 William Winter, New York Tribune 26 October 1875, quoted by<br />
Morrison (2002, 241)<br />
310<br />
Morrison (2002, 241)<br />
311 Schoch (2002, 58–75)<br />
312 George Bernard Shaw in The Saturday Review 2 October 1897, quoted<br />
in Shaw (1961, 81)<br />
313 Moody (2002, 54)<br />
314 Halliday (1964, 204) and O'Connor (2002, 77)<br />
315 Sarah Bernhardt, in a letter to <strong>the</strong> London Daily Telegraph, quoted<br />
by Gay (2002, 164)<br />
316<br />
Holland (2002, 203–205).<br />
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that Ferdinand Freiligrath declared that “Germany is<br />
Hamlet”. 317 From <strong>the</strong> 1850s, <strong>the</strong> Parsi <strong>the</strong>atre tradition in<br />
India transformed Hamlet into folk performances, with<br />
dozens of songs added. 318<br />
20th century<br />
In 1908, Edward Gordon Craig designed <strong>the</strong> MAT production<br />
of Hamlet (1911–12). The isolated figure of Hamlet<br />
reclines in <strong>the</strong> dark foreground, while behind a gauze <strong>the</strong><br />
rest of <strong>the</strong> court are absorbed in a bright, unified<br />
golden pyramid emanating from Claudius. Craig’s famous<br />
screens are flat against <strong>the</strong> back in this scene.<br />
Apart from some western troupes’ 19th-century visits, <strong>the</strong><br />
first professional performance of Hamlet in Japan was<br />
Otojiro Kawakami’s 1903 Shimpa (“new school <strong>the</strong>atre”)<br />
adaptation. 319 Shoyo Tsubouchi translated Hamlet and<br />
produced a performance in 1911 that blended Shingeki<br />
(“new drama”) and Kabuki styles. This hybrid-genre<br />
reached its peak in Fukuda Tsuneari’s 1955 Hamlet. In<br />
1998, Yukio Ninagawa produced an acclaimed version of<br />
Hamlet in <strong>the</strong> style of Nō <strong>the</strong>atre, which he took to<br />
London. 320<br />
Constantin Stanislavski and Edward Gordon Craig—two of<br />
<strong>the</strong> 20th century’s most influential <strong>the</strong>atre<br />
practitioners—collaborated on <strong>the</strong> Moscow Art Theatre’s<br />
seminal production of 1911–12. 321 While Craig favoured<br />
stylised abstraction, Stanislavski, armed with his<br />
‘system,’ explored psychological motivation. 322 Craig<br />
conceived of <strong>the</strong> play as a symbolist monodrama, offering<br />
a dream-like vision as seen through Hamlet’s eyes<br />
alone. 323 This was most evident in <strong>the</strong> staging of <strong>the</strong><br />
first court scene. 324 The most famous aspect of <strong>the</strong><br />
317 Dawson (2002, 184)<br />
318 Dawson (2002, 188)<br />
319 Gillies et al. (2002, 259–262)<br />
320 Dawson (2002, 180).<br />
321 For more on this production, see <strong>the</strong> MAT production of Hamlet<br />
article. Craig and Stanislavski began planning <strong>the</strong> production in 1908<br />
but, due to a serious illness of Stanislavski's, it was delayed until<br />
December, 1911. See Benedetti (1998, 188–211)<br />
322 Benedetti (1999, 189, 195)<br />
323 On Craig's relationship to Symbolism, Russian symbolism, and its<br />
principles of monodrama in particular, see Taxidou (1998, 38–41); on<br />
Craig's staging proposals, see Innes (1983, 153); on <strong>the</strong> centrality<br />
of <strong>the</strong> protagonist and his mirroring of <strong>the</strong> 'authorial self', see<br />
Taxidou (1998, 181, 188) and Innes (1983, 153)<br />
324 The <strong>First</strong> Court Scene: Hamlet 1.2.1–128. A brightly lit, golden<br />
pyramid descended from Claudius's throne, representing <strong>the</strong> feudal<br />
hierarchy, giving <strong>the</strong> illusion of a single, unified mass of bodies.<br />
In <strong>the</strong> dark, shadowy foreground, separated by a gauze, Hamlet lay, as<br />
if dreaming. On Claudius's exit-line <strong>the</strong> figures remained but <strong>the</strong><br />
gauze was loosened, so that <strong>the</strong>y appeared to melt away as if Hamlet's<br />
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production is Craig’s use of large, abstract screens that<br />
altered <strong>the</strong> size and shape of <strong>the</strong> acting area for each<br />
scene, representing <strong>the</strong> character’s state of mind<br />
spatially or visualising a dramaturgical progression. 325<br />
The production attracted enthusiastic and unprecedented<br />
world-wide attention for <strong>the</strong> <strong>the</strong>atre and placed it “on<br />
<strong>the</strong> cultural map for Western Europe”. 326<br />
Hamlet is often played with contemporary political<br />
overtones. Leopold Jessner’s 1926 production at <strong>the</strong><br />
Berlin Staats<strong>the</strong>ater portrayed Claudius’s court as a<br />
parody of <strong>the</strong> corrupt and fawning court of Kaiser<br />
Wilhelm. 327 In Poland, <strong>the</strong> number of productions of Hamlet<br />
has tended to increase at times of political unrest,<br />
since its political <strong>the</strong>mes (suspected crimes, coups,<br />
surveillance) can be used to comment on a contemporary<br />
situation. 328 Similarly, Czech directors have used <strong>the</strong><br />
play at times of occupation: a 1941 Vinohrady Theatre<br />
production “emphasised, with due caution, <strong>the</strong> helpless<br />
situation of an intellectual attempting to endure in a<br />
ruthless environment”. 329 In China, performances of Hamlet<br />
often have political significance: Gu Wuwei’s 1916 The<br />
Usurper of State Power, an amalgam of Hamlet and Macbeth,<br />
was an attack on Yuan Shikai’s attempt to overthrow <strong>the</strong><br />
republic. [150] In 1942, Jiao Juyin directed <strong>the</strong> play in a<br />
Confucian temple in Sichuan Province, to which <strong>the</strong><br />
government had retreated from <strong>the</strong> advancing Japanese. In<br />
<strong>the</strong> immediate aftermath of <strong>the</strong> collapse of <strong>the</strong> protests<br />
at Tiananmen Square, Lin Zhaohua staged a 1990 Hamlet in<br />
which <strong>the</strong> prince was an ordinary individual tortured by a<br />
loss of meaning. In this production, <strong>the</strong> actors playing<br />
Hamlet, Claudius and Polonius exchanged roles at crucial<br />
moments in <strong>the</strong> performance, including <strong>the</strong> moment of<br />
Claudius’s death, at which point <strong>the</strong> actor mainly<br />
associated with Hamlet fell to <strong>the</strong> ground. 330<br />
Notable stagings in London and New York include<br />
Barrymore’s 1925 production at <strong>the</strong> Haymarket; it<br />
influenced subsequent performances by John Gielgud and<br />
Laurence Olivier. 331 Gielgud played <strong>the</strong> central role many<br />
times: his 1936 New York production ran for 136<br />
performances, leading to <strong>the</strong> accolade that he was “<strong>the</strong><br />
thoughts had turned elsewhere. For this effect, <strong>the</strong> scene received an<br />
ovation, which was unheard of at <strong>the</strong> MAT. See Innes (1983, 152)<br />
325 See Innes (1983, 140–175; esp. 165–167 on <strong>the</strong> use of <strong>the</strong> screens)<br />
326 Innes (1983, 172)<br />
327 Hortmann (2002, 214)<br />
328<br />
Hortmann (2002, 223).<br />
329 Burian (1993), quoted by Hortmann (2002, 224–225)<br />
330 Gillies et al. (2002, 267–269)<br />
331<br />
Morrison (2002, 247–248); Thompson and Taylor (2006a, 109)<br />
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finest interpreter of <strong>the</strong> role since Barrymore”. 332<br />
Although “posterity has treated Maurice Evans less<br />
kindly”, throughout <strong>the</strong> 1930s and 1940s he was regarded<br />
by many as <strong>the</strong> leading interpreter of Shakespeare in <strong>the</strong><br />
United States and in <strong>the</strong> 1938/9 season he presented<br />
Broadway’s first uncut Hamlet, running four and a half<br />
hours. 333 Olivier’s 1937 performance at <strong>the</strong> Old Vic<br />
Theatre was popular with audiences but not with critics,<br />
with James Agate writing in a famous review in The Sunday<br />
Times, “Mr. Olivier does not speak poetry badly. He does<br />
not speak it at all.” 334 In 1937 Tyrone Guthrie directed<br />
<strong>the</strong> play at Elsinore, Denmark with Laurence Olivier as<br />
Hamlet and Vivien Leigh as Ophelia.<br />
In 1963, Olivier directed Peter O’Toole as Hamlet in <strong>the</strong><br />
inaugural performance of <strong>the</strong> newly formed National<br />
Theatre; critics found resonance between O’Toole’s Hamlet<br />
and John Osborne’s hero, Jimmy Porter, from Look Back in<br />
Anger. 335<br />
Richard Burton received his third Tony Award nomination<br />
when he played his second Hamlet, his first under John<br />
Gielgud’s direction, in 1964 in a production that holds<br />
<strong>the</strong> record for <strong>the</strong> longest run of <strong>the</strong> play in Broadway<br />
history (136 performances). The performance was set on a<br />
bare stage, conceived to appear like a dress rehearsal,<br />
with Burton in a black v-neck sweater, and Gielgud<br />
himself tape-recorded <strong>the</strong> voice for <strong>the</strong> Ghost (which<br />
appeared as a looming shadow). It was immortalised both<br />
on record and on a film that played in US <strong>the</strong>atres for a<br />
week in 1964 as well as being <strong>the</strong> subject of books<br />
written by cast members William Redfield and Richard L.<br />
Sterne. O<strong>the</strong>r New York portrayals of Hamlet of note<br />
include that of Ralph Fiennes‘s in 1995 (for which he won<br />
<strong>the</strong> Tony Award for Best <strong>Act</strong>or) – which ran, from first<br />
preview to closing night, a total of one hundred<br />
performances. About <strong>the</strong> Fiennes Hamlet Vincent Canby<br />
wrote in The New York Times that it was “...not one for<br />
literary sleuths and Shakespeare scholars. It respects<br />
<strong>the</strong> play, but it doesn’t provide any new material for<br />
arcane debates on what it all means. Instead it’s an<br />
intelligent, beautifully read ...” 336 Stacy Keach played<br />
<strong>the</strong> role with an all-star cast at Joseph Papp’s Delacorte<br />
Theatre in <strong>the</strong> early 70’s, with Colleen Dewhurst‘s<br />
Gertrude, James Earl Jones‘s King, Barnard Hughes’s<br />
332 Morrison (2002, 249)<br />
333 Morrison (2002, 249–250)<br />
334 "Olivier" by Robert Tanitch, Abbeville Press, 1985<br />
335 Smallwood (2002, 108); National Theatre reviews Retrieved: 4<br />
December 2007<br />
336 Vincent Canby, "Theatre Review: Ralph Fiennes as Mod Hamlet," The<br />
New York Times May 3, 1995<br />
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Polonius, Sam Waterston‘s Laertes and Raul Julia’s Osric.<br />
Sam Waterston later played <strong>the</strong> role himself at <strong>the</strong><br />
Delacorte for <strong>the</strong> New York Shakespeare Festival, and <strong>the</strong><br />
show transferred to <strong>the</strong> Vivian Beaumont Theatre in 1975<br />
(Stephen Lang played Bernardo and o<strong>the</strong>r roles). Stephen<br />
Lang‘s Hamlet for <strong>the</strong> Roundabout Theatre Company in 1992<br />
received positive reviews, and ran for sixty-one<br />
performances. David Warner played <strong>the</strong> role with <strong>the</strong> Royal<br />
Shakespeare Theatre in 1965. William Hurt (at Circle Rep<br />
Off-Broadway, memorably performing “To Be Or Not to Be”<br />
while lying on <strong>the</strong> floor), Jon Voight at Rutgers, and<br />
Christopher Walken (fiercely) at Stratford CT have all<br />
played <strong>the</strong> role, as has Diane Venora at <strong>the</strong> Public<br />
Theatre. Off Broadway, <strong>the</strong> Riverside Shakespeare Company<br />
mounted an uncut first folio Hamlet in 1978 at Columbia<br />
University, with a playing time of under three hours. 337<br />
In fact, Hamlet is <strong>the</strong> most produced Shakespeare play in<br />
New York <strong>the</strong>atre history, with sixty-four recorded<br />
productions on Broadway, and an untold number Off<br />
Broadway. 338<br />
Ian Charleson performed Hamlet from 9 October to 13<br />
November 1989, in Richard Eyre’s production at <strong>the</strong><br />
Olivier Theatre, replacing Daniel Day-Lewis, who had<br />
abandoned <strong>the</strong> production. Seriously ill from AIDS at <strong>the</strong><br />
time, Charleson died eight weeks after his last<br />
performance. Fellow actor and friend, Sir Ian McKellen,<br />
said that Charleson played Hamlet so well it was as if he<br />
had rehearsed <strong>the</strong> role all his life; McKellen called it<br />
“<strong>the</strong> perfect Hamlet”. 339,340 The performance garnered o<strong>the</strong>r<br />
major accolades as well, some critics echoing McKellen in<br />
calling it <strong>the</strong> definitive Hamlet performance. 341<br />
21st century<br />
In May 2009, Hamlet opened with Jude Law in <strong>the</strong> title<br />
role at <strong>the</strong> Donmar Warehouse West End season at Wyndham’s<br />
Theatre. The production officially opened on 3 June and<br />
337 Ari Panagako, "Dandy Hamlet Bows Uptown", Heights/Inwood Press of<br />
North Manhattan, June 14, 1978<br />
338 According to <strong>the</strong> Internet Broadway Database "show".<br />
http://www.ibdb.com/show; Romeo and Juliet is <strong>the</strong> second mostproduced<br />
Shakespeare play on Broadway, with thirty-four different<br />
productions, followed by Twelfth Night, with thirty<br />
339 Ian McKellen, Alan Bates, Hugh Hudson, et al. For Ian Charleson: A<br />
Tribute. London: Constable and Company, 1990. p. 124<br />
340 Barratt, Mark. Ian McKellen: An Unofficial Biography. Virgin<br />
Books, 2005. p. 63<br />
341 "The Readiness Was All: Ian Charleson and Richard Eyre's Hamlet,"<br />
by Richard Allan Davison. In Shakespeare: Text and Theater, Lois<br />
Potter and Arthur F. Kinney, eds. Newark: University of Delaware<br />
Press, 1999. pp. 170–182<br />
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an through 22 August 2009. 342,343 A fur<strong>the</strong>r production of<br />
<strong>the</strong> play ran at Elsinore Castle in Denmark from 25–30<br />
August 2009. 344 The Jude Law Hamlet <strong>the</strong>n moved to<br />
Broadway, and ran for 12 weeks at <strong>the</strong> Broadhurst Theatre<br />
in New York. 345,346<br />
Screen performances<br />
The earliest screen success for Hamlet was Sarah<br />
Bernhardt’s five-minute film of <strong>the</strong> fencing scene, 347<br />
produced in 1900. The film was a crude talkie, in that<br />
music and words were recorded on phonograph records, to<br />
be played along with <strong>the</strong> film. 348 Silent versions were<br />
released in 1907, 1908, 1910, 1913, 1917, and 1920. In<br />
<strong>the</strong> 1920 version, Asta Nielsen played Hamlet as a woman<br />
who spends her life disguised as a man.<br />
Laurence Olivier’s 1948 moody black-and-white Hamlet won<br />
best picture and best actorOscars. His interpretation<br />
stressed <strong>the</strong> Oedipal overtones of <strong>the</strong> play, and cast 28year-old<br />
Eileen Herlie as Hamlet’s mo<strong>the</strong>r, opposite<br />
himself, at 41, as Hamlet. 349 Shakespeare experts Sir John<br />
Gielgud and Kenneth Branagh consider <strong>the</strong> definitive<br />
rendition of <strong>the</strong> Bard’s tragic tale 350 to be <strong>the</strong> 1964<br />
Russian film Gamlet (Russian: Гамлет) based on a<br />
translation by Boris Pasternak and directed by Grigori<br />
Kozintsev, with a score by Dmitri Shostakovich. 351<br />
Innokenty Smoktunovsky was cast in <strong>the</strong> role of Hamlet; he<br />
was particularly praised by Sir Laurence Olivier.<br />
John Gielgud directed Richard Burton in a Broadway<br />
production at <strong>the</strong> Lunt-Fontanne Theatre in 1964–5, <strong>the</strong><br />
longest-running Hamlet in <strong>the</strong> U.S. to date. A live film<br />
of <strong>the</strong> production was produced using “Electronovision”, a<br />
method of recording a live performance with multiple<br />
video cameras and converting <strong>the</strong> image to film. 352 Eileen<br />
342 Mark Shenton, "Jude Law to Star in Donmar's Hamlet." The Stage. 10<br />
Sep-tember 2007. Retrieved 19 November 2007<br />
343 "Cook, Eyre, Lee And More Join Jude Law In Grandage's HAMLET."<br />
broadwayworld.com. 4 February 2009. Retrieved 18 February 2009<br />
344 "Jude Law to play Hamlet at 'home' Kronborg Castle." The Daily<br />
Mirror. July 10, 2009. Retrieved July 14, 2009<br />
345 "Shakespeare's Hamlet with Jude Law". Charlie Rose Show. video<br />
53:55, 2 October 2009. Retrieved 6 October 2009<br />
346 Dave Itzkoff, "Donmar Warehouse’s ‘Hamlet’ Coming to Broadway With<br />
Jude Law." New York Times. June 30, 2009. Retrieved September 10,<br />
2009<br />
347 The Fencing Scene: Hamlet 5.2.203–387<br />
348 Brode (2001, 117–118)<br />
349 Davies (2000, 171)<br />
350 "Innokenti Smoktunovsky - Biography - Movies & TV - NYTimes.com".<br />
Movies.nytimes.com. http://movies.nytimes.com/person/66625/Innokenti-<br />
Smoktunovsky/biography. Retrieved 2010-05-29.<br />
351 Guntner (2000, 120–121)<br />
352 Brode (2001, 125–127).<br />
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Herlie repeated her role from Olivier’s film version as<br />
<strong>the</strong> Queen, and <strong>the</strong> voice of Gielgud was heard as <strong>the</strong><br />
Ghost. The Gielgud/Burton production was also recorded<br />
complete and released on LP by Columbia Records. The<br />
first Hamlet in color was a 1969 film directed by Tony<br />
Richardson with Nicol Williamson as Hamlet and Marianne<br />
Faithfull as Ophelia.<br />
In 1990 Franco Zeffirelli, whose Shakespeare films have<br />
been described as “sensual ra<strong>the</strong>r than cerebral”, 353 cast<br />
Mel Gibson—<strong>the</strong>n famous for <strong>the</strong> Mad Max and Lethal Weapon<br />
movies—in <strong>the</strong> title role of his 1990 version, and Glenn<br />
Close — <strong>the</strong>n famous as <strong>the</strong> psychotic “o<strong>the</strong>r woman” in<br />
Fatal Attraction — as Gertrude. 354 In contrast to<br />
Zeffirelli, whose Hamlet was heavily cut, Kenneth Branagh<br />
adapted, directed, and starred in a 1996 version<br />
containing every word of Shakespeare’s play, combining<br />
<strong>the</strong> material from <strong>the</strong> F1 and Q2 texts. Branagh’s Hamlet<br />
runs for around four hours. 355 Branagh set <strong>the</strong> film with<br />
late 19th-century costuming and furnishings; 356 and<br />
Blenheim Palace, built in <strong>the</strong> early 18th century, became<br />
Elsinore Castle in <strong>the</strong> external scenes. The film is<br />
structured as an epic and makes frequent use of<br />
flashbacks to highlight elements not made explicit in <strong>the</strong><br />
play: Hamlet’s sexual relationship with Kate Winslet’s<br />
Ophelia, for example, or his childhood affection for<br />
Yorick (played by Ken Dodd). 357<br />
In 2000, Michael Almereyda’sHamlet set <strong>the</strong> story in<br />
contemporary Manhattan, with Ethan Hawke playing Hamlet<br />
as a film student. Claudius (played by Kyle MacLachlan)<br />
became <strong>the</strong> CEO of “Denmark Corporation”, having taken<br />
over <strong>the</strong> company by killing his bro<strong>the</strong>r. 358<br />
Notable made-for-television productions of Hamlet include<br />
those starring Christopher Plummer (1964), Richard<br />
Chamberlain (1970; Hallmark Hall of Fame), Derek Jacobi<br />
(1980; Royal Shakespeare Company, BBC), Kevin Kline<br />
(1990), Campbell Scott (2000) and David Tennant (2010). 359<br />
There have also been several films that transposed <strong>the</strong><br />
general storyline of Hamlet or elements <strong>the</strong>reof to o<strong>the</strong>r<br />
settings. There have also been many films which included<br />
353 From Cartmell (2000, 212), Zeffirelli says he is trying to make<br />
Shakespeare "even more popular" in an interview quoted here given to<br />
The South Bank Show in December 1997<br />
354 Guntner (2000, 121–122).<br />
355 Crowl (2000, 232)<br />
356 Starks (1999, 272)<br />
357 Keyishian (2000, 78–79).<br />
358 Burnett (2000).<br />
359 Hamlet Great Performances, PBS<br />
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performances of scenes from Hamlet as a play-within-afilm.<br />
Notable Stage Pastiches<br />
There have been various “derivative works” of Hamlet<br />
which recast <strong>the</strong> story from <strong>the</strong> point of view of o<strong>the</strong>r<br />
characters, or tranpose <strong>the</strong> story into a new setting or<br />
act as sequels or prequels to Hamlet. This section is<br />
limited to those written for <strong>the</strong> stage.<br />
The best-known is Tom Stoppard’s 1966 play Rosencrantz<br />
and Guildenstern are Dead which retells many of <strong>the</strong><br />
events of <strong>the</strong> story from <strong>the</strong> point of view of <strong>the</strong><br />
characters Rosencrantz and Guildenstern as well as giving<br />
<strong>the</strong>m a backstory of <strong>the</strong>ir own. The play was nominated for<br />
eight Tony Awards, and won four: Best Play, Scenic and<br />
Costume Design, and Producer; <strong>the</strong> director and <strong>the</strong> three<br />
leading actors were nominated but did not win. It also<br />
won Best Play from <strong>the</strong> New York Drama Critics Circle in<br />
1968, and Outstanding Production from <strong>the</strong> Outer Critics<br />
Circle in 1969. Several times since 1995, <strong>the</strong> American<br />
Shakespeare Center has mounted repertories that included<br />
both Hamlet and Rosencrantz and Guildenstern, with <strong>the</strong><br />
same actors performing <strong>the</strong> same roles in each; in <strong>the</strong>ir<br />
2001 and 2009 seasons <strong>the</strong> two plays were “directed,<br />
designed, and rehearsed toge<strong>the</strong>r to make <strong>the</strong> most out of<br />
<strong>the</strong> shared scenes and situations”. 360<br />
360 Warren, Jim. "Director's Notes". American Shakespeare Center.<br />
http://www.americanshakespearecenter.com/v.php?pg=153. Retrieved<br />
2009-06-20.<br />
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Hamlet, Prince of Denmark<br />
William Shakespeare
MEN<br />
Dramatis Personae<br />
CLAUDIUS, King of Denmark<br />
MARCELLUS, Officer<br />
HAMLET, son to <strong>the</strong> former, and nephew to <strong>the</strong> present king<br />
POLONIUS, Lord Chamberlain<br />
HORATIO, friend to Hamlet<br />
LAERTES, son to Polonius<br />
VOLTEMAND, courtier<br />
CORNELIUS, courtier<br />
ROSENCRANTZ, courtier<br />
GUILDENSTERN, courtier<br />
OSRIC, courtier<br />
MARCELLUS, officer<br />
BERNARDO, officer<br />
FRANCISCO, a soldier<br />
REYNALDO, servant to Polonius<br />
TWO CLOWNS, gravediggers<br />
FORTINBRAS, Prince of Norway<br />
GHOST of Hamlet's Fa<strong>the</strong>r<br />
A Norwegian Captain<br />
English Ambassadors<br />
A Gentleman, courtier<br />
A Priest<br />
Players<br />
WOMEN<br />
GETRUDE, Queen of Denmark, mo<strong>the</strong>r to Hamlet<br />
OPHELIA, daughter to Polonius<br />
Lords, ladies, Officers, Soldiers, Sailors, Messengers,<br />
Attendants.<br />
Scene: Elsinore in Denmark
I.i.<br />
<strong>Act</strong> <strong>the</strong> <strong>First</strong><br />
[Elsinore. A platform before <strong>the</strong> castle. Enter FRANCISCO,<br />
who paces up and down at his post; <strong>the</strong>n BERNARDO, who<br />
approaches him<br />
Who's <strong>the</strong>re?<br />
BERNARDO<br />
FRANCISCO<br />
Nay, answer me. Stand and unfold yourself.<br />
Long live <strong>the</strong> King!<br />
Bernardo?<br />
He.<br />
BERNARDO<br />
FRANCISCO<br />
BERNARDO<br />
FRANCISCO<br />
You come most carefully upon your hour.<br />
BERNARDO<br />
'Tis now struck twelve. Get <strong>the</strong>e to bed, Francisco.<br />
FRANCISCO<br />
For this relief much thanks. 'Tis bitter cold,<br />
And I am sick at heart.<br />
Have you had quiet guard?<br />
Not a mouse stirring.<br />
BERNARDO<br />
FRANCISCO<br />
BERNARDO<br />
Well, good night.<br />
If you do meet Horatio and Marcellus,<br />
The rivals of my watch, bid <strong>the</strong>m make haste.<br />
[Enter HORATIO and MARCELLUS<br />
FRANCISCO<br />
I think I hear <strong>the</strong>m. Stand, ho! Who is <strong>the</strong>re?<br />
Friends to this ground.<br />
HORATIO<br />
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And liegemen to <strong>the</strong> Dane.<br />
Give you good night.<br />
MARCELLUS<br />
FRANCISCO<br />
MARCELLUS<br />
O, farewell, honest soldier.<br />
Who hath reliev'd you?<br />
Bernardo hath my place.<br />
Give you good night.<br />
[Exit<br />
Holla, Bernardo!<br />
Say -<br />
What, is Horatio <strong>the</strong>re?<br />
A piece of him.<br />
FRANCISCO<br />
MARCELLUS<br />
BERNARDO<br />
HORATIO<br />
BERNARDO<br />
Welcome, Horatio. Welcome, good Marcellus.<br />
MARCELLUS<br />
What, has this thing appear'd again to-night?<br />
I have seen nothing.<br />
BERNARDO<br />
MARCELLUS<br />
Horatio says 'tis but our fantasy,<br />
And will not let belief take hold of him<br />
Touching this dreaded sight, twice seen of us.<br />
Therefore I have entreated him along,<br />
With us to watch <strong>the</strong> minutes of this night,<br />
That, if again this apparition come,<br />
He may approve our eyes and speak to it.<br />
HORATIO<br />
Tush, tush, 'twill not appear.<br />
BERNARDO<br />
Sit down awhile,<br />
And let us once again assail your ears,<br />
That are so fortified against our story,<br />
What we two nights have seen.<br />
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HORATIO<br />
Well, sit we down,<br />
And let us hear Bernardo speak of this.<br />
BERNARDO<br />
Last night of all,<br />
When yond same star that's westward from <strong>the</strong> pole<br />
Had made his course t' illume that part of heaven<br />
Where now it burns, Marcellus and myself,<br />
The bell <strong>the</strong>n beating one -<br />
[Enter GHOST<br />
MARCELLUS<br />
Peace! Break <strong>the</strong>e off! Look where it comes again!<br />
BERNARDO<br />
In <strong>the</strong> same figure, like <strong>the</strong> King that's dead.<br />
MARCELLUS<br />
Thou art a scholar; speak to it, Horatio.<br />
BERNARDO<br />
Looks it not like <strong>the</strong> King? Mark it, Horatio.<br />
HORATIO<br />
Most like. It harrows me with fear and wonder.<br />
It would be spoke to.<br />
Question it, Horatio.<br />
BERNARDO<br />
MARCELLUS<br />
HORATIO<br />
What art thou that usurp'st this time of night<br />
Toge<strong>the</strong>r with that fair and warlike form<br />
In which <strong>the</strong> majesty of buried Denmark<br />
Did sometimes march? By heaven I charge <strong>the</strong>e speak!<br />
It is offended.<br />
See, it stalks away!<br />
MARCELLUS<br />
BERNARDO<br />
HORATIO<br />
Stay! Speak, speak! I charge <strong>the</strong>e speak!<br />
Exit Ghost.<br />
MARCELLUS<br />
'Tis gone and will not answer.<br />
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BERNARDO<br />
How now, Horatio? You tremble and look pale.<br />
Is not this something more than fantasy?<br />
What think you on't?<br />
HORATIO<br />
Before my God, I might not this believe<br />
Without <strong>the</strong> sensible and true avouch<br />
Of mine own eyes.<br />
Is it not like <strong>the</strong> King?<br />
MARCELLUS<br />
HORATIO<br />
As thou art to thyself.<br />
Such was <strong>the</strong> very armour he had on<br />
When he th' ambitious Norway combated.<br />
So frown'd he once when, in an angry parle,<br />
He smote <strong>the</strong> sledded Polacks on <strong>the</strong> ice.<br />
'Tis strange.<br />
MARCELLUS<br />
Thus twice before, and jump at this dead hour,<br />
With martial stalk hath he gone by our watch.<br />
HORATIO<br />
In what particular thought to work I know not;<br />
But, in <strong>the</strong> gross and scope of my opinion,<br />
This bodes some strange eruption to our state.<br />
MARCELLUS<br />
Good now, sit down, and tell me he that knows,<br />
Why this same strict and most observant watch<br />
So nightly toils <strong>the</strong> subject of <strong>the</strong> land,<br />
And why such daily cast of brazen cannon<br />
And foreign mart for implements of war;<br />
Why such impress of shipwrights, whose sore task<br />
Does not divide <strong>the</strong> Sunday from <strong>the</strong> week.<br />
What might be toward, that this sweaty haste<br />
Doth make <strong>the</strong> night joint-labourer with <strong>the</strong> day?<br />
Who is't that can inform me?<br />
HORATIO<br />
That can I.<br />
At least, <strong>the</strong> whisper goes so. Our last king,<br />
Whose image even but now appear'd to us,<br />
Was, as you know, by Fortinbras of Norway,<br />
Thereto prick'd on by a most emulate pride,<br />
Dar'd to <strong>the</strong> combat; in which our valiant Hamlet<br />
(For so this side of our known world esteem'd him)<br />
Did slay this Fortinbras; who, by a seal'd compact,<br />
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HORATIO (CONT)<br />
Well ratified by law and heraldry,<br />
Did forfeit, with his life, all those his lands<br />
Which he stood seiz'd of, to <strong>the</strong> conqueror;<br />
Against <strong>the</strong> which a moiety competent<br />
Was gaged by our king; which had return'd<br />
To <strong>the</strong> inheritance of Fortinbras,<br />
Had he been vanquisher, as, by <strong>the</strong> same comart<br />
And carriage of <strong>the</strong> article design'd,<br />
His fell to Hamlet. Now, sir, young Fortinbras,<br />
Of unimproved mettle hot and full,<br />
Hath in <strong>the</strong> skirts of Norway, here and <strong>the</strong>re,<br />
Shark'd up a list of lawless resolutes,<br />
For food and diet, to some enterprise<br />
That hath a stomach in't; which is no o<strong>the</strong>r,<br />
As it doth well appear unto our state,<br />
But to recover of us, by strong hand<br />
And terms compulsatory, those foresaid lands<br />
So by his fa<strong>the</strong>r lost; and this, I take it,<br />
Is <strong>the</strong> main motive of our preparations,<br />
The source of this our watch, and <strong>the</strong> chief head<br />
Of this post-haste and romage in <strong>the</strong> land.<br />
BERNARDO<br />
I think it be no o<strong>the</strong>r but e'en so.<br />
Well may it sort that this portentous figure<br />
Comes armed through our watch, so like <strong>the</strong> King<br />
That was and is <strong>the</strong> question of <strong>the</strong>se wars.<br />
HORATIO<br />
A mote it is to trouble <strong>the</strong> mind's eye.<br />
In <strong>the</strong> most high and palmy state of Rome,<br />
A little ere <strong>the</strong> mightiest Julius fell,<br />
The graves stood tenantless, and <strong>the</strong> sheeted dead<br />
Did squeak and gibber in <strong>the</strong> Roman streets;<br />
As stars with trains of fire, and dews of blood,<br />
Disasters in <strong>the</strong> sun; and <strong>the</strong> moist star<br />
Upon whose influence Neptune's empire stands<br />
Was sick almost to doomsday with eclipse.<br />
And even <strong>the</strong> like precurse of fierce events,<br />
As harbingers preceding still <strong>the</strong> fates<br />
And prologue to <strong>the</strong> omen coming on,<br />
Have heaven and earth toge<strong>the</strong>r demonstrated<br />
Unto our climature and countrymen.<br />
[Enter GHOST again<br />
But soft! behold! Lo, where it comes again!<br />
I'll cross it, though it blast me. - Stay illusion!<br />
[Spreads his arms<br />
If thou hast any sound, or use of voice,<br />
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HORATIO (CONT)<br />
Speak to me.<br />
If <strong>the</strong>re be any good thing to be done,<br />
That may to <strong>the</strong>e do ease, and, race to me,<br />
Speak to me.<br />
If thou art privy to thy country's fate,<br />
Which happily foreknowing may avoid,<br />
O, speak!<br />
Or if thou hast uphoarded in thy life<br />
Extorted treasure in <strong>the</strong> womb of earth<br />
(For which, <strong>the</strong>y say, you spirits oft walk in death),<br />
The cock crows.<br />
Speak of it! Stay, and speak!- Stop it, Marcellus!<br />
MARCELLUS<br />
Shall I strike at it with my partisan?<br />
Do, if it will not stand.<br />
'Tis here!<br />
'Tis here!<br />
'Tis gone!<br />
[Exit GHOST<br />
HORATIO<br />
BERNARDO<br />
HORATIO<br />
MARCELLUS<br />
We do it wrong, being so majestical,<br />
To offer it <strong>the</strong> show of violence;<br />
For it is as <strong>the</strong> air, invulnerable,<br />
And our vain blows malicious mockery.<br />
BERNARDO<br />
It was about to speak, when <strong>the</strong> cock crew.<br />
HORATIO<br />
And <strong>the</strong>n it started, like a guilty thing<br />
Upon a fearful summons. I have heard<br />
The cock, that is <strong>the</strong> trumpet to <strong>the</strong> morn,<br />
Doth with his lofty and shrill-sounding throat<br />
Awake <strong>the</strong> god of day; and at his warning,<br />
Whe<strong>the</strong>r in sea or fire, in earth or air,<br />
Th' extravagant and erring spirit hies<br />
To his confine; and of <strong>the</strong> truth herein<br />
This present object made probation.<br />
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MARCELLUS<br />
It faded on <strong>the</strong> crowing of <strong>the</strong> cock.<br />
Some say that ever, 'gainst that season comes<br />
Wherein our Saviour's birth is celebrated,<br />
The bird of dawning singeth all night long;<br />
And <strong>the</strong>n, <strong>the</strong>y say, no spirit dare stir abroad,<br />
The nights are wholesome, <strong>the</strong>n no planets strike,<br />
No fairy takes, nor witch hath power to charm,<br />
So hallow'd and so gracious is <strong>the</strong> time.<br />
HORATIO<br />
So have I heard and do in part believe it.<br />
But look, <strong>the</strong> morn, in russet mantle clad,<br />
Walks o'er <strong>the</strong> dew of yon high eastward hill.<br />
Break we our watch up; and by my advice<br />
Let us impart what we have seen to-night<br />
Unto young Hamlet; for, upon my life,<br />
This spirit, dumb to us, will speak to him.<br />
Do you consent we shall acquaint him with it,<br />
As needful in our loves, fitting our duty?<br />
Let's do't, I pray; and I this morning know<br />
Where we shall find him most conveniently.<br />
[Exeunt<br />
I.ii.<br />
[Elsinore. A room of state in <strong>the</strong> castle. Flourish. Enter<br />
CLAUDIUS, King of Denmark, GERTRUDE <strong>the</strong> Queen, HAMLET,<br />
POLONIUS, LAERTES and his sister OPHELIA, VOLTEMAND,<br />
CORNELIUS, and Lords Attendant<br />
CLAUDIUS<br />
Though yet of Hamlet our dear bro<strong>the</strong>r's death<br />
The memory be green, and that it us befitted<br />
To bear our hearts in grief, and our whole kingdom<br />
To be contracted in one brow of woe,<br />
Yet so far hath discretion fought with nature<br />
That we with wisest sorrow think on him<br />
Toge<strong>the</strong>r with remembrance of ourselves.<br />
Therefore our sometime sister, now our queen,<br />
Th' imperial jointress to this warlike state,<br />
Have we, as 'twere with a defeated joy,<br />
With an auspicious, and a dropping eye,<br />
With mirth in funeral, and with dirge in marriage,<br />
In equal scale weighing delight and dole,<br />
Taken to wife; nor have we herein barr'd<br />
Your better wisdoms, which have freely gone<br />
With this affair along. For all, our thanks.<br />
Now follows, that you know, young Fortinbras,<br />
Holding a weak supposal of our worth,<br />
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CLAUDIUS (CONT)<br />
Or thinking by our late dear bro<strong>the</strong>r's death<br />
Our state to be disjoint and out of frame,<br />
Colleagued with this dream of his advantage,<br />
He hath not fail'd to pester us with message<br />
Importing <strong>the</strong> surrender of those lands<br />
Lost by his fa<strong>the</strong>r, with all bands of law,<br />
To our most valiant bro<strong>the</strong>r.<br />
So much for him.<br />
Now for ourself and for this time of meeting.<br />
Thus much <strong>the</strong> business is: we have here writ<br />
To Norway, uncle of young Fortinbras,<br />
Who, impotent and bedrid, scarcely hears<br />
Of this his nephew's purpose, to suppress<br />
His fur<strong>the</strong>r gait herein, in that <strong>the</strong> levies,<br />
The lists, and full proportions are all made<br />
Out of his subject; and we here dispatch<br />
You, good Cornelius, and you, Voltemand,<br />
For bearers of this greeting to old Norway,<br />
Giving to you no fur<strong>the</strong>r personal power<br />
To business with <strong>the</strong> King, more than <strong>the</strong> scope<br />
Of <strong>the</strong>se dilated articles allow.<br />
[Gives a paper<br />
Farewell, and let your haste commend your duty.<br />
CORNELIUS and VOLTEMAND<br />
In that, and all things, will we show our duty.<br />
CLAUDIUS<br />
We doubt it nothing. Heartily farewell.<br />
[Exeunt VOLTEMAND and CORNELIUS<br />
And now, Laertes, what's <strong>the</strong> news with you?<br />
You told us of some suit. What is't, Laertes?<br />
You cannot speak of reason to <strong>the</strong> Dane<br />
And lose your voice. What wouldst thou beg, Laertes,<br />
That shall not be my offer, not thy asking?<br />
The head is not more native to <strong>the</strong> heart,<br />
The hand more instrumental to <strong>the</strong> mouth,<br />
Than is <strong>the</strong> throne of Denmark to thy fa<strong>the</strong>r.<br />
What wouldst thou have, Laertes?<br />
LAERTES<br />
My dread lord,<br />
Your leave and favour to return to France;<br />
From whence though willingly I came to Denmark<br />
To show my duty in your coronation,<br />
Yet now I must confess, that duty done,<br />
My thoughts and wishes bend again toward France<br />
And bow <strong>the</strong>m to your gracious leave and pardon.<br />
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CLAUDIUS<br />
Have you your fa<strong>the</strong>r's leave? What says Polonius?<br />
POLONIUS<br />
He hath, my lord, wrung from me my slow leave<br />
By laboursome petition, and at last<br />
Upon his will I seal'd my hard consent.<br />
I do beseech you give him leave to go.<br />
CLAUDIUS<br />
Take thy fair hour, Laertes. Time be thine,<br />
And thy best graces spend it at thy will!<br />
But now, my cousin Hamlet, and my son-<br />
HAMLET<br />
[Aside] A little more than kin, and less than kind!<br />
CLAUDIUS<br />
How is it that <strong>the</strong> clouds still hang on you?<br />
HAMLET<br />
Not so, my lord. I am too much i' th' sun.<br />
GERTRUDE<br />
Good Hamlet, cast thy nighted colour off,<br />
And let thine eye look like a friend on Denmark.<br />
Do not for ever with thy vailed lids<br />
Seek for thy noble fa<strong>the</strong>r in <strong>the</strong> dust.<br />
Thou know'st 'tis common. All that lives must die,<br />
Passing through nature to eternity.<br />
Ay, madam, it is common.<br />
HAMLET<br />
GERTRUDE<br />
If it be,<br />
Why seems it so particular with <strong>the</strong>e?<br />
HAMLET<br />
Seems, madam, Nay, it is. I know not 'seems.'<br />
'Tis not alone my inky cloak, good mo<strong>the</strong>r,<br />
Nor customary suits of solemn black,<br />
Nor windy suspiration of forc'd breath,<br />
No, nor <strong>the</strong> fruitful river in <strong>the</strong> eye,<br />
Nor <strong>the</strong> dejected havior of <strong>the</strong> visage,<br />
Toge<strong>the</strong>r with all forms, moods, shapes of grief,<br />
'That can denote me truly. These indeed seem,<br />
For <strong>the</strong>y are actions that a man might play;<br />
But I have that within which passeth show-<br />
These but <strong>the</strong> trappings and <strong>the</strong> suits of woe.<br />
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CLAUDIUS<br />
'Tis sweet and commendable in your nature, Hamlet,<br />
To give <strong>the</strong>se mourning duties to your fa<strong>the</strong>r;<br />
But you must know, your fa<strong>the</strong>r lost a fa<strong>the</strong>r;<br />
That fa<strong>the</strong>r lost, lost his, and <strong>the</strong> survivor bound<br />
In filial obligation for some term<br />
To do obsequious sorrow. But to persever<br />
In obstinate condolement is a course<br />
Of impious stubbornness. 'Tis unmanly grief;<br />
It shows a will most incorrect to heaven,<br />
A heart unfortified, a mind impatient,<br />
An understanding simple and unschool'd;<br />
For what we know must be, and is as common<br />
As any <strong>the</strong> most vulgar thing to sense,<br />
Why should we in our peevish opposition<br />
Take it to heart? Fie! 'tis a fault to heaven,<br />
A fault against <strong>the</strong> dead, a fault to nature,<br />
To reason most absurd, whose common <strong>the</strong>me<br />
Is death of fa<strong>the</strong>rs, and who still hath cried,<br />
From <strong>the</strong> first corse till he that died to-day,<br />
'This must be so.' We pray you throw to earth<br />
This unprevailing woe, and think of us<br />
As of a fa<strong>the</strong>r; for let <strong>the</strong> world take note<br />
You are <strong>the</strong> most immediate to our throne,<br />
And with no less nobility of love<br />
Than that which dearest fa<strong>the</strong>r bears his son<br />
Do I impart toward you. For your intent<br />
In going back to school in Wittenberg,<br />
It is most retrograde to our desire;<br />
And we beseech you, bend you to remain<br />
Here in <strong>the</strong> cheer and comfort of our eye,<br />
Our chiefest courtier, cousin, and our son.<br />
GERTRUDE<br />
Let not thy mo<strong>the</strong>r lose her prayers, Hamlet.<br />
I pray <strong>the</strong>e stay with us, go not to Wittenberg.<br />
HAMLET<br />
I shall in all my best obey you, madam.<br />
CLAUDIUS<br />
Why, 'tis a loving and a fair reply.<br />
Be as ourself in Denmark. Madam, come.<br />
This gentle and unforc'd accord of Hamlet<br />
Sits smiling to my heart; in grace whereof,<br />
No jocund health that Denmark drinks to-day<br />
But <strong>the</strong> great cannon to <strong>the</strong> clouds shall tell,<br />
And <strong>the</strong> King's rouse <strong>the</strong> heaven shall bruit again,<br />
Respeaking earthly thunder. Come away.<br />
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[Flourish. Exeunt all but HAMLET<br />
HAMLET<br />
O that this too too solid flesh would melt,<br />
Thaw, and resolve itself into a dew!<br />
Or that <strong>the</strong> Everlasting had not fix'd<br />
His canon 'gainst self-slaughter! O God! God!<br />
How weary, stale, flat, and unprofitable<br />
Seem to me all <strong>the</strong> uses of this world!<br />
Fie on't! Ah, fie! 'Tis an unweeded garden<br />
That grows to seed; things rank and gross in nature<br />
Possess it merely. That it should come to this!<br />
But two months dead! Nay, not so much, not two.<br />
So excellent a king, that was to this<br />
Hyperion to a satyr; so loving to my mo<strong>the</strong>r<br />
That he might not beteem <strong>the</strong> winds of heaven<br />
Visit her face too roughly. Heaven and earth!<br />
Must I remember? Why, she would hang on him<br />
As if increase of appetite had grown<br />
By what it fed on; and yet, within a month -<br />
Let me not think on't! Frailty, thy name is woman! -<br />
A little month, or ere those shoes were old<br />
With which she followed my poor fa<strong>the</strong>r's body<br />
Like Niobe, all tears- why she, even she<br />
(O God! a beast that wants discourse of reason<br />
Would have mourn'd longer) married with my uncle;<br />
My fa<strong>the</strong>r's bro<strong>the</strong>r, but no more like my fa<strong>the</strong>r<br />
Than I to Hercules. Within a month,<br />
Ere yet <strong>the</strong> salt of most unrighteous tears<br />
Had left <strong>the</strong> flushing in her galled eyes,<br />
She married. O, most wicked speed, to post<br />
With such dexterity to incestuous sheets!<br />
It is not, nor it cannot come to good.<br />
But break my heart, for I must hold my tongue!<br />
[Enter HORATIO, MARCELLUS, and BERNARDO<br />
Hail to your lordship!<br />
HORATIO<br />
HAMLET<br />
I am glad to see you well.<br />
Horatio! - or I do forget myself.<br />
HORATIO<br />
The same, my lord, and your poor servant ever.<br />
HAMLET<br />
Sir, my good friend - I'll change that name with you.<br />
And what make you from Wittenberg, Horatio?<br />
Marcellus?<br />
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My good lord!<br />
MARCELLUS<br />
HAMLET<br />
I am very glad to see you. [To BERNARDO]<br />
Good even, sir. -<br />
But what, in faith, make you from Wittenberg?<br />
HORATIO<br />
A truant disposition, good my lord.<br />
HAMLET<br />
I would not hear your enemy say so,<br />
Nor shall you do my ear that violence<br />
To make it truster of your own report<br />
Against yourself. I know you are no truant.<br />
But what is your affair in Elsinore?<br />
We'll teach you to drink deep ere you depart.<br />
HORATIO<br />
My lord, I came to see your fa<strong>the</strong>r's funeral.<br />
HAMLET<br />
I pri<strong>the</strong>e do not mock me, fellow student.<br />
I think it was to see my mo<strong>the</strong>r's wedding.<br />
HORATIO<br />
Indeed, my lord, it followed hard upon.<br />
HAMLET<br />
Thrift, thrift, Horatio! The funeral bak'd meats<br />
Did coldly furnish forth <strong>the</strong> marriage tables.<br />
Would I had met my dearest foe in heaven<br />
Or ever I had seen that day, Horatio!<br />
My fa<strong>the</strong>r- methinks I see my fa<strong>the</strong>r.<br />
O, where, my lord?<br />
HORATIO<br />
HAMLET<br />
In my mind's eye, Horatio.<br />
HORATIO<br />
I saw him once. He was a goodly king.<br />
HAMLET<br />
He was a man, take him for all in all.<br />
I shall not look upon his like again.<br />
HORATIO<br />
My lord, I think I saw him yesternight.<br />
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Saw? Who?<br />
HAMLET<br />
HORATIO<br />
My lord, <strong>the</strong> King your fa<strong>the</strong>r.<br />
The King my fa<strong>the</strong>r?<br />
HAMLET<br />
HORATIO<br />
Season your admiration for a while<br />
With an attent ear, till I may deliver<br />
Upon <strong>the</strong> witness of <strong>the</strong>se gentlemen,<br />
This marvel to you.<br />
HAMLET<br />
For God's love let me hear!<br />
HORATIO<br />
Two nights toge<strong>the</strong>r had <strong>the</strong>se gentlemen<br />
(Marcellus and Bernardo) on <strong>the</strong>ir watch<br />
In <strong>the</strong> dead vast and middle of <strong>the</strong> night<br />
Been thus encount'red. A figure like your fa<strong>the</strong>r,<br />
Armed at point exactly, cap-a-pe,<br />
Appears before <strong>the</strong>m and with solemn march<br />
Goes slow and stately by <strong>the</strong>m. Thrice he walk'd<br />
By <strong>the</strong>ir oppress'd and fear-surprised eyes,<br />
Within his truncheon's length; whilst <strong>the</strong>y distill'd<br />
Almost to jelly with <strong>the</strong> act of fear,<br />
Stand dumb and speak not to him. This to me<br />
In dreadful secrecy impart <strong>the</strong>y did,<br />
And I with <strong>the</strong>m <strong>the</strong> third night kept <strong>the</strong> watch;<br />
Where, as <strong>the</strong>y had deliver'd, both in time,<br />
Form of <strong>the</strong> thing, each word made true and good,<br />
The apparition comes. I knew your fa<strong>the</strong>r.<br />
These hands are not more like.<br />
But where was this?<br />
HAMLET<br />
MARCELLUS<br />
My lord, upon <strong>the</strong> platform where we watch'd.<br />
Did you not speak to it?<br />
HAMLET<br />
HORATIO<br />
My lord, I did;<br />
But answer made it none. Yet once methought<br />
It lifted up it head and did address<br />
Itself to motion, like as it would speak;<br />
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HORATIO (CONT)<br />
But even <strong>the</strong>n <strong>the</strong> morning cock crew loud,<br />
And at <strong>the</strong> sound it shrunk in haste away<br />
And vanish'd from our sight.<br />
'Tis very strange.<br />
HAMLET<br />
HORATIO<br />
As I do live, my honour'd lord, 'tis true;<br />
And we did think it writ down in our duty<br />
To let you know of it.<br />
HAMLET<br />
Indeed, indeed, sirs. But this troubles me.<br />
Hold you <strong>the</strong> watch to-night?<br />
We do, my lord.<br />
Arm'd, say you?<br />
Arm'd, my lord.<br />
From top to toe?<br />
MARCELLUS and BERNARDO<br />
HAMLET<br />
MARCELLUS and BERNARDO<br />
HAMLET<br />
My lord, from head to foot.<br />
MARCELLUS and BERNARDO<br />
HAMLET<br />
Then saw you not his face?<br />
HORATIO<br />
O, yes, my lord! He wore his beaver up.<br />
HAMLET<br />
What, look'd he frowningly.<br />
HORATIO<br />
A countenance more in sorrow than in anger.<br />
Pale or red?<br />
Nay, very pale.<br />
HAMLET<br />
HORATIO<br />
HAMLET<br />
And fix'd his eyes upon you?<br />
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Most constantly.<br />
I would I had been <strong>the</strong>re.<br />
HORATIO<br />
HAMLET<br />
HORATIO<br />
It would have much amaz'd you.<br />
HAMLET<br />
Very like, very like. Stay'd it long?<br />
HORATIO<br />
While one with moderate haste might tell a hundred.<br />
Longer, longer.<br />
Not when I saw't.<br />
MARCELLUS and BERNARDO<br />
HORATIO<br />
HAMLET<br />
His beard was grizzled - no?<br />
HORATIO<br />
It was, as I have seen it in his life,<br />
A sable silver'd.<br />
HAMLET<br />
I will watch to-night.<br />
Perchance 'twill walk again.<br />
I warr'nt it will.<br />
HORATIO<br />
HAMLET<br />
If it assume my noble fa<strong>the</strong>r's person,<br />
I'll speak to it, though hell itself should gape<br />
And bid me hold my peace. I pray you all,<br />
If you have hi<strong>the</strong>rto conceal'd this sight,<br />
Let it be tenable in your silence still;<br />
And whatsoever else shall hap to-night,<br />
Give it an understanding but no tongue.<br />
I will requite your loves. So, fare you well.<br />
Upon <strong>the</strong> platform, 'twixt eleven and twelve,<br />
I'll visit you.<br />
Our duty to your honour.<br />
ALL<br />
HAMLET<br />
Your loves, as mine to you. Farewell.<br />
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[Exeunt all but HAMLET<br />
HAMLET (CONT)<br />
My fa<strong>the</strong>r's spirit - in arms? All is not well.<br />
I doubt some foul play. Would <strong>the</strong> night were come!<br />
Till <strong>the</strong>n sit still, my soul. Foul deeds will rise,<br />
Though all <strong>the</strong> earth o'erwhelm <strong>the</strong>m, to men's eyes.<br />
[Exit<br />
I.iii.<br />
[Elsinore. A room in <strong>the</strong> house of Polonius. Enter LAERTES<br />
and OPHELIA<br />
LAERTES<br />
My necessaries are embark'd. Farewell.<br />
And, sister, as <strong>the</strong> winds give benefit<br />
And convoy is assistant, do not sleep,<br />
But let me hear from you.<br />
Do you doubt that?<br />
OPHELIA<br />
LAERTES<br />
For Hamlet, and <strong>the</strong> trifling of his favour,<br />
Hold it a fashion, and a toy in blood;<br />
A violet in <strong>the</strong> youth of primy nature,<br />
Forward, not permanent- sweet, not lasting;<br />
The perfume and suppliance of a minute;<br />
No more.<br />
No more but so?<br />
OPHELIA<br />
LAERTES<br />
Think it no more.<br />
For nature crescent does not grow alone<br />
In <strong>the</strong>ws and bulk; but as this temple waxes,<br />
The inward service of <strong>the</strong> mind and soul<br />
Grows wide withal. Perhaps he loves you now,<br />
And now no soil nor cautel doth besmirch<br />
The virtue of his will; but you must fear,<br />
His greatness weigh'd, his will is not his own;<br />
For he himself is subject to his birth.<br />
He may not, as unvalued persons do,<br />
Carve for himself, for on his choice depends<br />
The safety and health of this whole state,<br />
And <strong>the</strong>refore must his choice be circumscrib'd<br />
Unto <strong>the</strong> voice and yielding of that body<br />
Whereof he is <strong>the</strong> head. Then if he says he loves you,<br />
It fits your wisdom so far to believe it<br />
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LAERTES (CONT)<br />
As he in his particular act and place<br />
May give his saying deed; which is no fur<strong>the</strong>r<br />
Than <strong>the</strong> main voice of Denmark goes withal.<br />
Then weigh what loss your honour may sustain<br />
If with too credent ear you list his songs,<br />
Or lose your heart, or your chaste treasure open<br />
To his unmast'red importunity.<br />
Fear it, Ophelia, fear it, my dear sister,<br />
And keep you in <strong>the</strong> rear of your affection,<br />
Out of <strong>the</strong> shot and danger of desire.<br />
The chariest maid is prodigal enough<br />
If she unmask her beauty to <strong>the</strong> moon.<br />
Virtue itself scopes not calumnious strokes.<br />
The canker galls <strong>the</strong> infants of <strong>the</strong> spring<br />
Too oft before <strong>the</strong>ir buttons be disclos'd,<br />
And in <strong>the</strong> morn and liquid dew of youth<br />
Contagious blastments are most imminent.<br />
Be wary <strong>the</strong>n; best safety lies in fear.<br />
Youth to itself rebels, though none else near.<br />
OPHELIA<br />
I shall th' effect of this good lesson keep<br />
As watchman to my heart. But, good my bro<strong>the</strong>r,<br />
Do not as some ungracious pastors do,<br />
Show me <strong>the</strong> steep and thorny way to heaven,<br />
Whiles, like a puff'd and reckless libertine,<br />
Himself <strong>the</strong> primrose path of dalliance treads<br />
And recks not his own rede.<br />
O, fear me not!<br />
[Enter POLONIUS<br />
LAERTES<br />
I stay too long. But here my fa<strong>the</strong>r comes.<br />
A double blessing is a double grace;<br />
Occasion smiles upon a second leave.<br />
POLONIUS<br />
Yet here, Laertes? Aboard, aboard, for shame!<br />
The wind sits in <strong>the</strong> shoulder of your sail,<br />
And you are stay'd for.<br />
There - my blessing with <strong>the</strong>e!<br />
And <strong>the</strong>se few precepts in thy memory<br />
Look thou character. Give thy thoughts no tongue,<br />
Nor any unproportion'd thought his act.<br />
Be thou familiar, but by no means vulgar:<br />
Those friends thou hast, and <strong>the</strong>ir adoption tried,<br />
Grapple <strong>the</strong>m unto thy soul with hoops of steel;<br />
But do not dull thy palm with entertainment<br />
Of each new-hatch'd, unfledg'd comrade. Beware<br />
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POLONIUS (CONT)<br />
Of entrance to a quarrel; but being in,<br />
Bear't that th' opposed may beware of <strong>the</strong>e.<br />
Give every man thine ear, but few thy voice;<br />
Take each man's censure, but reserve thy judgment.<br />
Costly thy habit as thy purse can buy,<br />
But not express'd in fancy; rich, not gaudy;<br />
For <strong>the</strong> apparel oft proclaims <strong>the</strong> man,<br />
And <strong>the</strong>y in France of <strong>the</strong> best rank and station<br />
Are most select and generous, chief in that.<br />
Nei<strong>the</strong>r a borrower nor a lender be;<br />
For loan oft loses both itself and friend,<br />
And borrowing dulls <strong>the</strong> edge of husbandry.<br />
This above all - to thine own self be true,<br />
And it must follow, as <strong>the</strong> night <strong>the</strong> day,<br />
Thou canst not <strong>the</strong>n be false to any man.<br />
Farewell. My blessing season this in <strong>the</strong>e!<br />
LAERTES<br />
Most humbly do I take my leave, my lord.<br />
POLONIUS<br />
The time invites you. Go, your servants tend.<br />
LAERTES<br />
Farewell, Ophelia, and remember well<br />
What I have said to you.<br />
OPHELIA<br />
'Tis in my memory lock'd,<br />
And you yourself shall keep <strong>the</strong> key of it.<br />
Farewell.<br />
[Exit<br />
LAERTES<br />
POLONIUS<br />
What is't, Ophelia, he hath said to you?<br />
OPHELIA<br />
So please you, something touching <strong>the</strong> Lord Hamlet.<br />
POLONIUS<br />
Marry, well bethought!<br />
'Tis told me he hath very oft of late<br />
Given private time to you, and you yourself<br />
Have of your audience been most free and bounteous.<br />
If it be so - as so 'tis put on me,<br />
And that in way of caution - I must tell you<br />
You do not understand yourself so clearly<br />
As it behooves my daughter and your honour.<br />
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POLONIUS (CONT)<br />
What is between you? Give me up <strong>the</strong> truth.<br />
OPHELIA<br />
He hath, my lord, of late made many tenders<br />
Of his affection to me.<br />
POLONIUS<br />
Affection? Pooh! You speak like a green girl,<br />
Unsifted in such perilous circumstance.<br />
Do you believe his tenders, as you call <strong>the</strong>m?<br />
OPHELIA<br />
I do not know, my lord, what I should think,<br />
POLONIUS<br />
Marry, I will teach you! Think yourself a baby<br />
That you have ta'en <strong>the</strong>se tenders for true pay,<br />
Which are not sterling. Tender yourself more dearly,<br />
Or (not to crack <strong>the</strong> wind of <strong>the</strong> poor phrase,<br />
Running it thus) you'll tender me a fool.<br />
OPHELIA<br />
My lord, he hath importun'd me with love<br />
In honourable fashion.<br />
POLONIUS<br />
Ay, fashion you may call it. Go to, go to!<br />
OPHELIA<br />
And hath given countenance to his speech, my lord,<br />
With almost all <strong>the</strong> holy vows of heaven.<br />
POLONIUS<br />
Ay, springes to catch woodcocks! I do know,<br />
When <strong>the</strong> blood burns, how prodigal <strong>the</strong> soul<br />
Lends <strong>the</strong> tongue vows. These blazes, daughter,<br />
Giving more light than heat, extinct in both<br />
Even in <strong>the</strong>ir promise, as it is a-making,<br />
You must not take for fire. From this time<br />
Be something scanter of your maiden presence.<br />
Set your entreatments at a higher rate<br />
Than a command to parley. For Lord Hamlet,<br />
Believe so much in him, that he is young,<br />
And with a larger te<strong>the</strong>r may he walk<br />
Than may be given you. In few, Ophelia,<br />
Do not believe his vows; for <strong>the</strong>y are brokers,<br />
Not of that dye which <strong>the</strong>ir investments show,<br />
But mere implorators of unholy suits,<br />
Breathing like sanctified and pious bawds,<br />
The better to beguile. This is for all:<br />
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POLONIUS (CONT)<br />
I would not, in plain terms, from this time forth<br />
Have you so slander any moment leisure<br />
As to give words or talk with <strong>the</strong> Lord Hamlet.<br />
Look to't, I charge you. Come your ways.<br />
I shall obey, my lord.<br />
[Exeunt<br />
I.iv.<br />
OPHELIA<br />
[Elsinore. The platform before <strong>the</strong> castle. Enter HAMLET,<br />
HORATIO, and MARCELLUS<br />
HAMLET<br />
The air bites shrewdly; it is very cold.<br />
HORATIO<br />
It is a nipping and an eager air.<br />
What hour now?<br />
HAMLET<br />
HORATIO<br />
I think it lacks of twelve.<br />
No, it is struck.<br />
MARCELLUS<br />
HORATIO<br />
Indeed? I heard it not. It <strong>the</strong>n draws near <strong>the</strong> season<br />
Wherein <strong>the</strong> spirit held his wont to walk.<br />
A flourish of trumpets, and two pieces go off.<br />
What does this mean, my lord?<br />
HAMLET<br />
The King doth wake to-night and takes his rouse,<br />
Keeps wassail, and <strong>the</strong> swagg'ring upspring reels,<br />
And, as he drains his draughts of Rhenish down,<br />
The kettledrum and trumpet thus bray out<br />
The triumph of his pledge.<br />
Is it a custom?<br />
HORATIO<br />
HAMLET<br />
Ay, marry, is't;<br />
But to my mind, though I am native here<br />
And to <strong>the</strong> manner born, it is a custom<br />
More honour'd in <strong>the</strong> breach than <strong>the</strong> observance.<br />
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HAMLET (CONT)<br />
This heavy-headed revel east and west<br />
Makes us traduc'd and tax'd of o<strong>the</strong>r nations;<br />
They clip us drunkards and with swinish phrase<br />
Soil our addition; and indeed it takes<br />
From our achievements, though perform'd at height,<br />
The pith and marrow of our attribute.<br />
So oft it chances in particular men<br />
That, for some vicious mole of nature in <strong>the</strong>m,<br />
As in <strong>the</strong>ir birth - wherein <strong>the</strong>y are not guilty,<br />
Since nature cannot choose his origin -<br />
By <strong>the</strong> o'ergrowth of some complexion,<br />
Oft breaking down <strong>the</strong> pales and forts of reason,<br />
Or by some habit that too much o'erleavens<br />
The form of plausive manners, that <strong>the</strong>se men<br />
Carrying, I say, <strong>the</strong> stamp of one defect,<br />
Being nature's livery, or fortune's star,<br />
Their virtues else- be <strong>the</strong>y as pure as grace,<br />
As infinite as man may undergo-<br />
Shall in <strong>the</strong> general censure take corruption<br />
From that particular fault. The dram of e'il<br />
Doth all <strong>the</strong> noble substance often dout To his own<br />
scandal.<br />
[Enter GHOST<br />
Look, my lord, it comes!<br />
HORATIO<br />
HAMLET<br />
Angels and ministers of grace defend us!<br />
Be thou a spirit of health or goblin damn'd,<br />
Bring with <strong>the</strong>e airs from heaven or blasts from hell,<br />
Be thy intents wicked or charitable,<br />
Thou com'st in such a questionable shape<br />
That I will speak to <strong>the</strong>e. I'll call <strong>the</strong>e Hamlet,<br />
King, fa<strong>the</strong>r, royal Dane. O, answer me?<br />
Let me not burst in ignorance, but tell<br />
Why thy canoniz'd bones, hearsed in death,<br />
Have burst <strong>the</strong>ir cerements; why <strong>the</strong> sepulchre<br />
Wherein we saw <strong>the</strong>e quietly inurn'd,<br />
Hath op'd his ponderous and marble jaws<br />
To cast <strong>the</strong>e up again. What may this mean<br />
That thou, dead corse, again in complete steel,<br />
Revisits thus <strong>the</strong> glimpses of <strong>the</strong> moon,<br />
Making night hideous, and we fools of nature<br />
So horridly to shake our disposition<br />
With thoughts beyond <strong>the</strong> reaches of our souls?<br />
Say, why is this? wherefore? What should we do?<br />
Ghost beckons Hamlet.<br />
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HORATIO<br />
It beckons you to go away with it,<br />
As if it some impartment did desire<br />
To you alone.<br />
MARCELLUS<br />
Look with what courteous action<br />
It waves you to a more removed ground.<br />
But do not go with it!<br />
No, by no means!<br />
HORATIO<br />
HAMLET<br />
It will not speak. Then will I follow it.<br />
Do not, my lord!<br />
HORATIO<br />
HAMLET<br />
Why, what should be <strong>the</strong> fear?<br />
I do not set my life at a pin's fee;<br />
And for my soul, what can it do to that,<br />
Being a thing immortal as itself?<br />
It waves me forth again. I'll follow it.<br />
HORATIO<br />
What if it tempt you toward <strong>the</strong> flood, my lord,<br />
Or to <strong>the</strong> dreadful summit of <strong>the</strong> cliff<br />
That beetles o'er his base into <strong>the</strong> sea,<br />
And <strong>the</strong>re assume some o<strong>the</strong>r, horrible form<br />
Which might deprive your sovereignty of reason<br />
And draw you into madness? Think of it.<br />
The very place puts toys of desperation,<br />
Without more motive, into every brain<br />
That looks so many fadoms to <strong>the</strong> sea<br />
And hears it roar beneath.<br />
It waves me still.<br />
Go on. I'll follow <strong>the</strong>e.<br />
HAMLET<br />
You shall not go, my lord.<br />
Hold off your hands!<br />
MARCELLUS<br />
HAMLET<br />
HORATIO<br />
Be rul'd. You shall not go.<br />
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HAMLET<br />
My fate cries out<br />
And makes each petty artire in this body<br />
As hardy as <strong>the</strong> Nemean lion's nerve.<br />
[GHOST beckons<br />
Still am I call'd. Unhand me, gentlemen.<br />
By heaven, I'll make a ghost of him that lets me! -<br />
I say, away! - Go on. I'll follow <strong>the</strong>e.<br />
[Exeunt GHOST and HAMLET<br />
HORATIO<br />
He waxes desperate with imagination.<br />
MARCELLUS<br />
Let's follow. 'Tis not fit thus to obey him.<br />
HORATIO<br />
Have after. To what issue wail this come?<br />
MARCELLUS<br />
Something is rotten in <strong>the</strong> state of Denmark.<br />
Heaven will direct it.<br />
Nay, let's follow him.<br />
[Exeunt<br />
I.v.<br />
HORATIO<br />
MARCELLUS<br />
[Elsinore. The castle. Ano<strong>the</strong>r part of <strong>the</strong> fortifications.<br />
Enter GHOST and HAMLET<br />
HAMLET<br />
Whi<strong>the</strong>r wilt thou lead me? Speak! I'll go no fur<strong>the</strong>r.<br />
Mark me.<br />
I will.<br />
GHOST<br />
HAMLET<br />
GHOST<br />
My hour is almost come,<br />
When I to sulph'rous and tormenting flames<br />
Must render up myself.<br />
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Alas, poor ghost!<br />
HAMLET<br />
GHOST<br />
Pity me not, but lend thy serious hearing<br />
To what I shall unfold.<br />
HAMLET<br />
Speak. I am bound to hear.<br />
GHOST<br />
So art thou to revenge, when thou shalt hear.<br />
What?<br />
HAMLET<br />
GHOST<br />
I am thy fa<strong>the</strong>r's spirit,<br />
Doom'd for a certain term to walk <strong>the</strong> night,<br />
And for <strong>the</strong> day confin'd to fast in fires,<br />
Till <strong>the</strong> foul crimes done in my days of nature<br />
Are burnt and purg'd away. But that I am forbid<br />
To tell <strong>the</strong> secrets of my prison house,<br />
I could a tale unfold whose lightest word<br />
Would harrow up thy soul, freeze thy young blood,<br />
Make thy two eyes, like stars, start from <strong>the</strong>ir spheres,<br />
Thy knotted and combined locks to part,<br />
And each particular hair to stand an end<br />
Like quills upon <strong>the</strong> fretful porpentine.<br />
But this eternal blazon must not be<br />
To ears of flesh and blood. List, list, O, list!<br />
If thou didst ever thy dear fa<strong>the</strong>r love-<br />
O God!<br />
HAMLET<br />
GHOST<br />
Revenge his foul and most unnatural mur<strong>the</strong>r.<br />
Mur<strong>the</strong>r?<br />
HAMLET<br />
GHOST<br />
Mur<strong>the</strong>r most foul, as in <strong>the</strong> best it is;<br />
But this most foul, strange, and unnatural.<br />
HAMLET<br />
Haste me to know't, that I, with wings as swift<br />
As meditation or <strong>the</strong> thoughts of love,<br />
May sweep to my revenge.<br />
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GHOST<br />
I find <strong>the</strong>e apt;<br />
And duller shouldst thou be than <strong>the</strong> fat weed<br />
That rots itself in ease on Le<strong>the</strong> wharf,<br />
Wouldst thou not stir in this. Now, Hamlet, hear.<br />
'Tis given out that, sleeping in my orchard,<br />
A serpent stung me. So <strong>the</strong> whole ear of Denmark<br />
Is by a forged process of my death<br />
Rankly abus'd. But know, thou noble youth,<br />
The serpent that did sting thy fa<strong>the</strong>r's life<br />
Now wears his crown.<br />
O my prophetic soul!<br />
My uncle?<br />
HAMLET<br />
GHOST<br />
Ay, that incestuous, that adulterate beast,<br />
With witchcraft of his wit, with traitorous gifts -<br />
O wicked wit and gifts, that have <strong>the</strong> power<br />
So to seduce! - won to his shameful lust<br />
The will of my most seeming-virtuous queen.<br />
O Hamlet, what a falling - off was <strong>the</strong>re,<br />
From me, whose love was of that dignity<br />
That it went hand in hand even with <strong>the</strong> vow<br />
I made to her in marriage, and to decline<br />
Upon a wretch whose natural gifts were poor<br />
To those of mine!<br />
But virtue, as it never will be mov'd,<br />
Though lewdness court it in a shape of heaven,<br />
So lust, though to a radiant angel link'd,<br />
Will sate itself in a celestial bed<br />
And prey on garbage.<br />
But soft! methinks I scent <strong>the</strong> morning air.<br />
Brief let me be. Sleeping within my orchard,<br />
My custom always of <strong>the</strong> afternoon,<br />
Upon my secure hour thy uncle stole,<br />
With juice of cursed hebona in a vial,<br />
And in <strong>the</strong> porches of my ears did pour<br />
The leperous distilment; whose effect<br />
Holds such an enmity with blood of man<br />
That swift as quicksilverr it courses through<br />
The natural gates and alleys of <strong>the</strong> body,<br />
And with a sudden vigour it doth posset<br />
And curd, like eager droppings into milk,<br />
The thin and wholesome blood. So did it mine;<br />
And a most instant tetter bark'd about,<br />
Most lazar-like, with vile and loathsome crust<br />
All my smooth body.<br />
Thus was I, sleeping, by a bro<strong>the</strong>r's hand<br />
Of life, of crown, of queen, at once dispatch'd;<br />
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GHOST (CONT)<br />
Cut off even in <strong>the</strong> blossoms of my sin,<br />
Unhous'led, disappointed, unanel'd,<br />
No reckoning made, but sent to my account<br />
With all my imperfections on my head.<br />
HAMLET<br />
O, horrible! O, horrible! most horrible!<br />
GHOST<br />
If thou hast nature in <strong>the</strong>e, bear it not.<br />
Let not <strong>the</strong> royal bed of Denmark be<br />
A couch for luxury and damned incest.<br />
But, howsoever thou pursuest this act,<br />
Taint not thy mind, nor let thy soul contrive<br />
Against thy mo<strong>the</strong>r aught. Leave her to heaven,<br />
And to those thorns that in her bosom lodge<br />
To prick and sting her. Fare <strong>the</strong>e well at once.<br />
The glowworm shows <strong>the</strong> matin to be near<br />
And gins to pale his uneffectual fire.<br />
Adieu, adieu, adieu! Remember me.<br />
[Exit<br />
HAMLET<br />
O all you host of heaven! O earth! What else?<br />
And shall I couple hell? Hold, hold, my heart!<br />
And you, my sinews, grow not instant old,<br />
But bear me stiffly up. Remember <strong>the</strong>e?<br />
Ay, thou poor ghost, while memory holds a seat<br />
In this distracted globe. Remember <strong>the</strong>e?<br />
Yea, from <strong>the</strong> table of my memory<br />
I'll wipe away all trivial fond records,<br />
All saws of books, all forms, all pressures past<br />
That youth and observation copied <strong>the</strong>re,<br />
And thy commandment all alone shall live<br />
Within <strong>the</strong> book and volume of my brain,<br />
Unmix'd with baser matter. Yes, by heaven!<br />
O most pernicious woman!<br />
O villain, villain, smiling, damned villain!<br />
My tables! Meet it is I set it down<br />
That one may smile, and smile, and be a villain;<br />
At least I am sure it may be so in Denmark.<br />
[Writes<br />
So, uncle, <strong>the</strong>re you are. Now to my word:<br />
It is 'Adieu, adieu! Remember me.'<br />
I have sworn't.<br />
HORATIO<br />
[Within] My lord, my lord!<br />
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[Enter HORATIO and MARCELLUS<br />
Lord Hamlet!<br />
Heaven secure him!<br />
So be it!<br />
Illo, ho, ho, my lord!<br />
MARCELLUS<br />
HORATIO<br />
HAMLET<br />
MARCELLUS<br />
HAMLET<br />
Hillo, ho, ho, boy! Come, bird, come.<br />
How is't, my noble lord?<br />
What news, my lord?<br />
O, wonderful!<br />
Good my lord, tell it.<br />
No, you will reveal it.<br />
MARCELLUS<br />
HORATIO<br />
MARCELLUS<br />
HORATIO<br />
HAMLET<br />
Not I, my lord, by heaven!<br />
Nor I, my lord.<br />
HORATIO<br />
MARCELLUS<br />
HAMLET<br />
How say you <strong>the</strong>n? Would heart of man once think it?<br />
But you'll be secret?<br />
Both. Ay, by heaven, my lord.<br />
HAMLET<br />
There's neer a villain dwelling in all Denmark<br />
But he's an arrant knave.<br />
HORATIO<br />
There needs no ghost, my lord, come from <strong>the</strong> grave<br />
To tell us this.<br />
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HAMLET<br />
Why, right! You are in <strong>the</strong> right!<br />
And so, without more circumstance at all,<br />
I hold it fit that we shake hands and part;<br />
You, as your business and desires shall point you,<br />
For every man hath business and desire,<br />
Such as it is; and for my own poor part,<br />
Look you, I'll go pray.<br />
HORATIO<br />
These are but wild and whirling words, my lord.<br />
HAMLET<br />
I am sorry <strong>the</strong>y offend you, heartily;<br />
Yes, faith, heartily.<br />
HORATIO<br />
There's no offence, my lord.<br />
HAMLET<br />
Yes, by Saint Patrick, but <strong>the</strong>re is, Horatio,<br />
And much offence too. Touching this vision here,<br />
It is an honest ghost, that let me tell you.<br />
For your desire to know what is between us,<br />
O'ermaster't as you may. And now, good friends,<br />
As you are friends, scholars, and soldiers,<br />
Give me one poor request.<br />
HORATIO<br />
What is't, my lord? We will.<br />
HAMLET<br />
Never make known what you have seen tonight.<br />
My lord, we will not.<br />
Nay, but swear't.<br />
In faith,<br />
My lord, not I.<br />
HORATIO and MARCELLUS<br />
HAMLET<br />
Nor I, my lord - in faith.<br />
Upon my sword.<br />
HORATIO<br />
MARCELLUS<br />
HAMLET<br />
MARCELLUS<br />
We have sworn, my lord, already.<br />
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HAMLET<br />
Indeed, upon my sword, indeed.<br />
[GHOST cries under <strong>the</strong> stage<br />
Swear.<br />
GHOST<br />
HAMLET<br />
Aha boy, say'st thou so? Art thou <strong>the</strong>re, truepenny?<br />
Come on! You hear this fellow in <strong>the</strong> cellarage.<br />
Consent to swear.<br />
Propose <strong>the</strong> oath, my lord.<br />
HORATIO<br />
HAMLET<br />
Never to speak of this that you have seen.<br />
Swear by my sword.<br />
[Beneath] Swear.<br />
GHOST<br />
HAMLET<br />
Hic et ubique? Then we'll shift our ground.<br />
Come hi<strong>the</strong>r, gentlemen,<br />
And lay your hands again upon my sword.<br />
Never to speak of this that you have heard:<br />
Swear by my sword.<br />
GHOST<br />
[Beneath] Swear by his sword.<br />
HAMLET<br />
Well said, old mole! Canst work i' th' earth so fast?<br />
A worthy pioner! Once more remove, good friends.<br />
HORATIO<br />
O day and night, but this is wondrous strange!<br />
HAMLET<br />
And <strong>the</strong>refore as a stranger give it welcome.<br />
There are more things in heaven and earth, Horatio,<br />
Than are dreamt of in your philosophy.<br />
But come!<br />
Here, as before, never, so help you mercy,<br />
How strange or odd soe'er I bear myself<br />
(As I perchance hereafter shall think meet<br />
To put an antic disposition on),<br />
That you, at such times seeing me, never shall,<br />
With arms encumb'red thus, or this head-shake,<br />
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HAMLET (CONT)<br />
Or by pronouncing of some doubtful phrase,<br />
As Well, well, we know, or We could, an if we would,<br />
Or If we list to speak, or There be, an if <strong>the</strong>y might,<br />
Or such ambiguous giving out, to note<br />
That you know aught of me - this is not to do,<br />
So grace and mercy at your most need help you,<br />
Swear.<br />
[Beneath] Swear.<br />
[They swear<br />
GHOST<br />
HAMLET<br />
Rest, rest, perturbèd spirit! - So, gentlemen,<br />
With all my love I do commend me to you;<br />
And what so poor a man as Hamlet is<br />
May do t' express his love and friending to you,<br />
God willing, shall not lack. Let us go in toge<strong>the</strong>r;<br />
And still your fingers on your lips, I pray.<br />
The time is out of joint. O cursed spite<br />
That ever I was born to set it right!<br />
Nay, come, let's go toge<strong>the</strong>r.<br />
[Exeunt<br />
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II.i.<br />
<strong>Act</strong> <strong>the</strong> Second<br />
[Elsinore. A room in <strong>the</strong> house of Polonius. Enter<br />
POLONIUS and REYNALDO<br />
POLONIUS<br />
Give him this money and <strong>the</strong>se notes, Reynaldo.<br />
I will, my lord.<br />
REYNALDO<br />
POLONIUS<br />
You shall do marvellous wisely, good Reynaldo,<br />
Before you visit him, to make inquire<br />
Of his behaviour.<br />
My lord, I did intend it.<br />
REYNALDO<br />
POLONIUS<br />
Marry, well said, very well said. Look you, sir,<br />
Enquire me first what Danskers are in Paris;<br />
And how, and who, what means, and where <strong>the</strong>y keep,<br />
What company, at what expense; and finding<br />
By this encompassment and drift of question<br />
That <strong>the</strong>y do know my son, come you more nearer<br />
Than your particular demands will touch it.<br />
Take you, as 'twere, some distant knowledge of him;<br />
As thus, 'I know his fa<strong>the</strong>r and his friends,<br />
And in part him.' Do you mark this, Reynaldo?<br />
Ay, very well, my lord.<br />
REYNALDO<br />
POLONIUS<br />
'And in part him, but,' you may say, 'not well.<br />
But if't be he I mean, he's very wild<br />
Addicted so and so'; and <strong>the</strong>re put on him<br />
What forgeries you please; marry, none so rank<br />
As may dishonour him- take heed of that;<br />
But, sir, such wanton, wild, and usual slips<br />
As are companions noted and most known<br />
To youth and liberty.<br />
As gaming, my lord.<br />
REYNALDO<br />
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POLONIUS<br />
Ay, or drinking, fencing, swearing, quarrelling,<br />
Drabbing. You may go so far.<br />
REYNALDO<br />
My lord, that would dishonour him.<br />
POLONIUS<br />
Faith, no, as you may season it in <strong>the</strong> charge.<br />
You must not put ano<strong>the</strong>r scandal on him,<br />
That he is open to incontinency:<br />
That's not my meaning. But brea<strong>the</strong> his faults so quaintly<br />
That <strong>the</strong>y may seem <strong>the</strong> taints of liberty,<br />
The flash and outbreak of a fiery mind,<br />
A savageness in unreclaimed blood,<br />
Of general assault.<br />
But, my good lord -<br />
REYNALDO<br />
POLONIUS<br />
Wherefore should you do this?<br />
Ay, my lord,<br />
I would know that.<br />
REYNALDO<br />
POLONIUS<br />
Marry, sir, here's my drift,<br />
And I believe it is a fetch of warrant.<br />
You laying <strong>the</strong>se slight sullies on my son<br />
As 'twere a thing a little soil'd i' th' working,<br />
Mark you,<br />
Your party in converse, him you would sound,<br />
Having ever seen in <strong>the</strong> prenominate crimes<br />
The youth you brea<strong>the</strong> of guilty, be assur'd<br />
He closes with you in this consequence:<br />
Good sir or so, or friend, or gentleman -<br />
According to <strong>the</strong> phrase or <strong>the</strong> addition<br />
Of man and country -<br />
Very good, my lord.<br />
REYNALDO<br />
POLONIUS<br />
And <strong>the</strong>n, sir, does 'a this - 'a does - What was I about<br />
to say? By <strong>the</strong> mass, I was about to say something! Where<br />
did I leave?<br />
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REYNALDO<br />
At closes in <strong>the</strong> consequence, at friend or so, and<br />
gentleman.<br />
POLONIUS<br />
At closes in <strong>the</strong> consequence - Ay, marry!<br />
He closes thus: 'I know <strong>the</strong> gentleman.<br />
I saw him yesterday, or t'o<strong>the</strong>r day,<br />
Or <strong>the</strong>n, or <strong>the</strong>n, with such or such; and, as you say,<br />
There was 'a gaming; <strong>the</strong>re o'ertook in's rouse;<br />
There falling out at tennis'; or perchance,<br />
'I saw him enter such a house of sale,'<br />
Videlicet, a bro<strong>the</strong>l, or so forth.<br />
See you now -<br />
Your bait of falsehood takes this carp of truth;<br />
And thus do we of wisdom and of reach,<br />
With windlasses and with assays of bias,<br />
By indirections find directions out.<br />
So, by my former lecture and advice,<br />
Shall you my son. You have me, have you not<br />
My lord, I have.<br />
REYNALDO<br />
POLONIUS<br />
God b' wi' ye, fare ye well!<br />
Good my lord!<br />
[Going<br />
REYNALDO<br />
POLONIUS<br />
Observe his inclination in yourself.<br />
I shall, my lord.<br />
And let him ply his music.<br />
Well, my lord.<br />
Farewell!<br />
REYNALDO<br />
POLONIUS<br />
REYNALDO<br />
POLONIUS<br />
[Exit REYNALDO. Enter OPHELIA<br />
How now, Ophelia? What's <strong>the</strong> matter?<br />
OPHELIA<br />
O my lord, my lord, I have been so affrighted!<br />
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POLONIUS<br />
With what, i' th' name of God?<br />
OPHELIA<br />
My lord, as I was sewing in my closet,<br />
Lord Hamlet, with his doublet all unbrac'd,<br />
No hat upon his head, his stockings foul'd,<br />
Ungart'red, and down-gyvèd to his ankle;<br />
Pale as his shirt, his knees knocking each o<strong>the</strong>r,<br />
And with a look so piteous in purport<br />
As if he had been loosed out of hell<br />
To speak of horrors - he comes before me.<br />
Mad for thy love?<br />
My lord, I do not know,<br />
But truly I do fear it.<br />
What said he?<br />
POLONIUS<br />
OPHELIA<br />
POLONIUS<br />
OPHELIA<br />
He took me by <strong>the</strong> wrist and held me hard;<br />
Then goes he to <strong>the</strong> length of all his arm,<br />
And, with his o<strong>the</strong>r hand thus o'er his brow,<br />
He falls to such perusal of my face<br />
As he would draw it. Long stay'd he so.<br />
At last, a little shaking of mine arm,<br />
And thrice his head thus waving up and down,<br />
He rais'd a sigh so piteous and profound<br />
As it did seem to shatter all his bulk<br />
And end his being. That done, he lets me go,<br />
And with his head over his shoulder turn'd<br />
He seem'd to find his way without his eyes,<br />
For out o' doors he went without <strong>the</strong>ir help<br />
And to <strong>the</strong> last bended <strong>the</strong>ir light on me.<br />
POLONIUS<br />
Come, go with me. I will go seek <strong>the</strong> King.<br />
This is <strong>the</strong> very ecstasy of love,<br />
Whose violent property fordoes itself<br />
And leads <strong>the</strong> will to desperate undertakings<br />
As oft as any passion under heaven<br />
That does afflict our natures. I am sorry.<br />
What, have you given him any hard words of late?<br />
OPHELIA<br />
No, my good lord; but, as you did command,<br />
I did repel his letters and denied<br />
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His access to me.<br />
OPHELIA (CONT)<br />
POLONIUS<br />
That hath made him mad.<br />
I am sorry that with better heed and judgment<br />
I had not quoted him. I fear'd he did but trifle<br />
And meant to wrack <strong>the</strong>e; but beshrew my jealousy!<br />
By heaven, it is as proper to our age<br />
To cast beyond ourselves in our opinions<br />
As it is common for <strong>the</strong> younger sort<br />
To lack discretion. Come, go we to <strong>the</strong> King.<br />
This must be known; which, being kept close, might move<br />
More grief to hide than hate to utter love.<br />
Come.<br />
[Exeunt<br />
II.ii.<br />
[Elsinore. A room in <strong>the</strong> castle. Flourish. Enter CLAUDIUS<br />
and GERTRUDE, ROSENCRANTZ, GUILDENSTERN, and o<strong>the</strong>rs<br />
CLAUDIUS<br />
Welcome, dear Rosencrantz and Guildenstern.<br />
Moreover that we much did long to see you,<br />
The need we have to use you did provoke<br />
Our hasty sending. Something have you heard<br />
Of Hamlet's transformation. So I call it,<br />
Sith nor th' exterior nor <strong>the</strong> inward man<br />
Resembles that it was. What it should be,<br />
More than his fa<strong>the</strong>r's death, that thus hath put him<br />
So much from th' understanding of himself,<br />
I cannot dream of. I entreat you both<br />
That, being of so young clays brought up with him,<br />
And since so neighbour'd to his youth and haviour,<br />
That you vouchsafe your rest here in our court<br />
Some little time; so by your companies<br />
To draw him on to pleasures, and to ga<strong>the</strong>r<br />
So much as from occasion you may glean,<br />
Whe<strong>the</strong>r aught to us unknown afflicts him thus<br />
That, open'd, lies within our remedy.<br />
GERTRUDE<br />
Good gentlemen, he hath much talk'd of you,<br />
And sure I am two men <strong>the</strong>re are not living<br />
To whom he more adheres. If it will please you<br />
To show us so much gentry and good will<br />
As to expend your time with us awhile<br />
For <strong>the</strong> supply and profit of our hope,<br />
Your visitation shall receive such thanks<br />
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As fits a king's remembrance.<br />
GERTRUDE (CONT)<br />
ROSENCRANTZ<br />
Both your Majesties<br />
Might, by <strong>the</strong> sovereign power you have of us,<br />
Put your dread pleasures more into command<br />
Than to entreaty.<br />
GUILDENSTERN<br />
But we both obey,<br />
And here give up ourselves, in <strong>the</strong> full bent,<br />
To lay our service freely at your feet,<br />
To be commanded.<br />
CLAUDIUS<br />
Thanks, Rosencrantz and gentle Guildenstern.<br />
GERTRUDE<br />
Thanks, Guildenstern and gentle Rosencrantz.<br />
And I beseech you instantly to visit<br />
My too much changed son. - Go, some of you,<br />
And bring <strong>the</strong>se gentlemen where Hamlet is.<br />
GUILDENSTERN<br />
Heavens make our presence and our practices<br />
Pleasant and helpful to him!<br />
Ay, amen!<br />
GERTRUDE<br />
[Exeunt ROSENCRANTZ and GUILDENSTERN, with some Attendants.<br />
Enter POLONIUS<br />
POLONIUS<br />
Th' ambassadors from Norway, my good lord,<br />
Are joyfully return'd.<br />
CLAUDIUS<br />
Thou still hast been <strong>the</strong> fa<strong>the</strong>r of good news.<br />
POLONIUS<br />
Have I, my lord? Assure you, my good liege,<br />
I hold my duty as I hold my soul,<br />
Both to my God and to my gracious king;<br />
And I do think - or else this brain of mine<br />
Hunts not <strong>the</strong> trail of policy so sure<br />
As it hath us'd to do - that I have found<br />
The very cause of Hamlet's lunacy.<br />
CLAUDIUS<br />
O, speak of that! That do I long to hear.<br />
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POLONIUS<br />
Give first admittance to th' ambassadors.<br />
My news shall be <strong>the</strong> fruit to that great feast.<br />
CLAUDIUS<br />
Thyself do grace to <strong>the</strong>m, and bring <strong>the</strong>m in.<br />
[Exit POLONIUS<br />
He tells me, my dear Gertrude, he hath found<br />
The head and source of all your son's distemper.<br />
GERTRUDE<br />
I doubt it is no o<strong>the</strong>r but <strong>the</strong> main,<br />
His fa<strong>the</strong>r's death and our o'erhasty marriage.<br />
Well, we shall sift him.<br />
CLAUDIUS<br />
[Enter POLONIUS, VOLTEMAND, and CORNELIUS<br />
Welcome, my good friends.<br />
Say, Voltemand, what from our bro<strong>the</strong>r Norway?<br />
VOLTEMAND<br />
Most fair return of greetings and desires.<br />
Upon our first, he sent out to suppress<br />
His nephew's levies; which to him appear'd<br />
To be a preparation 'gainst <strong>the</strong> Polack,<br />
But better look'd into, he truly found<br />
It was against your Highness; whereat griev'd,<br />
That so his sickness, age, and impotence<br />
Was falsely borne in hand, sends out arrests<br />
On Fortinbras; which he, in brief, obeys,<br />
Receives rebuke from Norway, and, in fine,<br />
Makes vow before his uncle never more<br />
To give th' assay of arms against your Majesty.<br />
Whereon old Norway, overcome with joy,<br />
Gives him three thousand crowns in annual fee<br />
And his commission to employ those soldiers,<br />
So levied as before, against <strong>the</strong> Polack;<br />
With an entreaty, herein fur<strong>the</strong>r shown,<br />
[Gives a paper<br />
That it might please you to give quiet pass<br />
Through your dominions for this enterprise,<br />
On such regards of safety and allowance<br />
As <strong>the</strong>rein are set down.<br />
CLAUDIUS<br />
It likes us well;<br />
And at our more consider'd time we'll read,<br />
Answer, and think upon this business.<br />
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CLAUDIUS (CONT)<br />
Meantime we thank you for your well-took labour.<br />
Go to your rest; at night we'll feast toge<strong>the</strong>r.<br />
Most welcome home!<br />
[Exeunt VOLTEMAND and CORNELIUS<br />
POLONIUS<br />
This business is well ended.<br />
My liege, and madam, to expostulate<br />
What majesty should be, what duty is,<br />
Why day is day, night is night, and time is time.<br />
Were nothing but to waste night, day, and time.<br />
Therefore, since brevity is <strong>the</strong> soul of wit,<br />
And tediousness <strong>the</strong> limbs and outward flourishes,<br />
I will be brief. Your noble son is mad.<br />
Mad call I it; for, to define true madness,<br />
What is't but to be nothing else but mad?<br />
But let that go.<br />
GERTRUDE<br />
More matter, with less art.<br />
POLONIUS<br />
Madam, I swear I use no art at all.<br />
That he is mad, 'tis true: 'tis true 'tis pity;<br />
And pity 'tis 'tis true. A foolish figure!<br />
But farewell it, for I will use no art.<br />
Mad let us grant him <strong>the</strong>n. And now remains<br />
That we find out <strong>the</strong> cause of this effect-<br />
Or ra<strong>the</strong>r say, <strong>the</strong> cause of this defect,<br />
For this effect defective comes by cause.<br />
Thus it remains, and <strong>the</strong> remainder thus.<br />
Perpend.<br />
I have a daughter (have while she is mine),<br />
Who in her duty and obedience, mark,<br />
Hath given me this. Now ga<strong>the</strong>r, and surmise.<br />
[Reads <strong>the</strong> letter<br />
To <strong>the</strong> celestial, and my soul's idol, <strong>the</strong> most beautified<br />
Ophelia - That's an ill phrase, a vile phrase; beautified<br />
is a vile phrase.But you shall hear. Thus:<br />
[Reads<br />
In her excellent white bosom, <strong>the</strong>se, &c<br />
GERTRUDE<br />
Came this from Hamlet to her?<br />
POLONIUS<br />
Good madam, stay awhile. I will be faithful.<br />
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[Reads<br />
Doubt thou <strong>the</strong> stars are fire;<br />
Doubt that <strong>the</strong> sun doth move;<br />
Doubt truth to be a liar;<br />
But never doubt I love.<br />
O dear Ophelia, I am ill at <strong>the</strong>se numbers; I have not art<br />
to reckon my groans; but that I love <strong>the</strong>e best, O most<br />
best, believe it. Adieu. Thine evermore, most dear lady,<br />
whilst this machine is to him, Hamlet.<br />
This, in obedience, hath my daughter shown me;<br />
And more above, hath his solicitings,<br />
As <strong>the</strong>y fell out by time, by means, and place,<br />
All given to mine ear.<br />
But how hath she<br />
Receiv'd his love?<br />
What do you think of me?<br />
CLAUDIUS<br />
POLONIUS<br />
CLAUDIUS<br />
As of a man faithful and honourable.<br />
POLONIUS<br />
I would fain prove so. But what might you think,<br />
When I had seen this hot love on <strong>the</strong> wing<br />
(As I perceiv'd it, I must tell you that,<br />
Before my daughter told me), what might you,<br />
Or my dear Majesty your queen here, think,<br />
If I had play'd <strong>the</strong> desk or table book,<br />
Or given my heart a winking, mute and dumb,<br />
Or look'd upon this love with idle sight?<br />
What might you think? No, I went round to work<br />
And my young mistress thus I did bespeak:<br />
'Lord Hamlet is a prince, out of thy star.<br />
This must not be.' And <strong>the</strong>n I prescripts gave her,<br />
That she should lock herself from his resort,<br />
Admit no messengers, receive no tokens.<br />
Which done, she took <strong>the</strong> fruits of my advice,<br />
And he, repulsed, a short tale to make,<br />
Fell into a sadness, <strong>the</strong>n into a fast,<br />
Thence to a watch, <strong>the</strong>nce into a weakness,<br />
Thence to a lightness, and, by this declension,<br />
Into <strong>the</strong> madness wherein now he raves,<br />
And all we mourn for.<br />
Do you think 'tis this?<br />
CLAUDIUS<br />
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It may be, very like.<br />
GERTRUDE<br />
POLONIUS<br />
Hath <strong>the</strong>re been such a time - I would fain know that -<br />
That I have positively said 'Tis so,<br />
When it prov'd o<strong>the</strong>rwise.?<br />
Not that I know.<br />
CLAUDIUS<br />
POLONIUS<br />
[Points to his head and shoulder] Take this from this, if<br />
this be o<strong>the</strong>rwise.<br />
If circumstances lead me, I will find<br />
Where truth is hid, though it were hid indeed<br />
Within <strong>the</strong> centre.<br />
How may we try it fur<strong>the</strong>r?<br />
CLAUDIUS<br />
POLONIUS<br />
You know sometimes he walks four hours toge<strong>the</strong>r<br />
Here in <strong>the</strong> lobby.<br />
So he does indeed.<br />
GERTRUDE<br />
POLONIUS<br />
At such a time I'll loose my daughter to him.<br />
Be you and I behind an arras <strong>the</strong>n.<br />
Mark <strong>the</strong> encounter. If he love her not,<br />
And he not from his reason fall'n <strong>the</strong>reon<br />
Let me be no assistant for a state,<br />
But keep a farm and carters.<br />
We will try it.<br />
CLAUDIUS<br />
[Enter HAMLET, reading on a book<br />
GERTRUDE<br />
But look where sadly <strong>the</strong> poor wretch comes reading.<br />
POLONIUS<br />
Away, I do beseech you, both away<br />
I'll board him presently. O, give me leave.<br />
[Exeunt CLAUDIUS, GERTRUDE and Attendants<br />
How does my good Lord Hamlet?<br />
Well, God-a-mercy.<br />
HAMLET<br />
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Do you know me, my lord?<br />
POLONIUS<br />
HAMLET<br />
Excellent well. You are a fishmonger.<br />
Not I, my lord.<br />
POLONIUS<br />
HAMLET<br />
Then I would you were so honest a man.<br />
Honest, my lord?<br />
POLONIUS<br />
HAMLET<br />
Ay, sir. To be honest, as this world goes, is to be one<br />
man pick'd out of ten thousand.<br />
That's very true, my lord.<br />
POLONIUS<br />
HAMLET<br />
For if <strong>the</strong> sun breed maggots in a dead dog, being a god<br />
kissing carrion - Have you a daughter?<br />
I have, my lord.<br />
POLONIUS<br />
HAMLET<br />
Let her not walk i' th' sun. Conception is a blessing,<br />
but not as your daughter may conceive. Friend, look to't.<br />
POLONIUS<br />
[Aside] How say you by that? Still harping on my daughter.<br />
Yet he knew me not at first. He said I was a<br />
fishmonger. He is far gone, far gone! And truly in my<br />
youth I suff'red much extremity for love - very near<br />
this. I'll speak to him again. - What do you read, my<br />
lord?<br />
Words, words, words.<br />
HAMLET<br />
POLONIUS<br />
What is <strong>the</strong> matter, my lord?<br />
Between who?<br />
HAMLET<br />
POLONIUS<br />
I mean, <strong>the</strong> matter that you read, my lord.<br />
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HAMLET<br />
Slanders, sir; for <strong>the</strong> satirical rogue says here that old<br />
men have grey beards; that <strong>the</strong>ir faces are wrinkled;<br />
<strong>the</strong>ir eyes purging thick amber and plum-tree gum; and<br />
that <strong>the</strong>y have a plentiful lack of wit, toge<strong>the</strong>r with<br />
most weak hams. All which, sir, though I most powerfully<br />
and potently believe, yet I hold it not honesty to have<br />
it thus set down; for you yourself, sir, should be old as<br />
I am if, like a crab, you could go backward.<br />
POLONIUS<br />
[Aside] Though this be madness, yet <strong>the</strong>re is a method<br />
in't. - Will you walk out of <strong>the</strong> air, my lord?<br />
Into my grave?<br />
HAMLET<br />
POLONIUS<br />
Indeed, that is out o' th' air. [Aside] How pregnant<br />
sometimes his replies are! A happiness that often madness<br />
hits on, which reason and sanity could not so<br />
prosperously be delivered of. I will leave him and<br />
suddenly contrive <strong>the</strong> means of meeting between him and my<br />
daughter. - My honourable lord, I will most humbly take<br />
my leave of you.<br />
HAMLET<br />
You cannot, sir, take from me anything that I will more<br />
willingly part withal - except my life, except my life,<br />
except my life.<br />
[Enter ROSENCRANTZ and GUILDENSTERN<br />
Fare you well, my lord.<br />
These tedious old fools!<br />
POLONIUS<br />
HAMLET<br />
POLONIUS<br />
You go to seek <strong>the</strong> Lord Hamlet. There he is.<br />
ROSENCRANTZ<br />
[To POLONIUS] God save you, sir!<br />
[Exit POLONIUS<br />
My honour'd lord!<br />
My most dear lord!<br />
GUILDENSTERN<br />
ROSENCRANTZ<br />
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HAMLET<br />
My excellent good friends! How dost thou, Guildenstern?<br />
Ah, Rosencrantz! Good lads, how do ye both?<br />
ROSENCRANTZ<br />
As <strong>the</strong> indifferent children of <strong>the</strong> earth.<br />
GUILDENSTERN<br />
Happy in that we are not over-happy.<br />
On Fortune's cap we are not <strong>the</strong> very button.<br />
HAMLET<br />
Nor <strong>the</strong> soles of her shoe?<br />
Nei<strong>the</strong>r, my lord.<br />
ROSENCRANTZ<br />
HAMLET<br />
Then you live about her waist, or in <strong>the</strong> middle of her<br />
favours?<br />
Faith, her privates we.<br />
GUILDENSTERN<br />
HAMLET<br />
In <strong>the</strong> secret parts of Fortune? O! Most true! She is a<br />
strumpet. What news?<br />
ROSENCRANTZ<br />
None, my lord, but that <strong>the</strong> world's grown honest.<br />
HAMLET<br />
Then is doomsday near! But your news is not true. Let me<br />
question more in particular. What have you, my good<br />
friends, deserved at <strong>the</strong> hands of Fortune that she sends<br />
you to prison hi<strong>the</strong>r?<br />
Prison, my lord?<br />
Denmark's a prison.<br />
Then is <strong>the</strong> world one.<br />
GUILDENSTERN<br />
HAMLET<br />
ROSENCRANTZ<br />
HAMLET<br />
A goodly one; in which <strong>the</strong>re are many confines, wards,<br />
and dungeons, Denmark being one o' th' worst.<br />
We think not so, my lord.<br />
ROSENCRANTZ<br />
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HAMLET<br />
Why, <strong>the</strong>n 'tis none to you; for <strong>the</strong>re is nothing ei<strong>the</strong>r<br />
good or bad but thinking makes it so. To me it is a<br />
prison.<br />
ROSENCRANTZ<br />
Why, <strong>the</strong>n your ambition makes it one. 'Tis too narrow for<br />
your mind.<br />
HAMLET<br />
O God, I could be bounded in a nutshell and count myself<br />
a king of infinite space, were it not that I have bad<br />
dreams.<br />
GUILDENSTERN<br />
Which dreams indeed are ambition; for <strong>the</strong> very substance<br />
of <strong>the</strong> ambitious is merely <strong>the</strong> shadow of a dream.<br />
HAMLET<br />
A dream itself is but a shadow.<br />
ROSENCRANTZ<br />
Truly, and I hold ambition of so airy and light a quality<br />
that it is but a shadow's shadow.<br />
HAMLET<br />
Then are our beggars bodies, and our monarchs and<br />
outstretch'd heroes <strong>the</strong> beggars' shadows. Shall we to th'<br />
court? for, by my fay, I cannot reason.<br />
We'll wait upon you.<br />
ROSENCRANTZ and GUILDENSTERN<br />
HAMLET<br />
No such matter! I will not sort you with <strong>the</strong> rest of my<br />
servants; for, to speak to you like an honest man, I am<br />
most dreadfully attended. But in <strong>the</strong> beaten way of<br />
friendship, what make you at Elsinore?<br />
ROSENCRANTZ<br />
To visit you, my lord; no o<strong>the</strong>r occasion.<br />
HAMLET<br />
Beggar that I am, I am even poor in thanks; but I thank<br />
you; and sure, dear friends, my thanks are too dear a<br />
halfpenny. Were you not sent for? Is it your own<br />
inclining? Is it a free visitation? Come, deal justly<br />
with me. Come, come! Nay, speak.<br />
What should we say, my lord?<br />
GUILDENSTERN<br />
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HAMLET<br />
Why, anything - but to th' purpose. You were sent for;<br />
and <strong>the</strong>re is a kind of confession in your looks, which<br />
your modesties have not craft enough to colour. I know<br />
<strong>the</strong> good King and Queen have sent for you.<br />
To what end, my lord?<br />
ROSENCRANTZ<br />
HAMLET<br />
That you must teach me. But let me conjure you by <strong>the</strong><br />
rights of our fellowship, by <strong>the</strong> consonancy of our youth,<br />
by <strong>the</strong> obligation of our ever-preserved love, and by what<br />
more dear a better proposer could charge you withal, be<br />
even and direct with me, whe<strong>the</strong>r you were sent for or no.<br />
ROSENCRANTZ<br />
[Aside to GUILDENSTERN] What say you?<br />
HAMLET<br />
[Aside] Nay <strong>the</strong>n, I have an eye of you. - If you love me,<br />
hold not off.<br />
My lord, we were sent for.<br />
GUILDENSTERN<br />
HAMLET<br />
I will tell you why. So shall my anticipation prevent<br />
your discovery, and your secrecy to <strong>the</strong> King and Queen<br />
moult no fea<strong>the</strong>r. I have of late - but wherefore I know<br />
not - lost all my mirth, forgone all custom of exercises;<br />
and indeed, it goes so heavily with my disposition that<br />
this goodly frame, <strong>the</strong> earth, seems to me a sterile<br />
promontory; this most excellent canopy, <strong>the</strong> air, look<br />
you, this brave o'erhanging firmament, this majestical<br />
roof fretted with golden fire - why, it appeareth no<br />
o<strong>the</strong>r thing to me than a foul and pestilent congregation<br />
of vapours. What a piece of work is a man! How noble in<br />
reason! How infinite in faculties! In form and moving how<br />
express and admirable! In action how like an angel! In<br />
apprehension how like a god! The beauty of <strong>the</strong> world, <strong>the</strong><br />
paragon of animals! And yet to me what is this<br />
quintessence of dust? Man delights not me - no, nor woman<br />
nei<strong>the</strong>r, though by your smiling you seem to say so.<br />
ROSENCRANTZ<br />
My lord, <strong>the</strong>re was no such stuff in my thoughts.<br />
HAMLET<br />
Why did you laugh <strong>the</strong>n, when I said Man delights not me?<br />
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ROSENCRANTZ<br />
To think, my lord, if you delight not in man, what lenten<br />
entertainment <strong>the</strong> players shall receive from you. We<br />
coted <strong>the</strong>m on <strong>the</strong> way, and hi<strong>the</strong>r are <strong>the</strong>y coming to<br />
offer you service.<br />
HAMLET<br />
He that plays <strong>the</strong> king shall be welcome - His Majesty<br />
shall have tribute of me; <strong>the</strong> adventurous knight shall<br />
use his foil and target; <strong>the</strong> lover shall not sigh gratis;<br />
<strong>the</strong> humorous man shall end his part in peace; <strong>the</strong> clown<br />
shall make those laugh whose lungs are tickle o' th'<br />
sere; and <strong>the</strong> lady shall say her mind freely, or <strong>the</strong><br />
blank verse shall halt for’t. What players are <strong>the</strong>y?<br />
ROSENCRANTZ<br />
Even those you were wont to take such delight in, <strong>the</strong><br />
tragedians of <strong>the</strong> city.<br />
HAMLET<br />
How chances it <strong>the</strong>y travel? Their residence, both in<br />
reputation and profit, was better both ways.<br />
ROSENCRANTZ<br />
I think <strong>the</strong>ir inhibition comes by <strong>the</strong> means of <strong>the</strong> late<br />
innovation.<br />
HAMLET<br />
Do <strong>the</strong>y hold <strong>the</strong> same estimation <strong>the</strong>y did when I was in<br />
<strong>the</strong> city? Are <strong>the</strong>y so follow'd?<br />
No indeed are <strong>the</strong>y not.<br />
ROSENCRANTZ<br />
HAMLET<br />
How comes it? Do <strong>the</strong>y grow rusty?<br />
ROSENCRANTZ<br />
Nay, <strong>the</strong>ir endeavour keeps in <strong>the</strong> wonted pace; but <strong>the</strong>re<br />
is, sir, an eyrie of children, little eyases, that cry<br />
out on <strong>the</strong> top of question and are most tyrannically<br />
clapp'd for’t. These are now <strong>the</strong> fashion, and so berattle<br />
<strong>the</strong> common stages (so <strong>the</strong>y call <strong>the</strong>m) that many wearing<br />
rapiers are afraid of goosequills and dare scarce come<br />
thi<strong>the</strong>r.<br />
HAMLET<br />
What, are <strong>the</strong>y children? Who maintains 'em? How are <strong>the</strong>y<br />
escoted? Will <strong>the</strong>y pursue <strong>the</strong> quality no longer than <strong>the</strong>y<br />
can sing? Will <strong>the</strong>y not say afterwards, if <strong>the</strong>y should<br />
grow <strong>the</strong>mselves to common players (as it is most like, if<br />
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HAMLET (CONT)<br />
<strong>the</strong>ir means are no better), <strong>the</strong>ir writers do <strong>the</strong>m wrong<br />
to make <strong>the</strong>m exclaim against <strong>the</strong>ir own succession.<br />
ROSENCRANTZ<br />
Faith, <strong>the</strong>re has been much to do on both sides; and <strong>the</strong><br />
nation holds it no sin to tarre <strong>the</strong>m to controversy.<br />
There was, for a while, no money bid for argument unless<br />
<strong>the</strong> poet and <strong>the</strong> player went to cuffs in <strong>the</strong> question.<br />
Is't possible?<br />
HAMLET<br />
GUILDENSTERN<br />
O, <strong>the</strong>re has been much throwing about of brains.<br />
HAMLET<br />
Do <strong>the</strong> boys carry it away?<br />
ROSENCRANTZ<br />
Ay, that <strong>the</strong>y do, my lord - Hercules and his load too.<br />
HAMLET<br />
It is not very strange; for my uncle is King of Denmark,<br />
and those that would make mows at him while my fa<strong>the</strong>r<br />
lived give twenty, forty, fifty, a hundred ducats apiece<br />
for his picture in little. 'Sblood, <strong>the</strong>re is something in<br />
this more than natural, if philosophy could find it out.<br />
[Flourish for <strong>the</strong> Players<br />
There are <strong>the</strong> players.<br />
GUILDENSTERN<br />
HAMLET<br />
Gentlemen, you are welcome to Elsinore. Your hands, come!<br />
Th'appurtenance of welcome is fashion and ceremony. Let<br />
me comply with you in this garb, lest my extent to <strong>the</strong><br />
players (which I tell you must show fairly outwards)<br />
should more appear like entertainment than yours. You are<br />
welcome. But my uncle-fa<strong>the</strong>r and aunt-mo<strong>the</strong>r are<br />
deceiv'd.<br />
In what, my dear lord?<br />
GUILDENSTERN<br />
HAMLET<br />
I am but mad north-north-west. When <strong>the</strong> wind is sou<strong>the</strong>rly<br />
I know a hawk from a handsaw.<br />
[Enter POLONIUS<br />
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POLONIUS<br />
Well be with you, gentlemen!<br />
HAMLET<br />
Hark you, Guildenstern - and you too - at each ear a<br />
hearer! That great baby you see <strong>the</strong>re is not yet out of<br />
his swaddling clouts.<br />
ROSENCRANTZ<br />
Happily he's <strong>the</strong> second time come to <strong>the</strong>m; for <strong>the</strong>y say<br />
an old man is twice a child.<br />
HAMLET<br />
I will prophesy he comes to tell me of <strong>the</strong> players. Mark<br />
it. - You say right, sir; a Monday morning; ‘twas so<br />
indeed.<br />
POLONIUS<br />
My lord, I have news to tell you.<br />
HAMLET<br />
My lord, I have news to tell you. When Roscius was an<br />
actor in Rome -<br />
POLONIUS<br />
The actors are come hi<strong>the</strong>r, my lord.<br />
Buzz, buzz!<br />
Upon my honour -<br />
HAMLET<br />
POLONIUS<br />
HAMLET<br />
Then came each actor on his ass -<br />
POLONIUS<br />
The best actors in <strong>the</strong> world, ei<strong>the</strong>r for tragedy, comedy,<br />
history, pastoral, pastoral-comical, historical-pastoral,<br />
tragical-historical,tragical-comical-historical-pastoral;<br />
scene individable, or poem unlimited. Seneca cannot be<br />
too heavy, nor Plautus too light. For <strong>the</strong> law of writ and<br />
<strong>the</strong> liberty, <strong>the</strong>se are <strong>the</strong> only men.<br />
HAMLET<br />
O Jephthah, judge of Israel, what a treasure hadst thou!<br />
POLONIUS<br />
What treasure had he, my lord?<br />
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Why,<br />
HAMLET<br />
One fair daughter, and no more,<br />
The which he loved passing well.<br />
POLONIUS<br />
[Aside] Still on my daughter.<br />
HAMLET<br />
Am I not i' th' right, old Jephthah?<br />
POLONIUS<br />
If you call me Jephthah, my lord, I have a daughter that<br />
I love passing well.<br />
Nay, that follows not.<br />
HAMLET<br />
POLONIUS<br />
What follows <strong>the</strong>n, my lord?<br />
Why,<br />
As by lot, God wot,<br />
And <strong>the</strong>n, you know,<br />
HAMLET<br />
It came to pass, as most like it was.<br />
The first row of <strong>the</strong> pious chanson will show you more;<br />
for look where my abridgment comes.<br />
[Enter four or five PLAYERS<br />
You are welcome, masters; welcome, all. - I am glad to<br />
see <strong>the</strong>e well. - Welcome, good friends. - O, my old<br />
friend? Why, thy face is valanc'd since I saw <strong>the</strong>e last.<br />
Com'st' thou to' beard me in Denmark? - What, my young<br />
lady and mistress? By'r Lady, your ladyship is nearer to<br />
heaven than when I saw you last by <strong>the</strong> altitude of a<br />
chopine. Pray God your voice, like a piece of uncurrent<br />
gold, be not crack'd within <strong>the</strong> ring. - Masters, you are<br />
all welcome. We'll e'en to't like French falconers, fly<br />
at anything we see. We'll have a speech straight. Come,<br />
give us a taste of your quality. Come, a passionate<br />
speech.<br />
What speech, my good lord?<br />
FIRST PLAYER<br />
HAMLET<br />
I heard <strong>the</strong>e speak me a speech once, but it was never<br />
acted; or if it was, not above once; for <strong>the</strong> play, I<br />
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HAMLET (CONT)<br />
remember, pleas'd not <strong>the</strong> million, 'twas caviary to <strong>the</strong><br />
general; but it was (as I receiv'd it, and o<strong>the</strong>rs, whose<br />
judgments in such matters cried in <strong>the</strong> top of mine) an<br />
excellent play, well digested in <strong>the</strong> scenes, set down<br />
with as much modesty as cunning. I remember one said<br />
<strong>the</strong>re were no sallets in <strong>the</strong> lines to make <strong>the</strong> matter<br />
savoury, nor no matter in <strong>the</strong> phrase that might indict<br />
<strong>the</strong> author of affectation; but call'd it an honest<br />
method, as wholesome as sweet, and by very much more<br />
handsome than fine. One speech in't I chiefly lov'd.<br />
'Twas Aeneas' tale to Dido, and <strong>the</strong>reabout of it<br />
especially where he speaks of Priam's slaughter. If it<br />
live in your memory, begin at this line - let me see, let<br />
me see:<br />
The rugged Pyrrhus, like th' Hyrcanian beast -<br />
'Tis not so; it begins with Pyrrhus:<br />
The rugged Pyrrhus, he whose sable arms,<br />
Black as his purpose, did <strong>the</strong> night resemble<br />
When he lay couched in <strong>the</strong> ominous horse,<br />
Hath now this dread and black complexion smear'd<br />
With heraldry more dismal. Head to foot<br />
Now is be total gules, horridly trick'd<br />
With blood of fa<strong>the</strong>rs, mo<strong>the</strong>rs, daughters, sons,<br />
Bak'd and impasted with <strong>the</strong> parching streets,<br />
That lend a tyrannous and a damned light<br />
To <strong>the</strong>ir lord's mur<strong>the</strong>r. Roasted in wrath and fire,<br />
And thus o'ersized with coagulate gore,<br />
With eyes like carbuncles, <strong>the</strong> hellish Pyrrhus<br />
Old grandsire Priam seeks.<br />
So, proceed you.<br />
POLONIUS<br />
‘Fore God, my lord, well spoken, with good accent and<br />
good discretion.<br />
FIRST PLAYER<br />
Anon he finds him,<br />
Striking too short at Greeks. His antique sword,<br />
Rebellious to his arm, lies where it falls,<br />
Repugnant to command. Unequal match'd,<br />
Pyrrhus at Priam drives, in rage strikes wide;<br />
But with <strong>the</strong> whiff and wind of his fell sword<br />
Th' unnerved fa<strong>the</strong>r falls. Then senseless Ilium,<br />
Seeming to feel this blow, with flaming top<br />
Stoops to his base, and with a hideous crash<br />
Takes prisoner Pyrrhus' ear. For lo! his sword,<br />
Which was declining on <strong>the</strong> milky head<br />
Of reverend Priam, seem'd i' th' air to stick.<br />
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FIRST PLAYER (CONT)<br />
So, as a painted tyrant, Pyrrhus stood,<br />
And, like a neutral to his will and matter,<br />
Did nothing.<br />
But, as we often see, against some storm,<br />
A silence in <strong>the</strong> heavens, <strong>the</strong> rack stand still,<br />
The bold winds speechless, and <strong>the</strong> orb below<br />
As hush as death - anon <strong>the</strong> dreadful thunder<br />
Doth rend <strong>the</strong> region; so, after Pyrrhus' pause,<br />
Aroused vengeance sets him new awork;<br />
And never did <strong>the</strong> Cyclops' hammers fall<br />
On Mars's armour, forg'd for proof eterne,<br />
With less remorse than Pyrrhus' bleeding sword<br />
Now falls on Priam.<br />
Out, out, thou strumpet Fortune! All you gods,<br />
In general synod take away her power;<br />
Break all <strong>the</strong> spokes and fellies from her wheel,<br />
And bowl <strong>the</strong> round nave down <strong>the</strong> hill of heaven,<br />
As low as to <strong>the</strong> fiends!<br />
This is too long.<br />
POLONIUS<br />
HAMLET<br />
It shall to <strong>the</strong> barber's, with your beard. - Pri<strong>the</strong>e say<br />
on. He's for a jig or a tale of bawdry, or he sleeps. Say<br />
on; come to Hecuba.<br />
FIRST PLAYER<br />
But who, O who, had seen <strong>the</strong> moblèd queen -<br />
The moblèd queen?<br />
HAMLET<br />
POLONIUS<br />
That's good! Moblèd queen is good.<br />
FIRST PLAYER<br />
Run barefoot up and down, threat'ning <strong>the</strong> flames<br />
With bisson rheum; a clout upon that head<br />
Where late <strong>the</strong> diadem stood, and for a robe,<br />
About her lank and all o'erteemed loins,<br />
A blanket, in <strong>the</strong> alarm of fear caught up-<br />
Who this had seen, with tongue in venom steep'd<br />
'Gainst Fortune's state would treason have pronounc'd.<br />
But if <strong>the</strong> gods <strong>the</strong>mselves did see her <strong>the</strong>n,<br />
When she saw Pyrrhus make malicious sport<br />
In Mincing with his sword her husband's limbs,<br />
The instant burst of clamour that she made<br />
(Unless things mortal move <strong>the</strong>m not at all)<br />
Would have made milch <strong>the</strong> burning eyes of heaven<br />
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And passion in <strong>the</strong> gods.<br />
FIRST PLAYER (CONT)<br />
POLONIUS<br />
Look, whe'r he has not turn'd his colour, and has tears<br />
in's eyes. Pri<strong>the</strong>e no more!<br />
HAMLET<br />
'Tis well. I'll have <strong>the</strong>e speak out <strong>the</strong> rest of this<br />
soon. - Good my lord, will you see <strong>the</strong> players well<br />
bestow'd? Do you hear? Let <strong>the</strong>m be well us'd; for <strong>the</strong>y<br />
are <strong>the</strong> abstract and brief chronicles of <strong>the</strong> time. After<br />
your death you were better have a bad epitaph than <strong>the</strong>ir<br />
ill report while you live.<br />
POLONIUS<br />
My lord, I will use <strong>the</strong>m according to <strong>the</strong>ir desert.<br />
HAMLET<br />
God's bodykins, man, much better! Use every man after his<br />
desert, and who should scape whipping? Use <strong>the</strong>m after<br />
your own honour and dignity. The less <strong>the</strong>y deserve, <strong>the</strong><br />
more merit is in your bounty. Take <strong>the</strong>m in.<br />
Come, sirs.<br />
POLONIUS<br />
HAMLET<br />
Follow him, friends. We'll hear a play to-morrow.<br />
[Exeunt POLONIUS and Players except <strong>the</strong> FIRST<br />
Dost thou hear me, old friend? Can you play The Murder of<br />
Gonzago?<br />
Ay, my lord.<br />
FIRST PLAYER<br />
HAMLET<br />
We'll ha't tomorrow night. You could, for a need, study a<br />
speech of some dozen or sixteen lines which I would set<br />
down and insert in't, could you not?<br />
Ay, my lord.<br />
FIRST PLAYER<br />
HAMLET<br />
Very well. Follow that lord - and look you mock him not.<br />
[Exit FIRST PLAYER<br />
My good friends, I'll leave you till night. You are<br />
welcome to Elsinore.<br />
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Good my lord!<br />
Ay, so, God b' wi' ye!<br />
ROSENCRANTZ<br />
HAMLET<br />
[Exeunt ROSENCRANTZ and GUILDENSTERN<br />
Now I am alone.<br />
O what a rogue and peasant slave am I!<br />
Is it not monstrous that this player here,<br />
But in a fiction, in a dream of passion,<br />
Could force his soul so to his own conceit<br />
That, from her working, all his visage wann'd,<br />
Tears in his eyes, distraction in's aspect,<br />
A broken voice, and his whole function suiting<br />
With forms to his conceit? And all for nothing!<br />
For Hecuba!<br />
What's Hecuba to him, or he to Hecuba,<br />
That he should weep for her? What would he do,<br />
Had he <strong>the</strong> motive and <strong>the</strong> cue for passion<br />
That I have? He would drown <strong>the</strong> stage with tears<br />
And cleave <strong>the</strong> general ear with horrid speech;<br />
Make mad <strong>the</strong> guilty and appal <strong>the</strong> free,<br />
Confound <strong>the</strong> ignorant, and amaze indeed<br />
The very faculties of eyes and ears.<br />
Yet I,<br />
A dull and muddy-mettled rascal, peak<br />
Like John-a-dreams, unpregnant of my cause,<br />
And can say nothing! No, not for a king,<br />
Upon whose property and most dear life<br />
A damn'd defeat was made. Am I a coward?<br />
Who calls me villain? Breaks my pate across?<br />
Plucks off my beard and blows it in my face?<br />
Tweaks me by th' nose? Gives me <strong>the</strong> lie i' th' throat<br />
As deep as to <strong>the</strong> lungs? Who does me this, ha?<br />
'Swounds, I should take it! for it cannot be<br />
But I am pigeon-liver'd and lack gall<br />
To make oppression bitter, or ere this<br />
I should have fatted all <strong>the</strong> region kites<br />
With this slave's offal. Bloody bawdy villain!<br />
Remorseless, treacherous, lecherous, kindless villain!<br />
O, vengeance!<br />
Why, what an ass am I! This is most brave,<br />
That I, <strong>the</strong> son of a dear fa<strong>the</strong>r murder'd,<br />
Prompted to my revenge by heaven and hell,<br />
Must (like a whore) unpack my heart with words<br />
And fall a-cursing like a very drab,<br />
A scullion!<br />
Fie upon't! Foh! About, my brain! Hum, I have heard<br />
That guilty creatures, sitting at a play,<br />
Have by <strong>the</strong> very cunning of <strong>the</strong> scene<br />
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HAMLET (CONT)<br />
Been struck so to <strong>the</strong> soul that presently<br />
They have proclaim'd <strong>the</strong>ir malefactions;<br />
For murder, though it have no tongue, will speak<br />
With most miraculous organ, I'll have <strong>the</strong>se players<br />
Play something like <strong>the</strong> murder of my fa<strong>the</strong>r<br />
Before mine uncle. I'll observe his looks;<br />
I'll tent him to <strong>the</strong> quick. If he but blench,<br />
I know my course. The spirit that I have seen<br />
May be a devil; and <strong>the</strong> devil hath power<br />
T' assume a pleasing shape; yea, and perhaps<br />
Out of my weakness and my melancholy,<br />
As he is very potent with such spirits,<br />
Abuses me to damn me. I'll have grounds<br />
More relative than this. The play's <strong>the</strong> thing<br />
Wherein I'll catch <strong>the</strong> conscience of <strong>the</strong> king!<br />
[Exit<br />
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III.i.<br />
<strong>Act</strong> <strong>the</strong> Third<br />
[Elsinore. A room in <strong>the</strong> castle. Enter CLAUDIUS,<br />
GERTRUDE, POLONIUS, OPHELIA, ROSENCRANTZ, GUILDENSTERN,<br />
and Lords<br />
CLAUDIUS<br />
And can you by no drift of circumstance<br />
Get from him why he puts on this confusion,<br />
Grating so harshly all his days of quiet<br />
With turbulent and dangerous lunacy?<br />
ROSENCRANTZ<br />
He does confess he feels himself distracted,<br />
But from what cause he will by no means speak.<br />
GUILDENSTERN<br />
Nor do we find him forward to be sounded,<br />
But with a crafty madness keeps aloof<br />
When we would bring him on to some confession<br />
Of his true state.<br />
Did he receive you well?<br />
Most like a gentleman.<br />
GERTRUDE<br />
ROSENCRANTZ<br />
GUILDENSTERN<br />
But with much forcing of his disposition.<br />
ROSENCRANTZ<br />
Niggard of question, but of our demands<br />
Most free in his reply.<br />
Did you assay him<br />
To any pastime?<br />
GERTRUDE<br />
ROSENCRANTZ<br />
Madam, it so fell out that certain players<br />
We o'erraught on <strong>the</strong> way. Of <strong>the</strong>se we told him,<br />
And <strong>the</strong>re did seem in him a kind of joy<br />
To hear of it. They are here about <strong>the</strong> court,<br />
And, as I think, <strong>the</strong>y have already order<br />
This night to play before him.<br />
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POLONIUS<br />
'Tis most true;<br />
And he beseech'd me to entreat Your Majesties<br />
To hear and see <strong>the</strong> matter.<br />
CLAUDIUS<br />
With all my heart, and it doth much content me<br />
To hear him so inclin'd.<br />
Good gentlemen, give him a fur<strong>the</strong>r edge<br />
And drive his purpose on to <strong>the</strong>se delights.<br />
We shall, my lord.<br />
ROSENCRANTZ<br />
[Exeunt ROSENCRANTZ and GUILDENSTERN<br />
CLAUDIUS<br />
Sweet Gertrude, leave us too;<br />
For we have closely sent for Hamlet hi<strong>the</strong>r,<br />
That he, as 'twere by accident, may here<br />
Affront Ophelia.<br />
Her fa<strong>the</strong>r and myself (lawful espials)<br />
Will so bestow ourselves that, seeing unseen,<br />
We may of <strong>the</strong>ir encounter frankly judge<br />
And ga<strong>the</strong>r by him, as he is behav'd,<br />
If't be th' affliction of his love, or no,<br />
That thus he suffers for.<br />
GERTRUDE<br />
I shall obey you;<br />
And for your part, Ophelia, I do wish<br />
That your good beauties be <strong>the</strong> happy cause<br />
Of Hamlet's wildness. So shall I hope your virtues<br />
Will bring him to his wonted way again,<br />
To both your honours.<br />
Madam, I wish it may.<br />
[Exit GERTRUDE<br />
OPHELIA<br />
POLONIUS<br />
Ophelia, walk you here. - Gracious, so please you,<br />
We will bestow ourselves. –<br />
[To OPHELIA] Read on this book,<br />
That show of such an exercise may colour<br />
Your loneliness. - We are oft to blame in this,<br />
'Tis too much prov'd, that with devotion's visage<br />
And pious action we do sugar o'er<br />
The Devil himself.<br />
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CLAUDIUS<br />
[Aside] O, 'tis too true!<br />
How smart a lash that speech doth give my conscience!<br />
The harlot's cheek, beautied with plast'ring art,<br />
Is not more ugly to <strong>the</strong> thing that helps it<br />
Than is my deed to my most painted word.<br />
O heavy burden!<br />
POLONIUS<br />
I hear him coming. Let's withdraw, my lord.<br />
[Exeunt CLAUDIUS and POLONIUS. Enter HAMLET<br />
HAMLET<br />
To be, or not to be - that is <strong>the</strong> question:<br />
Whe<strong>the</strong>r 'tis nobler in <strong>the</strong> mind to suffer<br />
The slings and arrows of outrageous fortune<br />
Or to take arms against a sea of troubles,<br />
And by opposing end <strong>the</strong>m. To die - to sleep -<br />
No more; and by a sleep to say we end<br />
The heartache, and <strong>the</strong> thousand natural shocks<br />
That flesh is heir to. 'Tis a consummation<br />
Devoutly to be wish'd. To die - to sleep.<br />
To sleep - perchance to dream: ay, <strong>the</strong>re's <strong>the</strong> rub!<br />
For in that sleep of death what dreams may come<br />
When we have shuffled off this mortal coil,<br />
Must give us pause. There's <strong>the</strong> respect<br />
That makes calamity of so long life.<br />
For who would bear <strong>the</strong> whips and scorns of time,<br />
Th' oppressor's wrong, <strong>the</strong> proud man's contumely,<br />
The pangs of despisèd love, <strong>the</strong> law's delay,<br />
The insolence of office, and <strong>the</strong> spurns<br />
That patient merit of th' unworthy takes,<br />
When he himself might his quietus make<br />
With a bare bodkin? Who would <strong>the</strong>se fardels bear,<br />
To grunt and sweat under a weary life,<br />
But that <strong>the</strong> dread of something after death -<br />
The undiscover'd country, from whose bourn<br />
No traveller returns - puzzles <strong>the</strong> will,<br />
And makes us ra<strong>the</strong>r bear those ills we have<br />
Than fly to o<strong>the</strong>rs that we know not of?<br />
Thus conscience does make cowards of us all,<br />
And thus <strong>the</strong> native hue of resolution<br />
Is sicklied o'er with <strong>the</strong> pale cast of thought,<br />
And enterprises of great pith and moment<br />
With this regard <strong>the</strong>ir currents turn awry<br />
And lose <strong>the</strong> name of action. - Soft you now!<br />
The fair Ophelia! - Nymph, in thy orisons<br />
Be all my sins rememb'red.<br />
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OPHELIA<br />
Good my lord,<br />
How does your honour for this many a day?<br />
HAMLET<br />
I humbly thank you; well, well, well.<br />
OPHELIA<br />
My lord, I have remembrances of yours<br />
That I have longed long to re-deliver.<br />
I pray you, now receive <strong>the</strong>m.<br />
No, not I!<br />
I never gave you aught.<br />
HAMLET<br />
OPHELIA<br />
My honour'd lord, you know right well you did,<br />
And with <strong>the</strong>m words of so sweet breath compos'd<br />
As made <strong>the</strong> things more rich. Their perfume lost,<br />
Take <strong>the</strong>se again; for to <strong>the</strong> noble mind<br />
Rich gifts wax poor when givers prove unkind.<br />
There, my lord.<br />
Ha, ha! Are you honest?<br />
My lord?<br />
Are you fair?<br />
What means your lordship?<br />
HAMLET<br />
OPHELIA<br />
HAMLET<br />
OPHELIA<br />
HAMLET<br />
That if you be honest and fair, your honesty should admit<br />
no discourse to your beauty.<br />
OPHELIA<br />
Could beauty, my lord, have better commerce than with<br />
honesty?<br />
HAMLET<br />
Ay, truly; for <strong>the</strong> power of beauty will sooner transform<br />
honesty from what it is to a bawd than <strong>the</strong> force of<br />
honesty can translate beauty into his likeness. This was<br />
sometime a paradox, but now <strong>the</strong> time gives it proof. I<br />
did love you once.<br />
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OPHELIA<br />
Indeed, my lord, you made me believe so.<br />
HAMLET<br />
You should not have believ'd me; for virtue cannot so<br />
inoculate our old stock but we shall relish of it. I<br />
loved you not.<br />
I was <strong>the</strong> more deceived.<br />
OPHELIA<br />
HAMLET<br />
Get <strong>the</strong>e to a nunnery! Why wouldst thou be a breeder of<br />
sinners? I am myself indifferent honest, but yet I could<br />
accuse me of such things that it were better my mo<strong>the</strong>r<br />
had not borne me. I am very proud, revengeful, ambitious;<br />
with more offences at my beck than I have thoughts to put<br />
<strong>the</strong>m in, imagination to give <strong>the</strong>m shape, or time to act<br />
<strong>the</strong>m in. What should such fellows as I do, crawling<br />
between earth and heaven? We are arrant knaves all;<br />
believe none of us. Go thy ways to a nunnery. Where's<br />
your fa<strong>the</strong>r?<br />
At home, my lord.<br />
OPHELIA<br />
HAMLET<br />
Let <strong>the</strong> doors be shut upon him, that he may play <strong>the</strong> fool<br />
nowhere but in's own house. Farewell.<br />
OPHELIA<br />
O, help him, you sweet heavens!<br />
HAMLET<br />
If thou dost marry, I'll give <strong>the</strong>e this plague for thy<br />
dowry: be thou as chaste as ice, as pure as snow, thou<br />
shalt not escape calumny. Get <strong>the</strong>e to a nunnery. Go,<br />
farewell. Or if thou wilt needs marry, marry a fool; for<br />
wise men know well enough what monsters you make of <strong>the</strong>m.<br />
To a nunnery, go; and quickly too. Farewell.<br />
OPHELIA<br />
O heavenly powers, restore him!<br />
HAMLET<br />
I have heard of your paintings too, well enough. God hath<br />
given you one face, and you make yourselves ano<strong>the</strong>r. You<br />
jig, you amble, and you lisp; you nickname God's<br />
creatures and make your wantonness your ignorance. Go to,<br />
I'll no more on't! It hath made me mad. I say, we will<br />
have no moe marriages. Those that are married already –<br />
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HAMLET (CONT)<br />
all but one - shall live; <strong>the</strong> rest shall keep as <strong>the</strong>y<br />
are. To a nunnery, go.<br />
[Exit<br />
OPHELIA<br />
O, what a noble mind is here o'erthrown!<br />
The courtier's, scholar's, soldier's, eye, tongue, sword,<br />
Th' expectancy and rose of <strong>the</strong> fair state,<br />
The glass of fashion and <strong>the</strong> mould of form,<br />
Th' observ'd of all observers - quite, quite down!<br />
And I, of ladies most deject and wretched,<br />
That suck'd <strong>the</strong> honey of his music vows,<br />
Now see that noble and most sovereign reason,<br />
Like sweet bells jangled, out of tune and harsh;<br />
That unmatch'd form and feature of blown youth<br />
Blasted with ecstasy. O, woe is me<br />
T' have seen what I have seen, see what I see!<br />
[Enter CLAUDIUS and POLONIUS<br />
CLAUDIUS<br />
Love? his affections do not that way tend;<br />
Nor what he spake, though it lack'd form a little,<br />
Was not like madness. There's something in his soul<br />
O'er which his melancholy sits on brood;<br />
And I do doubt <strong>the</strong> hatch and <strong>the</strong> disclose<br />
Will be some danger; which for to prevent,<br />
I have in quick determination<br />
Thus set it down: he shall with speed to England<br />
For <strong>the</strong> demand of our neglected tribute.<br />
Haply <strong>the</strong> seas, and countries different,<br />
With variable objects, shall expel<br />
This something-settled matter in his heart,<br />
Whereon his brains still beating puts him thus<br />
From fashion of himself. What think you on't?<br />
POLONIUS<br />
It shall do well. But yet do I believe<br />
The origin and commencement of his grief<br />
Sprung from neglected love. - How now, Ophelia?<br />
You need not tell us what Lord Hamlet said.<br />
We heard it all. - My lord, do as you please;<br />
But if you hold it fit, after <strong>the</strong> play<br />
Let his queen mo<strong>the</strong>r all alone entreat him<br />
To show his grief. Let her be round with him;<br />
And I'll be plac'd so please you, in <strong>the</strong> ear<br />
Of all <strong>the</strong>ir conference. If she find him not,<br />
To England send him; or confine him where<br />
Your wisdom best shall think.<br />
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CLAUDIUS<br />
It shall be so.<br />
Madness in great ones must not unwatch'd go.<br />
[Exeunt<br />
III.ii.<br />
[Elsinore. A hall in <strong>the</strong> castle. Enter HAMLET and three<br />
of <strong>the</strong> Players<br />
HAMLET<br />
Speak <strong>the</strong> speech, I pray you, as I pronounc'd it to you,<br />
trippingly on <strong>the</strong> tongue. But if you mouth it, as many of<br />
our players do, I had as lieve <strong>the</strong> town crier spoke my<br />
lines. Nor do not saw <strong>the</strong> air too much with your hand,<br />
thus, but use all gently; for in <strong>the</strong> very torrent,<br />
tempest, and (as I may say) whirlwind of your passion,<br />
you must acquire and beget a temperance that may give it<br />
smoothness. O, it offends me to <strong>the</strong> soul to hear a<br />
robustious periwig-pated fellow tear a passion to<br />
tatters, to very rags, to split <strong>the</strong> cars of <strong>the</strong><br />
groundlings, who (for <strong>the</strong> most part) are capable of<br />
nothing but inexplicable dumb shows and noise. I would<br />
have such a fellow whipp'd for o'erdoing Termagant. It<br />
out-Herods Herod. Pray you avoid it.<br />
I warrant your honour.<br />
PLAYER<br />
HAMLET<br />
Be not too tame nei<strong>the</strong>r; but let your own discretion be<br />
your tutor. Suit <strong>the</strong> action to <strong>the</strong> word, <strong>the</strong> word to <strong>the</strong><br />
action; with this special observance, that you o'erstep<br />
not <strong>the</strong> modesty of nature: for anything so overdone is<br />
from <strong>the</strong> purpose of playing, whose end, both at <strong>the</strong> first<br />
and now, was and is, to hold, as 'twere, <strong>the</strong> mirror up to<br />
nature; to show Virtue her own feature, scorn her own<br />
image, and <strong>the</strong> very age and body of <strong>the</strong> time his form and<br />
pressure. Now this overdone, or come tardy off, though it<br />
make <strong>the</strong> unskilful laugh, cannot but make <strong>the</strong> judicious<br />
grieve; <strong>the</strong> censure of <strong>the</strong> which one must in your<br />
allowance o'erweigh a whole <strong>the</strong>atre of o<strong>the</strong>rs. O, <strong>the</strong>re<br />
be players that I have seen play, and heard o<strong>the</strong>rs<br />
praise, and that highly (not to speak it profanely),<br />
that, nei<strong>the</strong>r having <strong>the</strong> accent of Christians, nor <strong>the</strong><br />
gait of Christian, pagan, nor man, have so strutted and<br />
bellowed that I have thought some of Nature's journeymen<br />
had made men, and not made <strong>the</strong>m well, <strong>the</strong>y imitated<br />
humanity so abominably.<br />
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PLAYER<br />
I hope we have reform'd that indifferently with us, sir.<br />
HAMLET<br />
O, reform it altoge<strong>the</strong>r! And let those that play your<br />
clowns speak no more than is set down for <strong>the</strong>m. For <strong>the</strong>re<br />
be of <strong>the</strong>m that will <strong>the</strong>mselves laugh, to set on some<br />
quantity of barren spectators to laugh too, though in <strong>the</strong><br />
mean time some necessary question of <strong>the</strong> play be <strong>the</strong>n to<br />
be considered. That's villainous and shows a most pitiful<br />
ambition in <strong>the</strong> fool that uses it. Go make you ready.<br />
[Exeunt PLAYERS. Enter POLONIUS, ROSENCRANTZ, and<br />
GUILDENSTERN<br />
How now, my lord? Will <strong>the</strong> King hear this piece of work?<br />
POLONIUS<br />
And <strong>the</strong> Queen too, and that presently.<br />
HAMLET<br />
Bid <strong>the</strong> players make haste, [Exit POLONIUS] Will you two<br />
help to hasten <strong>the</strong>m?<br />
We will, my lord.<br />
[Exeunt <strong>the</strong> two<br />
What, ho, Horatio!<br />
[Enter HORATIO<br />
ROSENCRANTZ and GUILDENSTERN<br />
HAMLET<br />
HORATIO<br />
Here, sweet lord, at your service.<br />
HAMLET<br />
Horatio, thou art e'en as just a man<br />
As e'er my conversation cop'd withal.<br />
O, my dear lord!<br />
HORATIO<br />
HAMLET<br />
Nay, do not think I flatter;<br />
For what advancement may I hope from <strong>the</strong>e,<br />
That no revenue hast but thy good spirits<br />
To feed and clo<strong>the</strong> <strong>the</strong>e? Why should <strong>the</strong> poor be<br />
flatter'd?<br />
No, let <strong>the</strong> candied tongue lick absurd pomp,<br />
And crook <strong>the</strong> pregnant hinges of <strong>the</strong> knee<br />
Where thrift may follow fawning. Dost thou hear?<br />
Since my dear soul was mistress of her choice<br />
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HAMLET (CONT)<br />
And could of men distinguish, her election<br />
Hath scald <strong>the</strong>e for herself. For thou hast been<br />
As one, in suff'ring all, that suffers nothing;<br />
A man that Fortune's buffets and rewards<br />
Hast ta'en with equal thanks; and blest are those<br />
Whose blood and judgment are so well commingled<br />
That <strong>the</strong>y are not a pipe for Fortune's finger<br />
To sound what stop she please. Give me that man<br />
That is not passion's slave, and I will wear him<br />
In my heart's core, ay, in my heart of heart,<br />
As I do <strong>the</strong>e. Something too much of this I<br />
There is a play to-night before <strong>the</strong> King.<br />
One scene of it comes near <strong>the</strong> circumstance,<br />
Which I have told <strong>the</strong>e, of my fa<strong>the</strong>r's death.<br />
I pri<strong>the</strong>e, when thou seest that act afoot,<br />
Even with <strong>the</strong> very comment of thy soul<br />
Observe my uncle. If his occulted guilt<br />
Do not itself unkennel in one speech,<br />
It is a damned ghost that we have seen,<br />
And my imaginations are as foul<br />
As Vulcan's stithy. Give him heedful note;<br />
For I mine eyes will rivet to his face,<br />
And after we will both our judgments join<br />
In censure of his seeming.<br />
HORATIO<br />
Well, my lord.<br />
If he steal aught <strong>the</strong> whilst this play is playing,<br />
And scape detecting, I will pay <strong>the</strong> <strong>the</strong>ft.<br />
[Sound a flourish. Enter Trumpets and Kettledrums. Danish<br />
march. Enter CLAUDIUS, GERTRUDE, POLONIUS, OPHELIA,<br />
ROSENCRANTZ, GUILDENSTERN, and o<strong>the</strong>r Lords attendant,<br />
with <strong>the</strong> Guard carrying torches<br />
HAMLET<br />
They are coming to <strong>the</strong> play. I must be idle.<br />
Get you a place.<br />
CLAUDIUS<br />
How fares our cousin Hamlet?<br />
HAMLET<br />
Excellent, i' faith; of <strong>the</strong> chameleon's dish. I eat <strong>the</strong><br />
air, promise-cramm'd. You cannot feed capons so.<br />
CLAUDIUS<br />
I have nothing with this answer, Hamlet. These words are<br />
not mine.<br />
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HAMLET<br />
No, nor mine now. [To POLONIUS] My lord, you play'd once<br />
i' th' university, you say?<br />
POLONIUS<br />
That did I, my lord, and was accounted a good actor.<br />
What did you enact?<br />
HAMLET<br />
POLONIUS<br />
I did enact Julius Caesar; I was kill'd i' th' Capitol;<br />
Brutus kill'd me.<br />
HAMLET<br />
It was a brute part of him to kill so capital a calf<br />
<strong>the</strong>re. - Be <strong>the</strong> players ready?<br />
ROSENCRANTZ<br />
Ay, my lord. They stay upon your patience.<br />
GERTRUDE<br />
Come hi<strong>the</strong>r, my dear Hamlet, sit by me.<br />
HAMLET<br />
No, good mo<strong>the</strong>r:<br />
Here's metal more attractive.<br />
POLONIUS<br />
[To CLAUDIUS] O, ho! Do you mark that?<br />
HAMLET<br />
Lady, shall I lie in your lap?<br />
[Sits down at OPHELIA's feet<br />
No, my lord.<br />
OPHELIA<br />
HAMLET<br />
I mean, my head upon your lap?<br />
Ay, my lord.<br />
OPHELIA<br />
HAMLET<br />
Do you think I meant country matters?<br />
I think nothing, my lord.<br />
OPHELIA<br />
HAMLET<br />
That's a fair thought to lie between maids' legs.<br />
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What is, my lord?<br />
Nothing.<br />
You are merry, my lord.<br />
Who, I?<br />
Ay, my lord.<br />
OPHELIA<br />
HAMLET<br />
OPHELIA<br />
HAMLET<br />
OPHELIA<br />
HAMLET<br />
O God, your only jig-maker! What should a man do but be<br />
merry? For look you how cheerfully my mo<strong>the</strong>r looks, and<br />
my fa<strong>the</strong>r died within 's two hours.<br />
OPHELIA<br />
Nay 'tis twice two months, my lord.<br />
HAMLET<br />
So long? Nay <strong>the</strong>n, let <strong>the</strong> devil wear black, for I'll<br />
have a suit of sables. O heavens! die two months ago, and<br />
not forgotten yet? Then <strong>the</strong>re's hope a great man's memory<br />
may outlive his life half a year. But, by'r Lady, he must<br />
build churches <strong>the</strong>n; or else shall he suffer not thinking<br />
on, with <strong>the</strong> hobby-horse, whose epitaph is For O, for O,<br />
<strong>the</strong> hobby-horse is forgot!<br />
[Hautboys play. The dumb show enters. Enter a KING and a<br />
QUEEN very lovingly; <strong>the</strong> QUEEN embracing him and he her.<br />
She kneels, and makes show of protestation unto him. He<br />
takes her up, and declines his head upon her neck. He<br />
lays him down upon a bank of flowers. She, seeing him<br />
asleep, leaves him. Anon comes in a fellow, takes off his<br />
crown, kisses it, pours poison in <strong>the</strong> sleeper's ears, and<br />
leaves him. The QUEEN returns, finds <strong>the</strong> KING dead, and<br />
makes passionate action. The POISONER with some three or<br />
four Mutes, comes in again, seem to condole with her. The<br />
dead body is carried away. The POISONER woos <strong>the</strong> QUEEN<br />
with gifts; she seems harsh and unwilling awhile, but in<br />
<strong>the</strong> end accepts his love. Exeunt<br />
What means this, my lord?<br />
OPHELIA<br />
HAMLET<br />
Marry, this is miching malhecho; it means mischief.<br />
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OPHELIA<br />
Belike this show imports <strong>the</strong> argument of <strong>the</strong> play.<br />
[Enter PROLOGUE<br />
HAMLET<br />
We shall know by this fellow. [Aside] The players cannot<br />
keep counsel; <strong>the</strong>y'll tell all.<br />
OPHELIA<br />
Will he tell us what this show meant?<br />
HAMLET<br />
Ay, or any show that you'll show him. Be not you asham'd<br />
to show, he'll not shame to tell you what it means.<br />
OPHELIA<br />
You are naught, you are naught! I'll mark <strong>the</strong> play.<br />
PROLOGUE<br />
For us, and for our tragedy,<br />
Here stooping to your clemency,<br />
We beg your hearing patiently.<br />
[Exit<br />
HAMLET<br />
Is this a prologue, or <strong>the</strong> posy of a ring?<br />
'Tis brief, my lord.<br />
As woman's love.<br />
OPHELIA<br />
HAMLET<br />
[Enter two Players as KING and QUEEN<br />
KING<br />
Full thirty times hath Phoebus' cart gone round<br />
Neptune's salt wash and Tellus' orbed ground,<br />
And thirty dozed moons with borrowed sheen<br />
About <strong>the</strong> world have times twelve thirties been,<br />
Since love our hearts, and Hymen did our hands,<br />
Unite comutual in most sacred bands.<br />
QUEEN<br />
So many journeys may <strong>the</strong> sun and moon<br />
Make us again count o'er ere love be done!<br />
But woe is me! you are so sick of late,<br />
So far from cheer and from your former state.<br />
That I distrust you. Yet, though I distrust,<br />
Discomfort you, my lord, it nothing must;<br />
For women's fear and love holds quantity,<br />
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QUEEN (CONT)<br />
In nei<strong>the</strong>r aught, or in extremity.<br />
Now what my love is, proof hath made you know;<br />
And as my love is siz'd, my fear is so.<br />
Where love is great, <strong>the</strong> littlest doubts are fear;<br />
Where little fears grow great, great love grows <strong>the</strong>re.<br />
KING<br />
Faith, I must leave <strong>the</strong>e, love, and shortly too;<br />
My operant powers <strong>the</strong>ir functions leave to do.<br />
And thou shalt live in this fair world behind,<br />
Honour'd, belov'd, and haply one as kind<br />
For husband shalt thou -<br />
QUEEN<br />
O, confound <strong>the</strong> rest!<br />
Such love must needs be treason in my breast.<br />
When second husband let me be accurst!<br />
None wed <strong>the</strong> second but who killed <strong>the</strong> first.<br />
HAMLET<br />
[Aside] Wormwood, wormwood!<br />
QUEEN<br />
The instances that second marriage move<br />
Are base respects of thrift, but none of love.<br />
A second time I kill my husband dead<br />
When second husband kisses me in bed.<br />
KING<br />
I do believe you think what now you speak;<br />
But what we do determine oft we break.<br />
Purpose is but <strong>the</strong> slave to memory,<br />
Of violent birth, but poor validity;<br />
Which now, like fruit unripe, sticks on <strong>the</strong> tree,<br />
But fill unshaken when <strong>the</strong>y mellow be.<br />
Most necessary 'tis that we forget<br />
To pay ourselves what to ourselves is debt.<br />
What to ourselves in passion we propose,<br />
The passion ending, doth <strong>the</strong> purpose lose.<br />
The violence of ei<strong>the</strong>r grief or joy<br />
Their own enactures with <strong>the</strong>mselves destroy.<br />
Where joy most revels, grief doth most lament;<br />
Grief joys, joy grieves, on slender accident.<br />
This world is not for aye, nor 'tis not strange<br />
That even our loves should with our fortunes change;<br />
For 'tis a question left us yet to prove,<br />
Whe<strong>the</strong>r love lead fortune, or else fortune love.<br />
The great man down, you mark his favourite flies,<br />
The poor advanc'd makes friends of enemies;<br />
And hi<strong>the</strong>rto doth love on fortune tend,<br />
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KING (CONT)<br />
For who not needs shall never lack a friend,<br />
And who in want a hollow friend doth try,<br />
Directly seasons him his enemy.<br />
But, orderly to end where I begun,<br />
Our wills and fates do so contrary run<br />
That our devices still are overthrown;<br />
Our thoughts are ours, <strong>the</strong>ir ends none of our own.<br />
So think thou wilt no second husband wed;<br />
But die thy thoughts when thy first lord is dead.<br />
QUEEN<br />
Nor earth to me give food, nor heaven light,<br />
Sport and repose lock from me day and night,<br />
To desperation turn my trust and hope,<br />
An anchor's cheer in prison be my scope,<br />
Each opposite that blanks <strong>the</strong> face of joy<br />
Meet what I would have well, and it destroy,<br />
Both here and hence pursue me lasting strife,<br />
If, once a widow, ever I be wife!<br />
HAMLET<br />
If she should break it now!<br />
KING<br />
'Tis deeply sworn. Sweet, leave me here awhile.<br />
My spirits grow dull, and fain I would beguile<br />
The tedious day with sleep.<br />
Sleep rock thy brain,<br />
[KING sleeps<br />
QUEEN<br />
And never come mischance between us twain!<br />
[Exit<br />
HAMLET<br />
Madam, how like you this play?<br />
GERTRUDE<br />
The lady doth protest too much, methinks.<br />
HAMLET<br />
O, but she'll keep her word.<br />
CLAUDIUS<br />
Have you heard <strong>the</strong> argument? Is <strong>the</strong>re no offence in't?<br />
HAMLET<br />
No, no! They do but jest, poison in jest; no offence i'<br />
th' world.<br />
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What do you call <strong>the</strong> play?<br />
CLAUDIUS<br />
HAMLET<br />
The Mousetrap. Marry, how? Tropically. This play is <strong>the</strong><br />
image of a mur<strong>the</strong>r done in Vienna. Gonzago is <strong>the</strong> duke's<br />
name; his wife, Baptista. You shall see anon. 'Tis a<br />
knavish piece of work; but what o' that? Your Majesty,<br />
and we that have free souls, it touches us not. Let <strong>the</strong><br />
gall'd jade winch; our wi<strong>the</strong>rs are unwrung.<br />
[Enter LUCIANUS<br />
This is one Lucianus, nephew to <strong>the</strong> King.<br />
OPHELIA<br />
You are as good as a chorus, my lord.<br />
HAMLET<br />
I could interpret between you and your love, if I could<br />
see <strong>the</strong> puppets dallying.<br />
OPHELIA<br />
You are keen, my lord, you are keen.<br />
HAMLET<br />
It would cost you a groaning to take off my edge.<br />
Still better, and worse.<br />
OPHELIA<br />
HAMLET<br />
So you must take your husbands. - Begin, mur<strong>the</strong>rer. Pox,<br />
leave thy damnable faces, and begin! Come, <strong>the</strong> croaking<br />
raven doth bellow for revenge.<br />
LUCIANUS<br />
Thoughts black, hands apt, drugs fit, and time agreeing;<br />
Confederate season, else no creature seeing;<br />
Thou mixture rank, of midnight weeds collected,<br />
With Hecate's ban thrice blasted, thrice infected,<br />
Thy natural magic and dire property<br />
On wholesome life usurp immediately.<br />
Pours <strong>the</strong> poison in his ears.<br />
HAMLET<br />
He poisons him i' th' garden for's estate. His name's<br />
Gonzago. The story is extant, and written in very choice<br />
Italian. You shall see anon how <strong>the</strong> murderer gets <strong>the</strong><br />
love of Gonzago's wife.<br />
The king rises.<br />
OPHELIA<br />
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HAMLET<br />
What, frighted with false fire?<br />
How fares my lord?<br />
Give o'er <strong>the</strong> play.<br />
Give me some light! Away!<br />
Lights, lights, lights!<br />
GERTRUDE<br />
POLONIUS<br />
CLAUDIUS<br />
ALL<br />
[Exeunt all but HAMLET and HORATIO<br />
HAMLET<br />
Why, let <strong>the</strong> strucken deer go weep,<br />
The hart ungallèd play;<br />
For some must watch, while some must sleep:<br />
Thus runs <strong>the</strong> world away.<br />
Would not this, sir, and a forest of fea<strong>the</strong>rs - if <strong>the</strong><br />
rest of my fortunes turn Turk with me - with two<br />
provincial roses on my rais'd shoes, get me a fellowship<br />
in a cry of players, sir?<br />
Half a share.<br />
A whole one I!<br />
HORATIO<br />
HAMLET<br />
For thou dost know, O Damon dear,<br />
This realm dismantled was<br />
Of Jove himself; and now reigns here<br />
A very, very - pajock.<br />
You might have rhymed.<br />
HORATIO<br />
HAMLET<br />
O good Horatio, I'll take <strong>the</strong> ghost's word for a thousand<br />
pound! Didst perceive?<br />
Very well, my lord.<br />
HORATIO<br />
HAMLET<br />
Upon <strong>the</strong> talk of <strong>the</strong> poisoning?<br />
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I did very well note him.<br />
HORATIO<br />
HAMLET<br />
Aha! - Come, some music! Come, <strong>the</strong> recorders!<br />
Come, some music!<br />
For if <strong>the</strong> King like not <strong>the</strong> comedy,<br />
Why <strong>the</strong>n, belike he likes it not, perdy.<br />
[Enter ROSENCRANTZ and GUILDENSTERN<br />
GUILDENSTERN<br />
Good my lord, vouchsafe me a word with you.<br />
Sir, a whole history.<br />
The king, sir -<br />
Ay, sir, what of him?<br />
HAMLET<br />
GUILDENSTERN<br />
HAMLET<br />
GUILDENSTERN<br />
Is in his retirement, marvellous distemper'd.<br />
With drink, sir?<br />
HAMLET<br />
GUILDENSTERN<br />
No, my lord; ra<strong>the</strong>r with choler.<br />
HAMLET<br />
Your wisdom should show itself more richer to signify<br />
this to <strong>the</strong> doctor; for me to put him to his purgation<br />
would perhaps plunge him into far more choler.<br />
GUILDENSTERN<br />
Good my lord, put your discourse into some frame, and<br />
start not so wildly from my affair.<br />
HAMLET<br />
I am tame, sir; pronounce.<br />
GUILDENSTERN<br />
The Queen, your mo<strong>the</strong>r, in most great affliction of<br />
spirit hath sent me to you.<br />
You are welcome.<br />
HAMLET<br />
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GUILDENSTERN<br />
Nay, good my lord, this courtesy is not of <strong>the</strong> right<br />
breed. If it shall please you to make me a wholesome<br />
answer, I will do your mo<strong>the</strong>r's commandment; if not, your<br />
pardon and my return shall be <strong>the</strong> end of my business.<br />
Sir, I cannot.<br />
What, my lord?<br />
HAMLET<br />
GUILDENSTERN<br />
HAMLET<br />
Make you a wholesome answer; my wit's diseas'd. But, sir,<br />
such answer as I can make, you shall command; or ra<strong>the</strong>r,<br />
as you say, my mo<strong>the</strong>r. Therefore no more, but to <strong>the</strong><br />
matter! My mo<strong>the</strong>r, you say -<br />
ROSENCRANTZ<br />
Then thus she says: your behaviour hath struck her into<br />
amazement and admiration.<br />
HAMLET<br />
O wonderful son, that can so astonish a mo<strong>the</strong>r! But is<br />
<strong>the</strong>re no sequel at <strong>the</strong> heels of this mo<strong>the</strong>r's admiration?<br />
Impart.<br />
ROSENCRANTZ<br />
She desires to speak with you in her closet ere you go to<br />
bed.<br />
HAMLET<br />
We shall obey, were she ten times our mo<strong>the</strong>r.<br />
Have you any fur<strong>the</strong>r trade with us?<br />
ROSENCRANTZ<br />
My lord, you once did love me.<br />
HAMLET<br />
And do still, by <strong>the</strong>se pickers and stealers!<br />
ROSENCRANTZ<br />
Good my lord, what is your cause of distemper? You do<br />
surely bar <strong>the</strong> door upon your own liberty, if you deny<br />
your griefs to your friend.<br />
Sir, I lack advancement.<br />
HAMLET<br />
ROSENCRANTZ<br />
How can that be, when you have <strong>the</strong> voice of <strong>the</strong> King<br />
himself for your succession in Denmark?<br />
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HAMLET<br />
Ay, sir, but while <strong>the</strong> grass grows - <strong>the</strong> proverb is<br />
something musty.<br />
[Enter <strong>the</strong> PLAYERS with recorders<br />
O, <strong>the</strong> recorders! Let me see one. To withdraw with you -<br />
why do you go about to recover <strong>the</strong> wind of me, as if you<br />
would drive me into a toil?<br />
GUILDENSTERN<br />
O my lord, if my duty be too bold, my love is too<br />
unmannerly.<br />
HAMLET<br />
I do not well understand that. Will you play upon this<br />
pipe?<br />
My lord, I cannot.<br />
I pray you.<br />
Believe me, I cannot.<br />
I do beseech you.<br />
GUILDENSTERN<br />
HAMLET<br />
GUILDENSTERN<br />
HAMLET<br />
GUILDENSTERN<br />
I know no touch of it, my lord.<br />
HAMLET<br />
It is as easy as lying. Govern <strong>the</strong>se ventages with your<br />
fingers and thumbs, give it breath with your mouth, and<br />
it will discourse most eloquent music. Look you, <strong>the</strong>se<br />
are <strong>the</strong> stops.<br />
GUILDENSTERN<br />
But <strong>the</strong>se cannot I command to any utt'rance of harmony. I<br />
have not <strong>the</strong> skill.<br />
HAMLET<br />
Why, look you now, how unworthy a thing you make of me!<br />
You would play upon me; you would seem to know my stops;<br />
you would pluck out <strong>the</strong> heart of my mystery; you would<br />
sound me from my lowest note to <strong>the</strong> top of my compass;<br />
and <strong>the</strong>re is much music, excellent voice, in this little<br />
organ, yet cannot you make it speak. 'Sblood, do you<br />
think I am easier to be play'd on than a pipe? Call me<br />
what instrument you will, though you can fret me, you<br />
cannot play upon me.<br />
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[Enter POLONIUS<br />
God bless you, sir!<br />
HAMLET (CONT)<br />
POLONIUS<br />
My lord, <strong>the</strong> Queen would speak with you, and presently.<br />
HAMLET<br />
Do you see yonder cloud that's almost in shape of a<br />
camel?<br />
POLONIUS<br />
By th' mass, and 'tis like a camel indeed.<br />
HAMLET<br />
Methinks it is like a weasel.<br />
POLONIUS<br />
It is back'd like a weasel.<br />
Or like a whale.<br />
Very like a whale.<br />
HAMLET<br />
POLONIUS<br />
HAMLET<br />
Then will I come to my mo<strong>the</strong>r by-and-by. - They fool me<br />
to <strong>the</strong> top of my bent. - I will come by-and-by.<br />
I will say so.<br />
[Exit<br />
POLONIUS<br />
HAMLET<br />
By-and-by is easily said. - Leave me, friends.<br />
[Exeunt all but HAMLET<br />
'Tis now <strong>the</strong> very witching time of night,<br />
When churchyards yawn, and hell itself brea<strong>the</strong>s out<br />
Contagion to this world. Now could I drink hot blood<br />
And do such bitter business as <strong>the</strong> day<br />
Would quake to look on. Soft! Now to my mo<strong>the</strong>r!<br />
O heart, lose not thy nature; let not ever<br />
The soul of Nero enter this firm bosom.<br />
Let me be cruel, not unnatural;<br />
I will speak daggers to her, but use none.<br />
My tongue and soul in this be hypocrites-<br />
How in my words somever she be shent,<br />
To give <strong>the</strong>m seals never, my soul, consent!<br />
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[Exit<br />
III.iii.<br />
[A room in <strong>the</strong> castle. Enter CLAUDIUS, ROSENCRANTZ, and<br />
GUILDENSTERN<br />
CLAUDIUS<br />
I like him not, nor stands it safe with us<br />
To let his madness range. Therefore prepare you;<br />
I your commission will forthwith dispatch,<br />
And he to England shall along with you.<br />
The terms of our estate may not endure<br />
Hazard so near us as doth hourly grow<br />
Out of his lunacies.<br />
GUILDENSTERN<br />
We will ourselves provide.<br />
Most holy and religious fear it is<br />
To keep those many many bodies safe<br />
That live and feed upon Your Majesty.<br />
ROSENCRANTZ<br />
The single and peculiar life is bound<br />
With all <strong>the</strong> strength and armour of <strong>the</strong> mind<br />
To keep itself from noyance; but much more<br />
That spirit upon whose weal depends and rests<br />
The lives of many. The cesse of majesty<br />
Dies not alone, but like a gulf doth draw<br />
What's near it with it. It is a massy wheel,<br />
Fix'd on <strong>the</strong> summit of <strong>the</strong> highest mount,<br />
To whose huge spokes ten thousand lesser things<br />
Are mortis'd and adjoin'd; which when it falls,<br />
Each small annexment, petty consequence,<br />
Attends <strong>the</strong> boist'rous ruin. Never alone<br />
Did <strong>the</strong> king sigh, but with a general groan.<br />
CLAUDIUS<br />
Arm you, I pray you, to <strong>the</strong> speedy voyage;<br />
For we will fetters put upon this fear,<br />
Which now goes too free-footed.<br />
We will haste us.<br />
ROSENCRANTZ and GUILDENSTERN<br />
[Exeunt ROSENCRANTZ and GUILDENSTERN. Enter POLONIUS<br />
POLONIUS<br />
My lord, he's going to his mo<strong>the</strong>r's closet.<br />
Behind <strong>the</strong> arras I'll convey myself<br />
To hear <strong>the</strong> process. I'll warrant she'll tax him home;<br />
And, as you said, and wisely was it said,<br />
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POLONIUS (CONT)<br />
'Tis meet that some more audience than a mo<strong>the</strong>r,<br />
Since nature makes <strong>the</strong>m partial, should o'erhear<br />
The speech, of vantage. Fare you well, my liege.<br />
I'll call upon you ere you go to bed<br />
And tell you what I know.<br />
Thanks, dear my lord.<br />
[Exit POLONIUS<br />
CLAUDIUS<br />
O, my offence is rank, it smells to heaven;<br />
It hath <strong>the</strong> primal eldest curse upon't,<br />
A bro<strong>the</strong>r's mur<strong>the</strong>r! Pray can I not,<br />
Though inclination be as sharp as will.<br />
My stronger guilt defeats my strong intent,<br />
And, like a man to double business bound,<br />
I stand in pause where I shall first begin,<br />
And both neglect. What if this cursed hand<br />
Were thicker than itself with bro<strong>the</strong>r's blood,<br />
Is <strong>the</strong>re not rain enough in <strong>the</strong> sweet heavens<br />
To wash it white as snow? Whereto serves mercy<br />
But to confront <strong>the</strong> visage of offence?<br />
And what's in prayer but this twofold force,<br />
To be forestalled ere we come to fall,<br />
Or pardon'd being down? Then I'll look up;<br />
My fault is past. But, O, what form of prayer<br />
Can serve my turn? 'Forgive me my foul mur<strong>the</strong>r'?<br />
That cannot be; since I am still possess'd<br />
Of those effects for which I did <strong>the</strong> mur<strong>the</strong>r-<br />
My crown, mine own ambition, and my queen.<br />
May one be pardon'd and retain th' offence?<br />
In <strong>the</strong> corrupted currents of this world<br />
Offence's gilded hand may shove by justice,<br />
And oft 'tis seen <strong>the</strong> wicked prize itself<br />
Buys out <strong>the</strong> law; but 'tis not so above.<br />
There is no shuffling; <strong>the</strong>re <strong>the</strong> action lies<br />
In his true nature, and we ourselves compell'd,<br />
Even to <strong>the</strong> teeth and forehead of our faults,<br />
To give in evidence. What <strong>the</strong>n? What rests?<br />
Try what repentance can. What can it not?<br />
Yet what can it when one cannot repent?<br />
O wretched state! O bosom black as death!<br />
O limed soul, that, struggling to be free,<br />
Art more engag'd! Help, angels! Make assay.<br />
Bow, stubborn knees; and heart with strings of steel,<br />
Be soft as sinews of <strong>the</strong> new-born babe!<br />
All may be well.<br />
[He kneels. Enter HAMLET<br />
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HAMLET<br />
Now might I do it pat, now he is praying;<br />
And now I'll do't. And so he goes to heaven,<br />
And so am I reveng'd. That would be scann'd.<br />
A villain kills my fa<strong>the</strong>r; and for that,<br />
I, his sole son, do this same villain send<br />
To heaven.<br />
Why, this is hire and salary, not revenge!<br />
He took my fa<strong>the</strong>r grossly, full of bread,<br />
With all his crimes broad blown, as flush as May;<br />
And how his audit stands, who knows save heaven?<br />
But in our circumstance and course of thought,<br />
'Tis heavy with him; and am I <strong>the</strong>n reveng'd,<br />
To take him in <strong>the</strong> purging of his soul,<br />
When he is fit and seasoned for his passage?<br />
No.<br />
Up, sword, and know thou a more horrid hent.<br />
When he is drunk asleep; or in his rage;<br />
Or in th' incestuous pleasure of his bed;<br />
At gaming, swearing, or about some act<br />
That has no relish of salvation in't-<br />
Then trip him, that his heels may kick at heaven,<br />
And that his soul may be as damn'd and black<br />
As hell, whereto it goes. My mo<strong>the</strong>r stays.<br />
This physic but prolongs thy sickly days.<br />
[Exit<br />
CLAUDIUS<br />
[Rises] My words fly up, my thoughts remain below.<br />
Words without thoughts never to heaven go.<br />
[Exit<br />
III.iv.<br />
[The Queen's closet. Enter GERTRUDE and POLONIUS<br />
POLONIUS<br />
He will come straight. Look you lay home to him.<br />
Tell him his pranks have been too broad to bear with,<br />
And that your Grace hath screen'd and stood between<br />
Much heat and him. I'll silence me even here.<br />
Pray you be round with him.<br />
HAMLET<br />
[Within] Mo<strong>the</strong>r, mo<strong>the</strong>r, mo<strong>the</strong>r!<br />
GERTRUDE<br />
I'll warrant you; fear me not. Withdraw; I hear him<br />
coming.<br />
[POLONIUS hides behind <strong>the</strong> arras. Enter HAMLET<br />
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HAMLET<br />
Now, mo<strong>the</strong>r, what's <strong>the</strong> matter?<br />
GERTRUDE<br />
Hamlet, thou hast thy fa<strong>the</strong>r much offended.<br />
HAMLET<br />
Mo<strong>the</strong>r, you have my fa<strong>the</strong>r much offended.<br />
GERTRUDE<br />
Come, come, you answer with an idle tongue.<br />
HAMLET<br />
Go, go, you question with a wicked tongue.<br />
Why, how now, Hamlet?<br />
What's <strong>the</strong> matter now?<br />
Have you forgot me?<br />
GERTRUDE<br />
HAMLET<br />
GERTRUDE<br />
HAMLET<br />
No, by <strong>the</strong> rood, not so!<br />
You are <strong>the</strong> Queen, your husband's bro<strong>the</strong>r's wife,<br />
And (would it were not so!) you are my mo<strong>the</strong>r.<br />
GERTRUDE<br />
Nay, <strong>the</strong>n I'll set those to you that can speak.<br />
HAMLET<br />
Come, come, and sit you down. You shall not budge I<br />
You go not till I set you up a glass<br />
Where you may see <strong>the</strong> inmost part of you.<br />
GERTRUDE<br />
What wilt thou do? Thou wilt not mur<strong>the</strong>r me?<br />
Help, help, ho!<br />
POLONIUS<br />
[Behind] What, ho! Help, help, help!<br />
HAMLET<br />
[Draws] How now? A rat! Dead for a ducat, dead!<br />
[Makes a pass through <strong>the</strong> arras and kills POLONIUS<br />
[Behind] O, I am slain!<br />
POLONIUS<br />
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O me, what hast thou done?<br />
GERTRUDE<br />
HAMLET<br />
Nay, I know not. Is it <strong>the</strong> king?<br />
GERTRUDE<br />
O, what a rash and bloody deed is this!<br />
HAMLET<br />
A bloody deed - almost as bad, good mo<strong>the</strong>r,<br />
As kill a king, and marry with his bro<strong>the</strong>r.<br />
As kill a king?<br />
Ay, lady, it was my word.<br />
GERTRUDE<br />
HAMLET<br />
[Lifts up <strong>the</strong> arras and sees POLONIUS<br />
Thou wretched, rash, intruding fool, farewell!<br />
I took <strong>the</strong>e for thy better. Take thy fortune.<br />
Thou find'st to be too busy is some danger. -<br />
Leave wringing of your hinds. Peace! Sit you down<br />
And let me wring your heart; for so I shall<br />
If it be made of penetrable stuff;<br />
If damned custom have not braz'd it so<br />
That it is proof and bulwark against sense.<br />
GERTRUDE<br />
What have I done that thou dar'st wag thy tongue<br />
In noise so rude against me?<br />
HAMLET<br />
Such an act<br />
That blurs <strong>the</strong> grace and blush of modesty;<br />
Calls virtue hypocrite; takes off <strong>the</strong> rose<br />
From <strong>the</strong> fair forehead of an innocent love,<br />
And sets a blister <strong>the</strong>re; makes marriage vows<br />
As false as dicers' oaths. O, such a deed<br />
As from <strong>the</strong> body of contraction plucks<br />
The very soul, and sweet religion makes<br />
A rhapsody of words! Heaven's face doth glow;<br />
Yea, this solidity and compound mass,<br />
With tristful visage, as against <strong>the</strong> doom,<br />
Is thought-sick at <strong>the</strong> act.<br />
GERTRUDE<br />
Ay me, what act,<br />
That roars so loud and thunders in <strong>the</strong> index?<br />
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HAMLET<br />
Look here upon th's picture, and on this,<br />
The counterfeit presentment of two bro<strong>the</strong>rs.<br />
See what a grace was seated on this brow;<br />
Hyperion's curls; <strong>the</strong> front of Jove himself;<br />
An eye like Mars, to threaten and command;<br />
A station like <strong>the</strong> herald Mercury<br />
New lighted on a heaven-kissing hill:<br />
A combination and a form indeed<br />
Where every god did seem to set his seal<br />
To give <strong>the</strong> world assurance of a man.<br />
This was your husband. Look you now what follows.<br />
Here is your husband, like a mildew'd ear<br />
Blasting his wholesome bro<strong>the</strong>r.<br />
Have you eyes?<br />
Could you on this fair mountain leave to feed,<br />
And batten on this moor? Ha! have you eyes<br />
You cannot call it love; for at your age<br />
The heyday in <strong>the</strong> blood is tame, it's humble,<br />
And waits upon <strong>the</strong> judgment; and what judgment<br />
Would step from this to this? Sense sure you have,<br />
Else could you not have motion; but sure that sense<br />
Is apoplex'd; for madness would not err,<br />
Nor sense to ecstacy was ne'er so thrall'd<br />
But it reserv'd some quantity of choice<br />
To serve in such a difference. What devil was't<br />
That thus hath cozen'd you at hoodman-blind?<br />
Eyes without feeling, feeling without sight,<br />
Ears without hands or eyes, smelling sans all,<br />
Or but a sickly part of one true sense<br />
Could not so mope.<br />
O shame! where is thy blush? Rebellious hell,<br />
If thou canst mutine in a matron's bones,<br />
To flaming youth let virtue be as wax<br />
And melt in her own fire. Proclaim no shame<br />
When <strong>the</strong> compulsive ardour gives <strong>the</strong> charge,<br />
Since frost itself as actively doth burn,<br />
And reason panders will.<br />
GERTRUDE<br />
O Hamlet, speak no more!<br />
Thou turn'st mine eyes into my very soul,<br />
And <strong>the</strong>re I see such black and grained spots<br />
As will not leave <strong>the</strong>ir tinct.<br />
HAMLET<br />
Nay, but to live<br />
In <strong>the</strong> rank sweat of an enseamed bed,<br />
Stew'd in corruption, honeying and making love<br />
Over <strong>the</strong> nasty sty -<br />
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GERTRUDE<br />
O, speak to me no more!<br />
These words like daggers enter in mine ears.<br />
No more, sweet Hamlet!<br />
HAMLET<br />
A mur<strong>the</strong>rer and a villain!<br />
A slave that is not twentieth part <strong>the</strong> ti<strong>the</strong><br />
Of your precedent lord; a vice of kings;<br />
A cutpurse of <strong>the</strong> empire and <strong>the</strong> rule,<br />
That from a shelf <strong>the</strong> precious diadem stole<br />
And put it in his pocket!<br />
No more!<br />
GERTRUDE<br />
[Enter <strong>the</strong> GHOST in his nightgown<br />
HAMLET<br />
A king of shreds and patches! -<br />
Save me and hover o'er me with your wings,<br />
You heavenly guards! What would your gracious figure?<br />
Alas, he's mad!<br />
GERTRUDE<br />
HAMLET<br />
Do you not come your tardy son to chide,<br />
That, laps'd in time and passion, lets go by<br />
Th' important acting of your dread command?<br />
O, say!<br />
GHOST<br />
Do not forget. This visitation<br />
Is but to whet thy almost blunted purpose.<br />
But look, amazement on thy mo<strong>the</strong>r sits.<br />
O, step between her and her fighting soul<br />
Conceit in weakest bodies strongest works.<br />
Speak to her, Hamlet.<br />
How is it with you, lady?<br />
HAMLET<br />
GERTRUDE<br />
Alas, how is't with you,<br />
That you do bend your eye on vacancy,<br />
And with th' encorporal air do hold discourse?<br />
Forth at your eyes your spirits wildly peep;<br />
And, as <strong>the</strong> sleeping soldiers in th' alarm,<br />
Your bedded hairs, like life in excrements,<br />
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GERTRUDE (CONT)<br />
Start up and stand an end. O gentle son,<br />
Upon <strong>the</strong> beat and flame of thy distemper<br />
Sprinkle cool patience! Whereon do you look?<br />
HAMLET<br />
On him, on him! Look you how pale he glares!<br />
His form and cause conjoin'd, preaching to stones,<br />
Would make <strong>the</strong>m capable.- Do not look upon me,<br />
Lest with this piteous action you convert<br />
My stern effects. Then what I have to do<br />
Will want true colour- tears perchance for blood.<br />
To whom do you speak this?<br />
Do you see nothing <strong>the</strong>re?<br />
GERTRUDE<br />
HAMLET<br />
GERTRUDE<br />
Nothing at all; yet all that is I see.<br />
Nor did you nothing hear?<br />
HAMLET<br />
No, nothing but ourselves.<br />
GERTRUDE<br />
HAMLET<br />
Why, look you <strong>the</strong>re! Look how it steals away!<br />
My fa<strong>the</strong>r, in his habit as he liv'd!<br />
Look where he goes even now out at <strong>the</strong> portal!<br />
[Exit GHOST<br />
GERTRUDE<br />
This is <strong>the</strong> very coinage of your brain.<br />
This bodiless creation ecstasy<br />
Is very cunning in.<br />
HAMLET<br />
Ecstasy?<br />
My pulse as yours doth temperately keep time<br />
And makes as healthful music. It is not madness<br />
That I have utt'red. Bring me to <strong>the</strong> test,<br />
And I <strong>the</strong> matter will reword; which madness<br />
Would gambol from. Mo<strong>the</strong>r, for love of grace,<br />
Lay not that flattering unction to your soul<br />
That not your trespass but my madness speaks.<br />
It will but skin and film <strong>the</strong> ulcerous place,<br />
Whiles rank corruption, mining all within,<br />
Infects unseen. Confess yourself to heaven;<br />
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HAMLET (CONT)<br />
Repent what's past; avoid what is to come;<br />
And do not spread <strong>the</strong> compost on <strong>the</strong> weeds<br />
To make <strong>the</strong>m ranker. Forgive me this my virtue;<br />
For in <strong>the</strong> fatness of <strong>the</strong>se pursy times<br />
Virtue itself of vice must pardon beg-<br />
Yea, curb and woo for leave to do him good.<br />
GERTRUDE<br />
O Hamlet, thou hast cleft my heart in twain.<br />
HAMLET<br />
O, throw away <strong>the</strong> worser part of it,<br />
And live <strong>the</strong> purer with <strong>the</strong> o<strong>the</strong>r half,<br />
Good night- but go not to my uncle's bed.<br />
Assume a virtue, if you have it not.<br />
That monster, custom, who all sense doth eat<br />
Of habits evil, is angel yet in this,<br />
That to <strong>the</strong> use of actions fair and good<br />
He likewise gives a frock or livery,<br />
That aptly is put on. Refrain to-night,<br />
And that shall lend a kind of easiness<br />
To <strong>the</strong> next abstinence; <strong>the</strong> next more easy;<br />
For use almost can change <strong>the</strong> stamp of nature,<br />
And ei<strong>the</strong>r [master] <strong>the</strong> devil, or throw him out<br />
With wondrous potency. Once more, good night;<br />
And when you are desirous to be blest,<br />
I'll blessing beg of you.- For this same lord,<br />
I do repent; but heaven hath pleas'd it so,<br />
To punish me with this, and this with me,<br />
That I must be <strong>the</strong>ir scourge and minister.<br />
I will bestow him, and will answer well<br />
The death I gave him. So again, good night.<br />
I must be cruel, only to be kind;<br />
Thus bad begins, and worse remains behind.<br />
One word more, good lady.<br />
What shall I do?<br />
GERTRUDE<br />
HAMLET<br />
Not this, by no means, that I bid you do:<br />
Let <strong>the</strong> bloat King tempt you again to bed;<br />
Pinch wanton on your cheek; call you his mouse;<br />
And let him, for a pair of reechy kisses,<br />
Or paddling in your neck with his damn'd fingers,<br />
Make you to ravel all this matter out,<br />
That I essentially am not in madness,<br />
But mad in craft. 'Twere good you let him know;<br />
For who that's but a queen, fair, sober, wise,<br />
Would from a paddock, from a bat, a gib<br />
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HAMLET (CONT)<br />
Such dear concernings hide? Who would do so?<br />
No, in despite of sense and secrecy,<br />
Unpeg <strong>the</strong> basket on <strong>the</strong> house's top,<br />
Let <strong>the</strong> birds fly, and like <strong>the</strong> famous ape,<br />
To try conclusions, in <strong>the</strong> basket creep<br />
And break your own neck down.<br />
GERTRUDE<br />
Be thou assur'd, if words be made of breath,<br />
And breath of life, I have no life to brea<strong>the</strong><br />
What thou hast said to me.<br />
HAMLET<br />
I must to England; you know that?<br />
GERTRUDE<br />
Alack,<br />
I had forgot! 'Tis so concluded on.<br />
HAMLET<br />
There's letters seal'd; and my two schoolfellows,<br />
Whom I will trust as I will adders fang'd,<br />
They bear <strong>the</strong> mandate; <strong>the</strong>y must sweep my way<br />
And marshal me to knavery. Let it work;<br />
For 'tis <strong>the</strong> sport to have <strong>the</strong> enginer<br />
Hoist with his own petar; and 't shall go hard<br />
But I will delve one yard below <strong>the</strong>ir mines<br />
And blow <strong>the</strong>m at <strong>the</strong> moon. O, 'tis most sweet<br />
When in one line two crafts directly meet.<br />
This man shall set me packing.<br />
I'll lug <strong>the</strong> guts into <strong>the</strong> neighbour room.-<br />
Mo<strong>the</strong>r, good night.- Indeed, this counsellor<br />
Is now most still, most secret, and most grave,<br />
Who was in life a foolish peating knave.<br />
Come, sir, to draw toward an end with you.<br />
Good night, mo<strong>the</strong>r.<br />
[Exit GERTRUDE. Then exit HAMLET, tugging in POLONIUS<br />
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IV.i.<br />
<strong>Act</strong> <strong>the</strong> Fourth<br />
[Elsinore. A room in <strong>the</strong> castle. Enter CLAUDIUS and<br />
GERTRUDE, with ROSENCRANTZ and GUILDENSTERN<br />
CLAUDIUS<br />
There's matter in <strong>the</strong>se sighs. These profound heaves<br />
You must translate; 'tis fit we understand <strong>the</strong>m.<br />
Where is your son?<br />
GERTRUDE<br />
Bestow this place on us a little while.<br />
[Exeunt ROSENCRANTZ and GUILDENSTERN<br />
Ah, mine own lord, what have I seen to-night!<br />
CLAUDIUS<br />
What, Gertrude? How does Hamlet?<br />
GERTRUDE<br />
Mad as <strong>the</strong> sea and wind when both contend<br />
Which is <strong>the</strong> mightier. In his lawless fit<br />
Behind <strong>the</strong> arras hearing something stir,<br />
Whips out his rapier, cries 'A rat, a rat!'<br />
And in this brainish apprehension kills<br />
The unseen good old man.<br />
CLAUDIUS<br />
O heavy deed!<br />
It had been so with us, had we been <strong>the</strong>re.<br />
His liberty is full of threats to all-<br />
To you yourself, to us, to every one.<br />
Alas, how shall this bloody deed be answer'd?<br />
It will be laid to us, whose providence<br />
Should have kept short, restrain'd, and out of haunt<br />
This mad young man. But so much was our love<br />
We would not understand what was most fit,<br />
But, like <strong>the</strong> owner of a foul disease,<br />
To keep it from divulging, let it feed<br />
Even on <strong>the</strong> pith of life. Where is he gone?<br />
GERTRUDE<br />
To draw apart <strong>the</strong> body he hath kill'd;<br />
O'er whom his very madness, like some ore<br />
Among a mineral of metals base,<br />
Shows itself pure. He weeps for what is done.<br />
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CLAUDIUS<br />
O Gertrude, come away!<br />
The sun no sooner shall <strong>the</strong> mountains touch<br />
But we will ship him hence; and this vile deed<br />
We must with all our majesty and skill<br />
Both countenance and excuse. Ho, Guildenstern!<br />
[Re-enter ROSENCRANTZ and GUILDENSTERN<br />
Friends both, go join you with some fur<strong>the</strong>r aid.<br />
Hamlet in madness hath Polonius slain,<br />
And from his mo<strong>the</strong>r's closet hath he dragg'd him.<br />
Go seek him out; speak fair, and bring <strong>the</strong> body<br />
Into <strong>the</strong> chapel. I pray you haste in this.<br />
[Exeunt ROSENCRANTZ and GUILDENSTERN<br />
Come, Gertrude, we'll call up our wisest friends<br />
And let <strong>the</strong>m know both what we mean to do<br />
And what's untimely done. [So haply slander-]<br />
Whose whisper o'er <strong>the</strong> world's diameter,<br />
As level as <strong>the</strong> cannon to his blank,<br />
Transports his poisoned shot- may miss our name<br />
And hit <strong>the</strong> woundless air.- O, come away!<br />
My soul is full of discord and dismay.<br />
[Exeunt<br />
IV.ii.<br />
[Elsinore. A passage in <strong>the</strong> castle. Enter HAMLET<br />
Safely stow'd.<br />
HAMLET<br />
[Within] Hamlet! Lord Hamlet!<br />
ROSENCRANTZ and GUILDENSTERN<br />
HAMLET<br />
But soft! What noise? Who calls on Hamlet? O, here <strong>the</strong>y<br />
come.<br />
[Enter ROSENCRANTZ and GUILDENSTERN<br />
ROSENCRANTZ<br />
What have you done, my lord, with <strong>the</strong> dead body?<br />
HAMLET<br />
Compounded it with dust, whereto 'tis kin.<br />
ROSENCRANTZ<br />
Tell us where 'tis, that we may take it <strong>the</strong>nce<br />
And bear it to <strong>the</strong> chapel.<br />
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Do not believe it.<br />
Believe what?<br />
HAMLET<br />
ROSENCRANTZ<br />
HAMLET<br />
That I can keep your counsel, and not mine own. Besides,<br />
to be demanded of a sponge, what replication should be<br />
made by <strong>the</strong> son of a king?<br />
ROSENCRANTZ<br />
Take you me for a sponge, my lord?<br />
HAMLET<br />
Ay, sir; that soaks up <strong>the</strong> King's countenance, his<br />
rewards, his authorities. But such officers do <strong>the</strong> King<br />
best service in <strong>the</strong> end. He keeps <strong>the</strong>m, like an ape, in<br />
<strong>the</strong> corner of his jaw; first mouth'd, to be last<br />
swallowed. When he needs what you have glean'd, it is but<br />
squeezing you and, sponge, you shall be dry again.<br />
ROSENCRANTZ<br />
I understand you not, my lord.<br />
HAMLET<br />
I am glad of it. A knavish speech sleeps in a foolish<br />
ear.<br />
ROSENCRANTZ<br />
My lord, you must tell us where <strong>the</strong> body is and go with<br />
us to <strong>the</strong> King.<br />
HAMLET<br />
The body is with <strong>the</strong> king, but <strong>the</strong> king is not with <strong>the</strong><br />
body. The king is a thing -<br />
A thing, my lord?<br />
GUILDENSTERN<br />
HAMLET<br />
Of nothing. Bring me to him. Hide fox, and all after.<br />
[Exeunt<br />
IV.iii.<br />
[Elsinore. A room in <strong>the</strong> castle. Enter CLAUDIUS<br />
CLAUDIUS<br />
I have sent to seek him and to find <strong>the</strong> body.<br />
How dangerous is it that this man goes loose!<br />
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CLAUDIUS (CONT)<br />
Yet must not we put <strong>the</strong> strong law on him.<br />
He's lov'd of <strong>the</strong> distracted multitude,<br />
Who like not in <strong>the</strong>ir judgment, but <strong>the</strong>ir eyes;<br />
And where 'tis so, th' offender's scourge is weigh'd,<br />
But never <strong>the</strong> offence. To bear all smooth and even,<br />
This sudden sending him away must seem<br />
Deliberate pause. Diseases desperate grown<br />
By desperate appliance are reliev'd,<br />
Or not at all.<br />
[Enter ROSENCRANTZ<br />
How now! O! What hath befall'n?<br />
ROSENCRANTZ<br />
Where <strong>the</strong> dead body is bestow'd, my lord,<br />
We cannot get from him.<br />
But where is he?<br />
CLAUDIUS<br />
ROSENCRANTZ<br />
Without, my lord; guarded, to know your pleasure.<br />
Bring him before us.<br />
CLAUDIUS<br />
ROSENCRANTZ<br />
Ho, Guildenstern! Bring in my lord.<br />
[Enter HAMLET and GUILDENSTERN with Attendants<br />
CLAUDIUS<br />
Now, Hamlet, where's Polonius?<br />
At supper.<br />
At supper? Where?<br />
HAMLET<br />
CLAUDIUS<br />
HAMLET<br />
Not where he eats, but where he is eaten. A certain<br />
convocation of politic worms are e'en at him. Your worm<br />
is your only emperor for diet. We fat all creatures else<br />
to fat us, and we fat ourselves for maggots. Your fat<br />
king and your lean beggar is but variable service - two<br />
dishes, but to one table. That's <strong>the</strong> end.<br />
Alas, alas!<br />
CLAUDIUS<br />
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HAMLET<br />
A man may fish with <strong>the</strong> worm that hath eat of a king, and<br />
eat of <strong>the</strong> fish that hath fed of that worm.<br />
CLAUDIUS<br />
What dost thou mean by this?<br />
HAMLET<br />
Nothing but to show you how a king may go a progress<br />
through <strong>the</strong> guts of a beggar.<br />
Where is Polonius?<br />
CLAUDIUS<br />
HAMLET<br />
In heaven. Send thi<strong>the</strong>r to see. If your messenger find<br />
him not <strong>the</strong>re, seek him i' th' o<strong>the</strong>r place yourself. But<br />
indeed, if you find him not within this month, you shall<br />
nose him as you go up <strong>the</strong> stair, into <strong>the</strong> lobby.<br />
CLAUDIUS<br />
[To Attendants] Go seek him <strong>the</strong>re.<br />
HAMLET<br />
He will stay till you come.<br />
[Exeunt Attendants<br />
CLAUDIUS<br />
Hamlet, this deed, for thine especial safety -<br />
Which we do tender as we dearly grieve<br />
For that which thou hast done - must send <strong>the</strong>e hence<br />
With fiery quickness. Therefore prepare thyself.<br />
The bark is ready and <strong>the</strong> wind at help,<br />
Th' associates tend, and everything is bent<br />
For England.<br />
For England?<br />
Ay, Hamlet.<br />
Good.<br />
HAMLET<br />
CLAUDIUS<br />
HAMLET<br />
CLAUDIUS<br />
So is it, if thou knew'st our purposes.<br />
HAMLET<br />
I see a cherub that sees <strong>the</strong>m. But come, for England!<br />
Farewell, dear mo<strong>the</strong>r.<br />
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Thy loving fa<strong>the</strong>r, Hamlet.<br />
CLAUDIUS<br />
HAMLET<br />
My mo<strong>the</strong>r! Fa<strong>the</strong>r and mo<strong>the</strong>r is man and wife; man and<br />
wife is one flesh; and so, my mo<strong>the</strong>r.<br />
Come, for England!<br />
[Exit HAMLET<br />
CLAUDIUS<br />
Follow him at foot; tempt him with speed aboard.<br />
Delay it not; I'll have him hence to-night.<br />
Away! For everything is seal'd and done<br />
That else leans on th' affair. Pray you make haste.<br />
[Exeunt ROSENCRANTZ and GUILDENSTERN<br />
And, England, if my love thou hold'st at aught -<br />
As my great power <strong>the</strong>reof may give <strong>the</strong>e sense,<br />
Since yet thy cicatrice looks raw and red<br />
After <strong>the</strong> Danish sword, and thy free awe<br />
Pays homage to us - thou mayst not coldly set<br />
Our sovereign process, which imports at full,<br />
By letters congruing to that effect,<br />
The present death of Hamlet. Do it, England;<br />
For like <strong>the</strong> hectic in my blood he rages,<br />
And thou must cure me. Till I know 'tis done,<br />
Howe'er my haps, my joys were ne'er begun.<br />
[Exit<br />
IV.iv.<br />
[Near Elsinore. Enter FORTINBRAS with his army over <strong>the</strong><br />
stage. Also a CAPTAIN<br />
FORTINBRAS<br />
Go, Captain, from me greet <strong>the</strong> Danish king.<br />
Tell him that by his license Fortinbras<br />
Craves <strong>the</strong> conveyance of a promis'd march<br />
Over his kingdom. You know <strong>the</strong> rendezvous.<br />
if that his Majesty would aught with us,<br />
We shall express our duty in his eye;<br />
And let him know so.<br />
I will do't, my lord.<br />
Go softly on.<br />
CAPTAIN<br />
FORTINBRAS<br />
[Exeunt all but <strong>the</strong> CAPTAIN. Enter HAMLET, ROSENCRANTZ,<br />
GUILDENSTERN, and o<strong>the</strong>rs<br />
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HAMLET<br />
Good sir, whose powers are <strong>the</strong>se?<br />
They are of Norway, sir.<br />
CAPTAIN<br />
HAMLET<br />
How purpos'd, sir, I pray you?<br />
CAPTAIN<br />
Against some part of Poland.<br />
Who commands <strong>the</strong>m, sir?<br />
HAMLET<br />
CAPTAIN<br />
The nephew to old Norway, Fortinbras.<br />
HAMLET<br />
Goes it against <strong>the</strong> main of Poland, sir,<br />
Or for some frontier?<br />
CAPTAIN<br />
Truly to speak, and with no addition,<br />
We go to gain a little patch of ground<br />
That hath in it no profit but <strong>the</strong> name.<br />
To pay five ducats, five, I would not farm it;<br />
Nor will it yield to Norway or <strong>the</strong> Pole<br />
A ranker rate, should it be sold in fee.<br />
HAMLET<br />
Why, <strong>the</strong>n <strong>the</strong> Polack never will defend it.<br />
CAPTAIN<br />
Yes, it is already garrison'd.<br />
HAMLET<br />
Two thousand souls and twenty thousand ducats<br />
Will not debate <strong>the</strong> question of this straw.<br />
This is th' imposthume of much wealth and peace,<br />
That inward breaks, and shows no cause without<br />
Why <strong>the</strong> man dies.- I humbly thank you, sir.<br />
God b' wi' you, sir.<br />
[Exit CAPTAIN<br />
CAPTAIN<br />
ROSENCRANTZ<br />
Will't please you go, my lord?<br />
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HAMLET<br />
I'll be with you straight. Go a little before.<br />
[Exeunt all but HAMLET<br />
How all occasions do inform against me<br />
And spur my dull revenge! What is a man,<br />
If his chief good and market of his time<br />
Be but to sleep and feed? A beast, no more.<br />
Sure he that made us with such large discourse,<br />
Looking before and after, gave us not<br />
That capability and godlike reason<br />
To fust in us unus'd. Now, whe<strong>the</strong>r it be<br />
Bestial oblivion, or some craven scruple<br />
Of thinking too precisely on th' event -<br />
A thought which, quarter'd, hath but one part wisdom<br />
And ever three parts coward - I do not know<br />
Why yet I live to say 'This thing's to do,'<br />
Sith I have cause, and will, and strength, and means<br />
To do't. Examples gross as earth exhort me.<br />
Witness this army of such mass and charge,<br />
Led by a delicate and tender prince,<br />
Whose spirit, with divine ambition puff'd,<br />
Makes mouths at <strong>the</strong> invisible event,<br />
Exposing what is mortal and unsure<br />
To all that fortune, death, and danger dare,<br />
Even for an eggshell. Rightly to be great<br />
Is not to stir without great argument,<br />
But greatly to find quarrel in a straw<br />
When honour's at <strong>the</strong> stake. How stand I <strong>the</strong>n,<br />
That have a fa<strong>the</strong>r klll'd, a mo<strong>the</strong>r stain'd,<br />
Excitements of my reason and my blood,<br />
And let all sleep, while to my shame I see<br />
The imminent death of twenty thousand men<br />
That for a fantasy and trick of fame<br />
Go to <strong>the</strong>ir graves like beds, fight for a plot<br />
Whereon <strong>the</strong> numbers cannot try <strong>the</strong> cause,<br />
Which is not tomb enough and continent<br />
To hide <strong>the</strong> slain? O, from this time forth,<br />
My thoughts be bloody, or be nothing worth!<br />
[Exit<br />
IV.v.<br />
[Elsinore. A room in <strong>the</strong> castle. Enter HORATIO, GERTRUDE,<br />
and a GENTLEMAN<br />
I will not speak with her.<br />
GERTRUDE<br />
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GENTLEMAN<br />
She is importunate, indeed distract.<br />
Her mood will needs be pitied.<br />
What would she have?<br />
GERTRUDE<br />
GENTLEMAN<br />
She speaks much of her fa<strong>the</strong>r; says she hears<br />
There's tricks i' th' world, and hems, and beats her<br />
heart;<br />
Spurns enviously at straws; speaks things in doubt,<br />
That carry but half sense. Her speech is nothing,<br />
Yet <strong>the</strong> unshaped use of it doth move<br />
The hearers to collection; <strong>the</strong>y aim at it,<br />
And botch <strong>the</strong> words up fit to <strong>the</strong>ir own thoughts;<br />
Which, as her winks and nods and gestures yield <strong>the</strong>m,<br />
Indeed would make one think <strong>the</strong>re might be thought,<br />
Though nothing sure, yet much unhappily.<br />
HORATIO<br />
'Twere good she were spoken with; for she may strew<br />
Dangerous conjectures in ill-breeding minds.<br />
Let her come in.<br />
[Exit GENTLEMAN<br />
GERTRUDE<br />
[Aside] To my sick soul (as sin's true nature is)<br />
Each toy seems prologue to some great amiss.<br />
So full of artless jealousy is guilt<br />
It spills itself in fearing to be spilt.<br />
[Enter OPHELIA distracted<br />
OPHELIA<br />
Where is <strong>the</strong> beauteous Majesty of Denmark?<br />
How now, Ophelia?<br />
[Sings]<br />
GERTRUDE<br />
OPHELIA<br />
How should I your true-love know<br />
From ano<strong>the</strong>r one?<br />
By his cockle bat and staff<br />
And his sandal shoon.<br />
GERTRUDE<br />
Alas, sweet lady, what imports this song?<br />
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OPHELIA<br />
Say you? Nay, pray you mark.<br />
[Sings]<br />
O, ho!<br />
Nay, but Ophelia -<br />
Pray you mark.<br />
[Sings]<br />
[Enter CLAUDIUS<br />
He is dead and gone, lady,<br />
He is dead and gone;<br />
At his head a grass-green turf,<br />
At his heels a stone.<br />
GERTRUDE<br />
OPHELIA<br />
White his shroud as <strong>the</strong> mountain snow -<br />
Alas, look here, my lord!<br />
[Sings]<br />
GERTRUDE<br />
OPHELIA<br />
Larded all with sweet flowers;<br />
Which bewept to <strong>the</strong> grave did not go<br />
With true-love showers.<br />
How do you, pretty lady?<br />
CLAUDIUS<br />
OPHELIA<br />
Well, God ‘ild you! They say <strong>the</strong> owl was a baker's<br />
daughter. Lord, we know what we are, but know not what we<br />
may be. God be at your table!<br />
Conceit upon her fa<strong>the</strong>r.<br />
CLAUDIUS<br />
OPHELIA<br />
Pray let's have no words of this; but when <strong>the</strong>y ask, you<br />
what it means, say you this:<br />
[Sings]<br />
To-morrow is Saint Valentine's day,<br />
All in <strong>the</strong> morning bedtime,<br />
And I a maid at your window,<br />
To be your Valentine.<br />
Then up he rose and donn'd his clo'es<br />
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Pretty Ophelia!<br />
OPHELIA (CONT)<br />
And dupp'd <strong>the</strong> chamber door,<br />
Let in <strong>the</strong> maid, that out a maid<br />
Never departed more.<br />
CLAUDIUS<br />
OPHELIA<br />
Indeed, la, without an oath, I'll make an end on't!<br />
[Sings]<br />
He answers:<br />
By Gis and by Saint Charity,<br />
Alack, and fie for shame!<br />
Young men will do't if <strong>the</strong>y come to't<br />
By Cock, <strong>the</strong>y are to blame.<br />
Quoth she, 'Before you tumbled me,<br />
You promis'd me to wed.'<br />
'So would I 'a' done, by yonder sun,<br />
An thou hadst not come to my bed.'<br />
CLAUDIUS<br />
How long hath she been thus?<br />
OPHELIA<br />
I hope all will be well. We must be patient; but I cannot<br />
choose but weep to think <strong>the</strong>y would lay him i' th' cold<br />
ground. My bro<strong>the</strong>r shall know of it; and so I thank you<br />
for your good counsel. Come, my coach! Good night,<br />
ladies. Good night, sweet ladies. Good night, good night.<br />
[Exit OPHELIA<br />
CLAUDIUS<br />
Follow her close; give her good watch, I pray you.<br />
[Exit HORATIO<br />
O, this is <strong>the</strong> poison of deep grief; it springs<br />
All from her fa<strong>the</strong>r's death. O Gertrude, Gertrude,<br />
When sorrows come, <strong>the</strong>y come not single spies.<br />
But in battalions! <strong>First</strong>, her fa<strong>the</strong>r slain;<br />
Next, Your son gone, and he most violent author<br />
Of his own just remove; <strong>the</strong> people muddied,<br />
Thick and and unwholesome in <strong>the</strong>ir thoughts and whispers<br />
For good Polonius' death, and we have done but greenly<br />
In hugger-mugger to inter him; Poor Ophelia<br />
Divided from herself and her fair-judgment,<br />
Without <strong>the</strong> which we are Pictures or mere beasts;<br />
Last, and as such containing as all <strong>the</strong>se,<br />
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CLAUDIUS (CONT)<br />
Her bro<strong>the</strong>r is in secret come from France;<br />
And wants not buzzers to infect his ear<br />
Feeds on his wonder, keep, himself in clouds,<br />
With pestilent speeches of his fa<strong>the</strong>r's death,<br />
Wherein necessity, of matter beggar'd,<br />
Will nothing stick Our person to arraign<br />
In ear and ear. O my dear Gertrude, this,<br />
Like to a murd'ring piece, in many places<br />
Give, me superfluous death.<br />
[A noise within<br />
Alack, what noise is this?<br />
GERTRUDE<br />
CLAUDIUS<br />
Where are my Switzers? Let <strong>the</strong>m guard <strong>the</strong> door.<br />
[Enter a MESSENGER<br />
What is <strong>the</strong> matter?<br />
MESSENGER<br />
Save yourself, my lord:<br />
The ocean, overpeering of his list,<br />
Eats not <strong>the</strong> flats with more impetuous haste<br />
Than Young Laertes, in a riotous head,<br />
O'erbears Your offices. The rabble call him lord;<br />
And, as <strong>the</strong> world were now but to begin,<br />
Antiquity forgot, custom not known,<br />
The ratifiers and props of every word,<br />
They cry 'Choose we! Laertes shall be king!'<br />
Caps, hands, and tongues applaud it to <strong>the</strong> clouds,<br />
'Laertes shall be king! Laertes king!'<br />
[A noise within<br />
GERTRUDE<br />
How cheerfully on <strong>the</strong> false trail <strong>the</strong>y cry!<br />
O, this is counter, you false Danish dogs!<br />
The doors are broke.<br />
[Enter LAERTES with o<strong>the</strong>rs<br />
CLAUDIUS<br />
LAERTES<br />
Where is this king? - Sirs, staid you all without.<br />
No, let's come in!<br />
ALL<br />
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I pray you give me leave.<br />
We will, we will!<br />
LAERTES<br />
ALL<br />
LAERTES<br />
I thank you. Keep <strong>the</strong> door.<br />
[Exeunt his Followers<br />
O thou vile king,<br />
Give me my fa<strong>the</strong>r!<br />
Calmly, good Laertes.<br />
GERTRUDE<br />
LAERTES<br />
That drop of blood that's calm proclaims me bastard;<br />
Cries cuckold to my fa<strong>the</strong>r; brands <strong>the</strong> harlot<br />
Even here between <strong>the</strong> chaste unsmirched brows<br />
Of my true mo<strong>the</strong>r.<br />
CLAUDIUS<br />
What is <strong>the</strong> cause, Laertes,<br />
That thy rebellion looks so giantlike?<br />
Let him go, Gertrude. Do not fear our person.<br />
There's such divinity doth hedge a king<br />
That treason can but peep to what it would,<br />
<strong>Act</strong>s little of his will. Tell me, Laertes,<br />
Why thou art thus incens'd. Let him go, Gertrude.<br />
Speak, man.<br />
Where is my fa<strong>the</strong>r?<br />
Dead.<br />
But not by him!<br />
Let him demand his fill.<br />
LAERTES<br />
CLAUDIUS<br />
GERTRUDE<br />
CLAUDIUS<br />
LAERTES<br />
How came he dead? I'll not be juggled with:<br />
To hell, allegiance! vows, to <strong>the</strong> blackest devil<br />
Conscience and grace, to <strong>the</strong> profoundest pit!<br />
I dare damnation. To this point I stand,<br />
That both <strong>the</strong> world, I give to negligence,<br />
Let come what comes; only I'll be reveng'd<br />
Most throughly for my fa<strong>the</strong>r.<br />
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Who shall stay you?<br />
CLAUDIUS<br />
LAERTES<br />
My will, not all <strong>the</strong> world!<br />
And for my means, I'll husband <strong>the</strong>m so well<br />
They shall go far with little.<br />
CLAUDIUS<br />
Good Laertes,<br />
If you desire to know <strong>the</strong> certainty<br />
Of your dear fa<strong>the</strong>r's death, is't writ in Your revenge<br />
That swoopstake you will draw both friend and foe,<br />
Winner and loser?<br />
None but his enemies.<br />
Will you know <strong>the</strong>m <strong>the</strong>n?<br />
LAERTES<br />
CLAUDIUS<br />
LAERTES<br />
To his good friends thus wide I'll ope my arms<br />
And, like <strong>the</strong> kind life-rend'ring pelican,<br />
Repast <strong>the</strong>m with my blood.<br />
CLAUDIUS<br />
Why, now You speak<br />
Like a good child and a true gentleman.<br />
That I am guiltless of your fa<strong>the</strong>r's death,<br />
And am most sensibly in grief for it,<br />
It shall as level to your judgment pierce<br />
As day does to your eye.<br />
[A noise within: 'Let her come in.'<br />
LAERTES<br />
How now? What noise is that?<br />
[Enter OPHELIA<br />
O heat, dry up my brains! Tears seven times salt<br />
Burn out <strong>the</strong> sense and virtue of mine eye!<br />
By heaven, thy madness shall be paid by weight<br />
Till our scale turn <strong>the</strong> beam. O rose of May!<br />
Dear maid, kind sister, sweet Ophelia!<br />
O heavens! is't possible a young maid's wits<br />
Should be as mortal as an old man's life?<br />
Nature is fine in love, and where 'tis fine,<br />
It sends some precious instance of itself<br />
After <strong>the</strong> thing it loves.<br />
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[Sings]<br />
OPHELIA<br />
They bore him barefac'd on <strong>the</strong> bier<br />
(Hey non nony, nony, hey nony)<br />
And in his grave rain'd many a tear.<br />
Fare you well, my dove!<br />
LAERTES<br />
Hadst thou thy wits, and didst persuade revenge,<br />
It could not move thus.<br />
OPHELIA<br />
You must sing A-down a-down, and you call him a-down-a.<br />
O, how <strong>the</strong> wheel becomes it! It is <strong>the</strong> false steward,<br />
that stole his master's daughter.<br />
LAERTES<br />
This nothing's more than matter.<br />
OPHELIA<br />
There's rosemary, that's for remembrance. Pray you, love,<br />
remember. And <strong>the</strong>re is pansies, that's for thoughts.<br />
LAERTES<br />
A document in madness! Thoughts and remembrance fitted.<br />
OPHELIA<br />
There's fennel for you, and columbines. There's rue for<br />
you, and here's some for me. We may call it herb of grace<br />
o' Sundays. O, you must wear your rue with a difference!<br />
There's a daisy. I would give you some violets, but <strong>the</strong>y<br />
wi<strong>the</strong>r'd all when my fa<strong>the</strong>r died. They say he made a good<br />
end.<br />
[Sings]<br />
For bonny sweet Robin is all my joy.<br />
LAERTES<br />
Thought and affliction, passion, hell itself,<br />
She turns to favour and to prettiness.<br />
[Sings]<br />
OPHELIA<br />
And will he not come again?<br />
And will he not come again?<br />
No, no, he is dead;<br />
Go to thy deathbed;<br />
He never will come again.<br />
His beard was as white as snow,<br />
All flaxen was his poll.<br />
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He is gone, he is gone,<br />
And we cast away moan.<br />
God 'a'mercy on his soul.<br />
And of all Christian souls, I pray God. God b' wi', you.<br />
[Exit OPHELIA<br />
Do you see this, O God?<br />
LAERTES<br />
CLAUDIUS<br />
Laertes, I must commune with your grief,<br />
Or you deny me right. Go but apart,<br />
Make choice of whom your wisest friends you will,<br />
And <strong>the</strong>y shall hear and judge 'twixt you and me.<br />
If by direct or by collateral hand<br />
They find us touch'd, we will our kingdom give,<br />
Our crown, our life, and all that we call ours,<br />
To you in satisfaction; but if not,<br />
Be you content to lend your patience to us,<br />
And we shall jointly labour with your soul<br />
To give it due content.<br />
LAERTES<br />
Let this be so.<br />
His means of death, his obscure funeral-<br />
No trophy, sword, nor hatchment o'er his bones,<br />
No noble rite nor formal ostentation -<br />
Cry to be heard, as 'twere from heaven to earth,<br />
That I must call't in question.<br />
CLAUDIUS<br />
So you shall;<br />
And where th' offence is let <strong>the</strong> great axe fall.<br />
I pray you go with me.<br />
[Exeunt<br />
IV.vi.<br />
[Elsinore. Ano<strong>the</strong>r room in <strong>the</strong> castle. Enter HORATIO with<br />
a SERVANT<br />
HORATIO<br />
What are <strong>the</strong>y that would speak with me?<br />
SERVANT<br />
Seafaring men, sir. They say <strong>the</strong>y have letters for you.<br />
Let <strong>the</strong>m come in.<br />
[Exit SERVANT<br />
HORATIO<br />
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I do not know from what part of <strong>the</strong> world<br />
I should be greeted, if not from Lord Hamlet.<br />
[Enter SAILORS<br />
God bless you, sir.<br />
Let him bless <strong>the</strong>e too.<br />
SAILOR<br />
HORATIO<br />
SAILOR<br />
'A shall, sir, an't please him. There's a letter for you,<br />
sir - it comes from th' ambassador that was bound for<br />
England – if your name be Horatio, as I am let to know it<br />
is.<br />
HORATIO<br />
[Reads <strong>the</strong> letter] Horatio, when thou shalt have<br />
overlook'd this, give <strong>the</strong>se fellows some means to <strong>the</strong><br />
Claudius. They have letters for him. Ere we were two days<br />
old at sea, a pirate of very warlike appointment gave us<br />
chase. Finding ourselves too slow of sail, we put on a<br />
compelled valour, and in <strong>the</strong> grapple I boarded <strong>the</strong>m. On<br />
<strong>the</strong> instant <strong>the</strong>y got clear of our ship; so I alone became<br />
<strong>the</strong>ir prisoner. They have dealt with me like thieves of<br />
mercy; but <strong>the</strong>y knew what <strong>the</strong>y did: I am to do a good<br />
turn for <strong>the</strong>m. Let <strong>the</strong> King have <strong>the</strong> letters I have sent,<br />
and repair thou to me with as much speed as thou wouldst<br />
fly death. I have words to speak in thine ear will make<br />
<strong>the</strong>e dumb; yet are <strong>the</strong>y much too light for <strong>the</strong> bore of<br />
<strong>the</strong> matter. These good fellows will bring <strong>the</strong>e where I<br />
am. Rosencrantz and Guildenstern hold <strong>the</strong>ir course for<br />
England. Of <strong>the</strong>m I have much to tell <strong>the</strong>e. Farewell. He<br />
that thou knowest thine - Hamlet.<br />
Come, I will give you way for <strong>the</strong>se your letters,<br />
And do't <strong>the</strong> speedier that you may direct me<br />
To him from whom you brought <strong>the</strong>m.<br />
[Exeunt<br />
IV.vii.<br />
[Elsinore. Ano<strong>the</strong>r room in <strong>the</strong> castle. Enter CLAUDIUS and<br />
LAERTES<br />
CLAUDIUS<br />
Now must your conscience my acquittance seal,<br />
And you must put me in your heart for friend,<br />
Sith you have heard, and with a knowing ear,<br />
That he which hath your noble fa<strong>the</strong>r slain<br />
Pursued my life.<br />
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LAERTES<br />
It well appears. But tell me<br />
Why you proceeded not against <strong>the</strong>se feats<br />
So crimeful and so capital in nature,<br />
As by your safety, wisdom, all things else,<br />
You mainly were stirr'd up.<br />
CLAUDIUS<br />
O, for two special reasons,<br />
Which may to you, perhaps, seem much unsinew'd,<br />
But yet to me <strong>the</strong>y are strong. The Queen his mo<strong>the</strong>r<br />
Lives almost by his looks; and for myself -<br />
My virtue or my plague, be it ei<strong>the</strong>r which -<br />
She's so conjunctive to my life and soul<br />
That, as <strong>the</strong> star moves not but in his sphere,<br />
I could not but by her. The o<strong>the</strong>r motive<br />
Why to a public count I might not go<br />
Is <strong>the</strong> great love <strong>the</strong> general gender bear him,<br />
Who, dipping all his faults in <strong>the</strong>ir affection,<br />
Would, like <strong>the</strong> spring that turneth wood to stone,<br />
Convert his gives to graces; so that my arrows,<br />
Too slightly timber'd for so loud a wind,<br />
Would have reverted to my bow again,<br />
And not where I had aim'd <strong>the</strong>m.<br />
LAERTES<br />
And so have I a noble fa<strong>the</strong>r lost;<br />
A sister driven into desp'rate terms,<br />
Whose worth, if praises may go back again,<br />
Stood challenger on mount of all <strong>the</strong> age<br />
For her perfections. But my revenge will come.<br />
CLAUDIUS<br />
Break not your sleeps for that. You must not think<br />
That we are made of stuff so flat and dull<br />
That we can let our beard be shook with danger,<br />
And think it pastime. You shortly shall hear more.<br />
I lov'd your fa<strong>the</strong>r, and we love ourself,<br />
And that, I hope, will teach you to imagine-<br />
[Enter a MESSENGER with letters<br />
How now? What news?<br />
MESSENGER<br />
Letters, my lord, from Hamlet:<br />
This to your Majesty; this to <strong>the</strong> Queen.<br />
CLAUDIUS<br />
From Hamlet? Who brought <strong>the</strong>m?<br />
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MESSENGER<br />
Sailors, my lord, <strong>the</strong>y say; I saw <strong>the</strong>m not.<br />
They were given me by Claudio; he receiv'd <strong>the</strong>m<br />
Of him that brought <strong>the</strong>m.<br />
CLAUDIUS<br />
Laertes, you shall hear <strong>the</strong>m.<br />
Leave us.<br />
[Exit MESSENGER<br />
[Reads] High and Mighty - You shall know I am set naked<br />
on your kingdom. To-morrow shall I beg leave to see your<br />
kingly eyes; when I shall (first asking your pardon<br />
<strong>the</strong>reunto) recount <strong>the</strong> occasion of my sudden and more<br />
strange return. - Hamlet<br />
What should this mean? Are all <strong>the</strong> rest come back?<br />
Or is it some abuse, and no such thing?<br />
Know you <strong>the</strong> hand?<br />
LAERTES<br />
CLAUDIUS<br />
'Tis Hamlet's character. Naked!<br />
And in a postscript here, he says alone.<br />
Can you advise me?<br />
LAERTES<br />
I am lost in it, my lord. But let him come!<br />
It warms <strong>the</strong> very sickness in my heart<br />
That I shall live and tell him to his teeth,<br />
'Thus didest thou.'<br />
CLAUDIUS<br />
If it be so, Laertes<br />
(As how should it be so? How o<strong>the</strong>rwise?),<br />
Will you be rul'd by me?<br />
LAERTES<br />
Ay my lord,<br />
So you will not o'errule me to a peace.<br />
CLAUDIUS<br />
To thine own peace. If he be now return'd<br />
As checking at his voyage, and that he means<br />
No more to undertake it, I will work him<br />
To exploit now ripe in my device,<br />
Under <strong>the</strong> which he shall not choose but fall;<br />
And for his death no wind<br />
But even his mo<strong>the</strong>r shall uncharge <strong>the</strong> practice<br />
And call it accident.<br />
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LAERTES<br />
My lord, I will be rul'd;<br />
The ra<strong>the</strong>r, if you could devise it so<br />
That I might be <strong>the</strong> organ.<br />
CLAUDIUS<br />
It falls right.<br />
You have been talk'd of since your travel much,<br />
And that in Hamlet's hearing, for a quality<br />
Wherein <strong>the</strong>y say you shine, Your sum of parts<br />
Did not toge<strong>the</strong>r pluck such envy from him<br />
As did that one; and that, in my regard,<br />
Of <strong>the</strong> unworthiest siege.<br />
LAERTES<br />
What part is that, my lord?<br />
CLAUDIUS<br />
A very riband in <strong>the</strong> cap of youth -<br />
Yet needful too; for youth no less becomes<br />
The light and careless livery that it wears<br />
Thin settled age his sables and his weeds,<br />
Importing health and graveness. Two months since<br />
Here was a gentleman of Normandy.<br />
I have seen myself, and serv'd against, <strong>the</strong> French,<br />
And <strong>the</strong>y can well on horseback; but this gallant<br />
Had witchcraft in't. He grew unto his seat,<br />
And to such wondrous doing brought his horse<br />
As had he been incorps'd and demi-natur'd<br />
With <strong>the</strong> brave beast. So far he topp'd my thought<br />
That I, in forgery of shapes and tricks,<br />
Come short of what he did.<br />
A Norman was't?<br />
A Norman.<br />
Upon my life, Lamound.<br />
The very same.<br />
LAERTES<br />
CLAUDIUS<br />
LAERTES<br />
CLAUDIUS<br />
LAERTES<br />
I know him well. He is <strong>the</strong> brooch indeed<br />
And gem of all <strong>the</strong> nation.<br />
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CLAUDIUS<br />
He made confession of you;<br />
And gave you such a masterly report<br />
For art and exercise in your defence,<br />
And for your rapier most especially,<br />
That he cried out 'twould be a sight indeed<br />
If one could match you. The scrimers of <strong>the</strong>ir nation<br />
He swore had nei<strong>the</strong>r motion, guard, nor eye,<br />
If you oppos'd <strong>the</strong>m. Sir, this report of his<br />
Did Hamlet so envenom with his envy<br />
That he could nothing do but wish and beg<br />
Your sudden coming o'er to play with you.<br />
Now, out of this -<br />
What out of this, my lord?<br />
LAERTES<br />
CLAUDIUS<br />
Laertes, was your fa<strong>the</strong>r dear to you?<br />
Or are you like <strong>the</strong> painting of a sorrow,<br />
A face without a heart?<br />
Why ask you this?<br />
LAERTES<br />
CLAUDIUS<br />
Not that I think you did not love your fa<strong>the</strong>r;<br />
But that I know love is begun by time,<br />
And that I see, in passages of proof,<br />
Time qualifies <strong>the</strong> spark and fire of it.<br />
There lives within <strong>the</strong> very flame of love<br />
A kind of wick or snuff that will abate it;<br />
And nothing is at a like goodness still;<br />
For goodness, growing to a plurisy,<br />
Dies in his own too-much. That we would do,<br />
We should do when we would; for this would changes,<br />
And hath abatements and delays as many<br />
As <strong>the</strong>re are tongues, are hands, are accidents;<br />
And <strong>the</strong>n this should is like a spendthrift sigh,<br />
That hurts by easing. But to <strong>the</strong> quick o' th' ulcer!<br />
Hamlet comes back. What would you undertake<br />
To show yourself your fa<strong>the</strong>r's son in deed<br />
More than in words?<br />
LAERTES<br />
To cut his throat i' th' church!<br />
CLAUDIUS<br />
No place indeed should murder sanctuarize;<br />
Revenge should have no bounds. But, good Laertes,<br />
Will you do this? Keep close within your chamber.<br />
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CLAUDIUS (CONT)<br />
Will return'd shall know you are come home.<br />
We'll put on those shall praise your excellence<br />
And set a double varnish on <strong>the</strong> fame<br />
The Frenchman gave you; bring you in fine toge<strong>the</strong>r<br />
And wager on your heads. He, being remiss,<br />
Most generous, and free from all contriving,<br />
Will not peruse <strong>the</strong> foils; so that with ease,<br />
Or with a little shuffling, you may choose<br />
A sword unbated, and, in a pass of practice,<br />
Requite him for your fa<strong>the</strong>r.<br />
LAERTES<br />
I will do't!<br />
And for that purpose I'll anoint my sword.<br />
I bought an unction of a mountebank,<br />
So mortal that, but dip a knife in it,<br />
Where it draws blood no cataplasm so rare,<br />
Collected from all simples that have virtue<br />
Under <strong>the</strong> moon, can save <strong>the</strong> thing from death<br />
This is but scratch'd withal. I'll touch my point<br />
With this contagion, that, if I gall him slightly,<br />
It may be death.<br />
CLAUDIUS<br />
Let's fur<strong>the</strong>r think of this,<br />
Weigh what convenience both of time and means<br />
May fit us to our shape. If this should fall,<br />
And that our drift look through our bad performance.<br />
'Twere better not assay'd. Therefore this project<br />
Should have a back or second, that might hold<br />
If this did blast in proof. Soft! let me see.<br />
We'll make a solemn wager on your cunnings-<br />
I ha't!<br />
When in your motion you are hot and dry-<br />
As make your bouts more violent to that end-<br />
And that he calls for drink, I'll have prepar'd him<br />
A chalice for <strong>the</strong> nonce; whereon but sipping,<br />
If he by chance escape your venom'd stuck,<br />
Our purpose may hold <strong>the</strong>re.- But stay, what noise,<br />
[Enter GERTRUDE<br />
How now, sweet queen?<br />
GERTRUDE<br />
One woe doth tread upon ano<strong>the</strong>r's heel,<br />
So fast <strong>the</strong>y follow. Your sister's drown'd, Laertes.<br />
Drown'd! O, where?<br />
LAERTES<br />
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GERTRUDE<br />
There is a willow grows aslant a brook,<br />
That shows his hoar leaves in <strong>the</strong> glassy stream.<br />
There with fantastic garlands did she come<br />
Of crowflowers, nettles, daisies, and long purples,<br />
That liberal shepherds give a grosser name,<br />
But our cold maids do dead men's fingers call <strong>the</strong>m.<br />
There on <strong>the</strong> pendant boughs her coronet weeds<br />
Clamb'ring to hang, an envious sliver broke,<br />
When down her weedy trophies and herself<br />
Fell in <strong>the</strong> weeping brook. Her clo<strong>the</strong>s spread wide<br />
And, mermaid-like, awhile <strong>the</strong>y bore her up;<br />
Which time she chaunted snatches of old tunes,<br />
As one incapable of her own distress,<br />
Or like a creature native and indued<br />
Unto that element; but long it could not be<br />
Till that her garments, heavy with <strong>the</strong>ir drink,<br />
Pull'd <strong>the</strong> poor wretch from her melodious lay<br />
To muddy death.<br />
Alas, <strong>the</strong>n she is drown'd?<br />
Drown'd, drown'd.<br />
LAERTES<br />
GERTRUDE<br />
LAERTES<br />
Too much of water hast thou, poor Ophelia,<br />
And <strong>the</strong>refore I forbid my tears; but yet<br />
It is our trick; nature her custom holds,<br />
Let shame say what it will. When <strong>the</strong>se are gone,<br />
The woman will be out. Adieu, my lord.<br />
I have a speech of fire, that fain would blaze<br />
But that this folly douts it.<br />
[Exit<br />
CLAUDIUS<br />
Let's follow, Gertrude.<br />
How much I had to do to calm his rage I<br />
Now fear I this will give it start again;<br />
Therefore let's follow.<br />
[Exeunt<br />
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V.i.<br />
<strong>Act</strong> <strong>the</strong> Fifth<br />
[Elsinore. A churchyard. Enter two GRAVEDIGGERS, with<br />
spades and pickaxes<br />
FIRST GRAVEDIGGER<br />
Is she to be buried in Christian burial when she wilfully<br />
seeks her own salvation?<br />
SECOND GRAVEDIGGER<br />
I tell <strong>the</strong>e she is; <strong>the</strong>refore make her grave straight.<br />
The crowner hath sate on her, and finds it Christian<br />
burial.<br />
FIRST GRAVEDIGGER<br />
How can that be, unless she drown'd herself in her own<br />
defence?<br />
Why, 'tis found so.<br />
SECOND GRAVEDIGGER<br />
FIRST GRAVEDIGGER<br />
It must be se offendendo; it cannot be else. For here<br />
lies <strong>the</strong> point: if I drown myself wittingly, it argues an<br />
act; and an act hath three branches - it is to act, to<br />
do, and to perform; argal, she drown'd herself wittingly.<br />
SECOND GRAVEDIGGER<br />
Nay, but hear you, Goodman Delver!<br />
FIRST GRAVEDIGGER<br />
Give me leave. Here lies <strong>the</strong> water; good. Here stands <strong>the</strong><br />
man; good. If <strong>the</strong> man go to this water and drown himself,<br />
it is, will he nill he, he goes - mark you that. But if<br />
<strong>the</strong> water come to him and drown him, he drowns not<br />
himself. Argal, he that is not guilty of his own death<br />
shortens not his own life.<br />
But is this law?<br />
SECOND GRAVEDIGGER<br />
FIRST GRAVEDIGGER<br />
Ay, marry, is't - crowner's quest law.<br />
SECOND GRAVEDIGGER<br />
Will you ha' <strong>the</strong> truth an't? If this had not been a<br />
gentlewoman, she should have been buried out o' Christian<br />
burial.<br />
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FIRST GRAVEDIGGER<br />
Why, <strong>the</strong>re thou say'st! And <strong>the</strong> more pity that great folk<br />
should have countenance in this world to drown or hang<br />
<strong>the</strong>mselves more than <strong>the</strong>ir even-Christen. Come, my spade!<br />
There is no ancient gentlemen but gardeners, ditchers,<br />
and grave-makers. They hold up Adam's profession.<br />
Was he a gentleman?<br />
SECOND GRAVEDIGGER<br />
FIRST GRAVEDIGGER<br />
'A was <strong>the</strong> first that ever bore arms.<br />
Why, he had none.<br />
SECOND GRAVEDIGGER<br />
FIRST GRAVEDIGGER<br />
What, art a hea<strong>the</strong>n? How dost thou understand <strong>the</strong><br />
Scripture? The Scripture says Adam digg'd. Could he dig<br />
without arms? I'll put ano<strong>the</strong>r question to <strong>the</strong>e. If thou<br />
answerest me not to <strong>the</strong> purpose, confess thyself -<br />
Go to!<br />
SECOND GRAVEDIGGER<br />
FIRST GRAVEDIGGER<br />
What is he that builds stronger than ei<strong>the</strong>r <strong>the</strong> mason,<br />
<strong>the</strong> shipwright, or <strong>the</strong> carpenter?<br />
SECOND GRAVEDIGGER<br />
The gallows-maker; for that frame outlives a thousand<br />
tenants.<br />
FIRST GRAVEDIGGER<br />
I like thy wit well, in good faith. The gallows does<br />
well. But how does it well? It does well to those that do<br />
ill. Now, thou dost ill to say <strong>the</strong> gallows is built<br />
stronger than <strong>the</strong> church. Argal, <strong>the</strong> gallows may do well<br />
to <strong>the</strong>e. To't again, come!<br />
SECOND GRAVEDIGGER<br />
Who builds stronger than a mason, a shipwright, or a<br />
carpenter?<br />
Ay, tell me that, and unyoke.<br />
Marry, now I can tell!<br />
To't.<br />
FIRST GRAVEDIGGER<br />
SECOND GRAVEDIGGER<br />
FIRST GRAVEDIGGER<br />
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Mass, I cannot tell.<br />
SECOND GRAVEDIGGER<br />
[Enter HAMLET and HORATIO afar off<br />
FIRST GRAVEDIGGER<br />
Cudgel thy brains no more about it, for your dull ass<br />
will not mend his pace with beating; and when you are<br />
ask'd this question next, say 'a grave-maker.' The houses<br />
he makes lasts till doomsday. Go, get <strong>the</strong>e to Yaughan;<br />
fetch me a stoup of liquor.<br />
[Exit SECOND GRAVEDIGGER. FIRST GRAVEDIGGER digs and<br />
sings<br />
In youth when I did love, did love,<br />
Methought it was very sweet;<br />
To contract – O - <strong>the</strong> time for – a - my behove,<br />
O, methought <strong>the</strong>re – a - was nothing – a - meet.<br />
HAMLET<br />
Has this fellow no feeling of his business, that he sings<br />
at grave-making?<br />
HORATIO<br />
Custom hath made it in him a Property of easiness.<br />
HAMLET<br />
'Tis e'en so. The hand of little employment hath <strong>the</strong><br />
daintier sense.<br />
[Sings]<br />
[Throws up a skull<br />
FIRST GRAVEDIGGER<br />
But age with his stealing steps<br />
Hath clawed me in his clutch,<br />
And hath shipped me intil <strong>the</strong> land,<br />
As if I had never been such.<br />
HAMLET<br />
That skull had a tongue in it, and could sing once. How<br />
<strong>the</strong> knave jowls it to <strong>the</strong> ground, as if 'twere Cain's<br />
jawbone, that did <strong>the</strong> first murder! This might be <strong>the</strong><br />
pate of a politician, which this ass now o'erreaches; one<br />
that would circumvent God, might it not?<br />
It might, my lord.<br />
HORATIO<br />
HAMLET<br />
Or of a courtier, which could say 'Good morrow, sweet<br />
lord! How dost thou, good lord?' This might be my Lord<br />
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HAMLET (CONT)<br />
Such-a-one, that prais'd my Lord Such-a-one's horse when<br />
he meant to beg it – might it not?<br />
Ay, my lord.<br />
HORATIO<br />
HAMLET<br />
Why, e'en so! And now my Lady Worm's - chapless, and<br />
knock'd about <strong>the</strong> mazzard with a sexton's spade. Here's<br />
fine revolution, and we had <strong>the</strong> trick to see't. Did <strong>the</strong>se<br />
bones cost no more <strong>the</strong> breeding but to play at loggets<br />
with 'em? Mine ache to think on't.<br />
[Sings]<br />
[Throws up ano<strong>the</strong>r skull<br />
FIRST GRAVEDIGGER<br />
A pickaxe and a spade, a spade,<br />
For and a shrouding sheet;<br />
O, a pit of clay for to be made<br />
For such a guest is meet.<br />
HAMLET<br />
There's ano<strong>the</strong>r. Why may not that be <strong>the</strong> skull of a<br />
lawyer? Where be his quiddits now, his quillets, his<br />
cases, his tenures, and his tricks? Why does he suffer<br />
this rude knave now to knock him about <strong>the</strong> sconce with a<br />
dirty shovel, and will not tell him of his action of<br />
battery? Hum! This fellow might be in's time a great<br />
buyer of land, with his statutes, his recognizances, his<br />
fines, his double vouchers, his recoveries. Is this <strong>the</strong><br />
fine of his fines, and <strong>the</strong> recovery of his recoveries, to<br />
have his fine pate full of fine dirt? Will his vouchers<br />
vouch him no more of his purchases, and double ones too,<br />
than <strong>the</strong> length and breadth of a pair of indentures? The<br />
very conveyances of his lands will scarcely lie in this<br />
box; and must th' inheritor himself have no more, ha?<br />
Not a jot more, my lord.<br />
HORATIO<br />
HAMLET<br />
Is not parchment made of sheepskins?<br />
HORATIO<br />
Ay, my lord, And of calveskins too.<br />
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HAMLET<br />
They are sheep and calves which seek out assurance in<br />
that. I will speak to this fellow. - Whose grave's this,<br />
sirrah?<br />
Mine, sir.<br />
[Sings]<br />
FIRST GRAVEDIGGER<br />
O, a pit of clay for to be made<br />
For such a guest is meet.<br />
HAMLET<br />
I think it be thine indeed, for thou liest in't.<br />
FIRST GRAVEDIGGER<br />
You lie out on't, sir, and <strong>the</strong>refore 'tis not yours. For<br />
my part, I do not lie in't, yet it is mine.<br />
HAMLET<br />
Thou dost lie in't, to be in't and say it is thine. 'Tis<br />
for <strong>the</strong> dead, not for <strong>the</strong> quick; <strong>the</strong>refore thou liest.<br />
FIRST GRAVEDIGGER<br />
'Tis a quick lie, sir; 'twill away again from me to you.<br />
HAMLET<br />
What man dost thou dig it for?<br />
For no man, sir.<br />
What woman <strong>the</strong>n?<br />
For none nei<strong>the</strong>r.<br />
Who is to be buried in't?<br />
FIRST GRAVEDIGGER<br />
HAMLET<br />
FIRST GRAVEDIGGER<br />
HAMLET<br />
FIRST GRAVEDIGGER<br />
One that was a woman, sir; but, rest her soul, she's<br />
dead.<br />
HAMLET<br />
[Aside to HORATIO] How absolute <strong>the</strong> knave is! We must<br />
speak by <strong>the</strong> card, or equivocation will undo us. By <strong>the</strong><br />
Lord, Horatio, this three years I have taken note of it,<br />
<strong>the</strong> age is grown so picked that <strong>the</strong> toe of <strong>the</strong> peasant<br />
comes so near <strong>the</strong> heel of <strong>the</strong> courtier he galls his kibe.<br />
- How long hast thou been a grave-maker?<br />
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FIRST GRAVEDIGGER<br />
Of all <strong>the</strong> days i' th' year, I came to't that day that<br />
our last king Hamlet overcame Fortinbras.<br />
How long is that since?<br />
HAMLET<br />
FIRST GRAVEDIGGER<br />
Cannot you tell that? Every fool can tell that. It was<br />
<strong>the</strong> very day that young Hamlet was born - he that is mad,<br />
and sent into England.<br />
HAMLET<br />
Ay, marry, why was be sent into England?<br />
FIRST GRAVEDIGGER<br />
Why, because 'a was mad. 'A shall recover his wits <strong>the</strong>re;<br />
or, if 'a do not, 'tis no great matter <strong>the</strong>re.<br />
Why?<br />
HAMLET<br />
FIRST GRAVEDIGGER<br />
'Twill not he seen in him <strong>the</strong>re. There <strong>the</strong> men are as mad<br />
as he.<br />
How came he mad?<br />
Very strangely, <strong>the</strong>y say.<br />
How strangely?<br />
HAMLET<br />
FIRST GRAVEDIGGER<br />
HAMLET<br />
FIRST GRAVEDIGGER<br />
Faith, e'en with losing his wits.<br />
Upon what ground?<br />
HAMLET<br />
FIRST GRAVEDIGGER<br />
Why, here in Denmark. I have been sexton here, man and<br />
boy thirty years.<br />
HAMLET<br />
How long will a man lie i' th' earth ere he rot?<br />
FIRST GRAVEDIGGER<br />
Faith, if 'a be not rotten before 'a die (as we have many<br />
pocky corses now-a-days that will scarce hold <strong>the</strong> laying<br />
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FIRST GRAVEDIGGER (CONT)<br />
in) I will last you some eight year or nine year. A<br />
tanner will last you nine year.<br />
Why he more than ano<strong>the</strong>r?<br />
HAMLET<br />
FIRST GRAVEDIGGER<br />
Why, sir, his hide is so tann'd with his trade that 'a<br />
will keep out water a great while; and your water is a<br />
sore decayer of your whoreson dead body. Here's a skull<br />
now. This skull hath lien you i' th' earth three-andtwenty<br />
years.<br />
Whose was it?<br />
HAMLET<br />
FIRST GRAVEDIGGER<br />
A whoreson, mad fellow's it was. Whose do you think it<br />
was?<br />
Nay, I know not.<br />
HAMLET<br />
FIRST GRAVEDIGGER<br />
A pestilence on him for a mad rogue! 'A pour'd a flagon<br />
of Rhenish on my head once. This same skull, sir, was<br />
Yorick's skull, <strong>the</strong> King's jester.<br />
This?<br />
E'en that.<br />
HAMLET<br />
FIRST GRAVEDIGGER<br />
HAMLET<br />
Let me see. [Takes <strong>the</strong> skull] Alas, poor Yorick! I knew<br />
him, Horatio. A fellow of infinite jest, of most<br />
excellent fancy. He hath borne me on his back a thousand<br />
tunes. And now how abhorred in my imagination it is! My<br />
gorge rises at it. Here hung those lips that I have<br />
kiss'd I know not how oft. Where be your gibes now? Your<br />
gambols? Your songs? Your flashes of merriment that were<br />
wont to set <strong>the</strong> table on a roar? Not one now, to mock<br />
your own grinning? Quite chap-fall'n? Now get you to my<br />
lady's chamber, and tell her, let her paint an inch<br />
thick, to this favour she must come. Make her laugh at<br />
that. Pri<strong>the</strong>e, Horatio, tell me one thing.<br />
What's that, my lord?<br />
HORATIO<br />
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HAMLET<br />
Dost thou think Alexander look'd o' this fashion i' th'<br />
earth?<br />
E'en so.<br />
And smelt so? Pah!<br />
[Puts down <strong>the</strong> skull<br />
E'en so, my lord.<br />
HORATIO<br />
HAMLET<br />
HORATIO<br />
HAMLET<br />
To what base uses we may return, Horatio! Why may not<br />
imagination trace <strong>the</strong> noble dust of Alexander till he<br />
find it stopping a bunghole?<br />
HORATIO<br />
'Twere to consider too curiously, to consider so.<br />
HAMLET<br />
No, faith, not a jot; but to follow him thi<strong>the</strong>r with<br />
modesty enough, and likelihood to lead it; as thus:<br />
Alexander died, Alexander was buried, Alexander returneth<br />
into dust; <strong>the</strong> dust is earth; of earth we make loam; and<br />
why of that loam (whereto he was converted) might <strong>the</strong>y<br />
not stop a beer barrel?<br />
Imperious Caesar, dead and turn'd to clay,<br />
Might stop a hole to keep <strong>the</strong> wind away<br />
O, that that earth which kept <strong>the</strong> world in awe<br />
Should patch a wall t' expel <strong>the</strong> winter's flaw -<br />
But soft! but soft! aside! Here comes <strong>the</strong> King -<br />
[Enter PRIESTS with a coffin in funeral procession,<br />
CLAUDIUS, GERTRUDE, LAERTES, with Lords Attendant <strong>the</strong><br />
Queen, and courtiers<br />
Who is this <strong>the</strong>y follow?<br />
And with such maimed rites? This doth betoken<br />
The corse <strong>the</strong>y follow did with desp'rate hand<br />
Fordo it own life. 'Twas of some estate.<br />
Couch we awhile, and mark.<br />
[Retires with HORATIO<br />
What ceremony else?<br />
LAERTES<br />
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That is Laertes,<br />
A very noble youth. Mark.<br />
What ceremony else?<br />
HAMLET<br />
LAERTES<br />
PRIEST<br />
Her obsequies have been as far enlarg'd<br />
As we have warranty. Her death was doubtful;<br />
And, but that great command o'ersways <strong>the</strong> order,<br />
She should in ground unsanctified have lodg'd<br />
Till <strong>the</strong> last trumpet. For charitable prayers,<br />
Shards, flints, and pebbles should be thrown on her.<br />
Yet here she is allow'd her virgin crants,<br />
Her maiden strewments, and <strong>the</strong> bringing home<br />
Of bell and burial.<br />
LAERTES<br />
Must <strong>the</strong>re no more be done?<br />
PRIEST<br />
No more be done!<br />
We should profane <strong>the</strong> service of <strong>the</strong> dead<br />
To sing a requiem and such rest to her<br />
As to peace-parted souls.<br />
LAERTES<br />
Lay her i' th' earth;<br />
And from her fair and unpolluted flesh<br />
May violets spring! I tell <strong>the</strong>e, churlish priest,<br />
A minist'ring angel shall my sister be<br />
When thou liest howling.<br />
What, <strong>the</strong> fair Ophelia?<br />
HAMLET<br />
GERTRUDE<br />
Sweets to <strong>the</strong> sweet! Farewell.<br />
[Scatters flowers<br />
I hop'd thou shouldst have been my Hamlet's wife;<br />
I thought thy bride-bed to have deck'd, sweet maid,<br />
And not have strew'd thy grave.<br />
LAERTES<br />
O, treble woe<br />
Fall ten times treble on that cursed head<br />
Whose wicked deed thy most ingenious sense<br />
Depriv'd <strong>the</strong>e of! Hold off <strong>the</strong> earth awhile,<br />
Till I have caught her once more in mine arms.<br />
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[Leaps in <strong>the</strong> grave<br />
Now pile your dust upon <strong>the</strong> quick and dead<br />
Till of this flat a mountain you have made<br />
T' o'ertop old Pelion or <strong>the</strong> skyish head<br />
Of blue Olympus.<br />
HAMLET<br />
[Comes forward] What is he whose grief<br />
Bears such an emphasis? whose phrase of sorrow<br />
Conjures <strong>the</strong> wand'ring stars, and makes <strong>the</strong>m stand<br />
Like wonder-wounded hearers? This is I,<br />
Hamlet <strong>the</strong> Dane.<br />
[Leaps in after LAERTES<br />
The devil take thy soul!<br />
[Grapples with him<br />
LAERTES<br />
HAMLET<br />
Thou pray'st not well.<br />
I pri<strong>the</strong>e take thy fingers from my throat;<br />
For, though I am not splenitive and rash,<br />
Yet have I in me something dangerous,<br />
Which let thy wisdom fear. Hold off thy hand!<br />
Pluck <strong>the</strong>in asunder.<br />
Hamlet, Hamlet!<br />
Gentlemen!<br />
Good my lord, be quiet.<br />
CLAUDIUS<br />
GERTRUDE<br />
ALL<br />
HORATIO<br />
[The Attendants part <strong>the</strong>m, and <strong>the</strong>y come out of <strong>the</strong> grave<br />
HAMLET<br />
Why, I will fight with him upon this <strong>the</strong>me<br />
Until my eyelids will no longer wag.<br />
O my son, what <strong>the</strong>me?<br />
GERTRUDE<br />
HAMLET<br />
I lov'd Ophelia. Forty thousand bro<strong>the</strong>rs<br />
Could not (with all <strong>the</strong>ir quantity of love)<br />
Make up my sum. What wilt thou do for her?<br />
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O, he is mad, Laertes.<br />
CLAUDIUS<br />
GERTRUDE<br />
For love of God, forbear him!<br />
HAMLET<br />
'Swounds, show me what thou't do.<br />
Woo't weep? woo't fight? woo't fast? woo't tear thyself?<br />
Woo't drink up esill? eat a crocodile?<br />
I'll do't. Dost thou come here to whine?<br />
To outface me with leaping in her grave?<br />
Be buried quick with her, and so will I.<br />
And if thou prate of mountains, let <strong>the</strong>m throw<br />
Millions of acres on us, till our ground,<br />
Singeing his pate against <strong>the</strong> burning zone,<br />
Make Ossa like a wart! Nay, an thou'lt mouth,<br />
I'll rant as well as thou.<br />
GERTRUDE<br />
This is mere madness;<br />
And thus a while <strong>the</strong> fit will work on him.<br />
Anon, as patient as <strong>the</strong> female dove<br />
When that her golden couplets are disclos'd,<br />
His silence will sit drooping.<br />
HAMLET<br />
Hear you, sir!<br />
What is <strong>the</strong> reason that you use me thus?<br />
I lov'd you ever. But it is no matter.<br />
Let Hercules himself do what he may,<br />
The cat will mew, and dog will have his day.<br />
[Exit<br />
CLAUDIUS<br />
I pray <strong>the</strong>e, good Horatio, wait upon him.<br />
[Exit HORATIO<br />
[To LAERTES] Streng<strong>the</strong>n your patience in our last night's<br />
speech.<br />
We'll put <strong>the</strong> matter to <strong>the</strong> present push. -<br />
Good Gertrude, set some watch over your son. -<br />
This grave shall have a living monument.<br />
An hour of quiet shortly shall we see;<br />
Till <strong>the</strong>n in patience our proceeding be.<br />
[Exeunt<br />
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V.ii.<br />
[Elsinore. A hall in <strong>the</strong> castle. Enter HAMLET and HORATIO<br />
HAMLET<br />
So much for this, sir; now shall you see <strong>the</strong> o<strong>the</strong>r.<br />
You do remember all <strong>the</strong> circumstance?<br />
Remember it, my lord!<br />
HORATIO<br />
HAMLET<br />
Sir, in my heart <strong>the</strong>re was a kind of fighting<br />
That would not let me sleep. Methought I lay<br />
Worse than <strong>the</strong> mutinies in <strong>the</strong> bilboes. Rashly -<br />
And prais'd be rashness for it; let us know,<br />
Our indiscretion sometime serves us well<br />
When our deep plots do pall; and that should learn us<br />
There's a divinity that shapes our ends,<br />
Rough-hew <strong>the</strong>m how we will -<br />
That is most certain.<br />
HORATIO<br />
HAMLET<br />
Up from my cabin,<br />
My sea-gown scarf'd about me, in <strong>the</strong> dark<br />
Grop'd I to find out <strong>the</strong>m; had my desire,<br />
Finger'd <strong>the</strong>ir packet, and in fine withdrew<br />
To mine own room again; making so bold<br />
(My fears forgetting manners) to unseal<br />
Their grand commission; where I found, Horatio<br />
(O royal knavery!), an exact command,<br />
Larded with many several sorts of reasons,<br />
Importing Denmark's health, and England's too,<br />
With, hoo! Such bugs and goblins in my life -<br />
That, on <strong>the</strong> supervise, no leisure bated,<br />
No, not to stay <strong>the</strong> finding of <strong>the</strong> axe,<br />
My head should be struck off.<br />
Is't possible?<br />
HORATIO<br />
HAMLET<br />
Here's <strong>the</strong> commission; read it at more leisure.<br />
But wilt thou hear me how I did proceed?<br />
I beseech you.<br />
HORATIO<br />
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HAMLET<br />
Being thus benetted round with villainies,<br />
Ere I could make a prologue to my brains,<br />
They had begun <strong>the</strong> play. I sat me down;<br />
Devis'd a new commission; wrote it fair.<br />
I once did hold it, as our statists do,<br />
A baseness to write fair, and labour'd much<br />
How to forget that learning; but, sir, now<br />
It did me yeoman's service. Wilt thou know<br />
Th' effect of what I wrote?<br />
Ay, good my lord.<br />
HORATIO<br />
HAMLET<br />
An earnest conjuration from <strong>the</strong> King,<br />
As England was his faithful tributary,<br />
As love between <strong>the</strong>m like <strong>the</strong> palm might flourish,<br />
As peace should still her wheaten garland wear<br />
And stand a comma 'tween <strong>the</strong>ir amities,<br />
And many such-like as's of great charge,<br />
That, on <strong>the</strong> view and knowing of <strong>the</strong>se contents,<br />
Without debatement fur<strong>the</strong>r, more or less,<br />
He should <strong>the</strong> bearers put to sudden death,<br />
Not shriving time allow'd.<br />
How was this seal'd?<br />
HORATIO<br />
HAMLET<br />
Why, even in that was heaven ordinant.<br />
I had my fa<strong>the</strong>r's signet in my purse,<br />
Which was <strong>the</strong> model of that Danish seal;<br />
Folded <strong>the</strong> writ up in <strong>the</strong> form of th' o<strong>the</strong>r,<br />
Subscrib'd it, gave't th' impression, plac'd it safely,<br />
The changeling never known. Now, <strong>the</strong> next day<br />
Was our sea-fight; and what to this was sequent<br />
Thou know'st already.<br />
HORATIO<br />
So Guildenstern and Rosencrantz go to't.<br />
HAMLET<br />
Why, man, <strong>the</strong>y did make love to this employment!<br />
They are not near my conscience; <strong>the</strong>ir defeat<br />
Does by <strong>the</strong>ir own insinuation grow.<br />
'Tis dangerous when <strong>the</strong> baser nature comes<br />
Between <strong>the</strong> pass and fell incensed points<br />
Of mighty opposites.<br />
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Why, what a king is this!<br />
HORATIO<br />
HAMLET<br />
Does it not, thinks't <strong>the</strong>e, stand me now upon-<br />
He that hath kill'd my king, and whored my mo<strong>the</strong>r;<br />
Popp'd in between th' election and my hopes;<br />
Thrown out his angle for my proper life,<br />
And with such coz'nage - is't not perfect conscience<br />
To quit him with this arm? And is't not to be damn'd<br />
To let this canker of our nature come<br />
In fur<strong>the</strong>r evil?<br />
HORATIO<br />
It must be shortly known to him from England<br />
What is <strong>the</strong> issue of <strong>the</strong> business <strong>the</strong>re.<br />
HAMLET<br />
It will be short; <strong>the</strong> interim is mine,<br />
And a man's life is no more than to say 'one.'<br />
But I am very sorry, good Horatio,<br />
That to Laertes I forgot myself,<br />
For by <strong>the</strong> image of my cause I see<br />
The portraiture of his. I'll court his favours.<br />
But sure <strong>the</strong> bravery of his grief did put me<br />
Into a tow'ring passion.<br />
Peace! Who comes here?<br />
HORATIO<br />
[Enter young OSRIC, a courtier<br />
OSRIC<br />
Your lordship is right welcome back to Denmark.<br />
HAMLET<br />
I humbly thank you, sir. [Aside to HORATIO] Dost know<br />
this waterfly?<br />
HORATIO<br />
[Aside to HAMLET] No, my good lord.<br />
HAMLET<br />
[Aside to HORATIO] Thy state is <strong>the</strong> more gracious; for<br />
'tis a vice to know him. He hath much land, and fertile.<br />
Let a beast be lord of beasts, and his crib shall stand<br />
at <strong>the</strong> king's messenger. 'Tis a chough; but, as I say,<br />
spacious in <strong>the</strong> possession of dirt.<br />
OSRIC<br />
Sweet lord, if your lordship were at leisure, I should<br />
impart a thing to you from his Majesty.<br />
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HAMLET<br />
I will receive it, sir, with all diligence of spirit. Put<br />
your bonnet to his right use. 'Tis for <strong>the</strong> head.<br />
OSRIC<br />
I thank your lordship, it is very hot.<br />
HAMLET<br />
No, believe me, 'tis very cold; <strong>the</strong> wind is nor<strong>the</strong>rly.<br />
OSRIC<br />
It is indifferent cold, my lord, indeed.<br />
HAMLET<br />
But yet methinks it is very sultry and hot for my<br />
complexion.<br />
OSRIC<br />
Exceedingly, my lord; it is very sultry, as 'twere- I<br />
cannot tell how. But, my lord, his Majesty bade me<br />
signify to you that he has laid a great wager on your<br />
head. Sir, this is <strong>the</strong> matter -<br />
I beseech you remember.<br />
HAMLET<br />
[HAMLET moves him to put on his hat<br />
OSRIC<br />
Nay, good my lord; for mine ease, in good faith. Sir,<br />
here is newly come to court Laertes; believe me, an<br />
absolute gentleman, full of most excellent differences,<br />
of very soft society and great showing. Indeed, to speak<br />
feelingly of him, he is <strong>the</strong> card or calendar of gentry;<br />
for you shall find in him <strong>the</strong> continent of what part a<br />
gentleman would see.<br />
HAMLET<br />
Sir, his definement suffers no perdition in you; though,<br />
I know, to divide him inventorially would dozy th'<br />
arithmetic of memory, and yet but yaw nei<strong>the</strong>r in respect<br />
of his quick sail. But, in <strong>the</strong> verity of extolment, I<br />
take him to be a soul of great article, and his infusion<br />
of such dearth and rareness as, to make true diction of<br />
him, his semblable is his mirror, and who else would<br />
trace him, his umbrage, nothing more.<br />
OSRIC<br />
Your lordship speaks most infallibly of him.<br />
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HAMLET<br />
The concernancy, sir? Why do we wrap <strong>the</strong> gentleman in our<br />
more rawer breath<br />
Sir?<br />
OSRIC<br />
HORATIO<br />
[Aside to HAMLET] Is't not possible to understand in<br />
ano<strong>the</strong>r tongue? You will do't, sir, really.<br />
HAMLET<br />
What imports <strong>the</strong> nomination of this gentleman?<br />
Of Laertes?<br />
OSRIC<br />
HORATIO<br />
[Aside] His purse is empty already. All's golden words<br />
are spent.<br />
Of him, sir.<br />
HAMLET<br />
OSRIC<br />
I know you are not ignorant -<br />
HAMLET<br />
I would you did, sir; yet, in faith, if you did, it would<br />
not much approve me. Well, sir?<br />
OSRIC<br />
You are not ignorant of what excellence Laertes is -<br />
HAMLET<br />
I dare not confess that, lest I should compare with him<br />
in excellence; but to know a man well were to know<br />
himself.<br />
OSRIC<br />
I mean, sir, for his weapon; but in <strong>the</strong> imputation laid<br />
on him by <strong>the</strong>m, in his meed he's unfellowed.<br />
What's his weapon?<br />
Rapier and dagger.<br />
HAMLET<br />
OSRIC<br />
HAMLET<br />
That's two of his weapons - but well.<br />
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OSRIC<br />
The King, sir, hath wager'd with him six Barbary horses;<br />
against <strong>the</strong> which he has imponed, as I take it, six<br />
French rapiers and poniards, with <strong>the</strong>ir assigns, as<br />
girdle, hangers, and so. Three of <strong>the</strong> carriages, in<br />
faith, are very dear to fancy, very responsive to <strong>the</strong><br />
hilts, most delicate carriages, and of very liberal<br />
conceit.<br />
HAMLET<br />
What call you <strong>the</strong> carriages?<br />
HORATIO<br />
[Aside to HAMLET] I knew you must be edified by <strong>the</strong><br />
margent ere you had done.<br />
OSRIC<br />
The carriages, sir, are <strong>the</strong> hangers.<br />
HAMLET<br />
The phrase would be more germane to <strong>the</strong> matter if we<br />
could carry cannon by our sides. I would it might be<br />
hangers till <strong>the</strong>n. But on! Six Barbary horses against six<br />
French swords, <strong>the</strong>ir assigns, and three liberal-conceited<br />
carriages: that's <strong>the</strong> French bet against <strong>the</strong> Danish. Why<br />
is this all imponed, as you call it?<br />
OSRIC<br />
The king, sir, hath laid that, in a dozen passes between<br />
yourself and him, he shall not exceed you three hits; he<br />
hath laid on twelve for nine, and it would come to<br />
immediate trial if your lordship would vouchsafe <strong>the</strong><br />
answer.<br />
How if I answer no?<br />
HAMLET<br />
OSRIC<br />
I mean, my lord, <strong>the</strong> opposition of your person in trial.<br />
HAMLET<br />
Sir, I will walk here in <strong>the</strong> hall. If it please his<br />
Majesty, it is <strong>the</strong> breathing time of day with me. Let <strong>the</strong><br />
foils be brought, <strong>the</strong> gentleman willing, and <strong>the</strong> King<br />
hold his purpose, I will win for him if I can; if not, I<br />
will gain nothing but my shame and <strong>the</strong> odd hits.<br />
OSRIC<br />
Shall I redeliver you e'en so?<br />
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HAMLET<br />
To this effect, sir, after what flourish your nature<br />
will.<br />
OSRIC<br />
I commend my duty to your lordship.<br />
HAMLET<br />
Yours, yours. [Exit OSRIC] He does well to commend it<br />
himself; <strong>the</strong>re are no tongues else for's turn.<br />
HORATIO<br />
This lapwing runs away with <strong>the</strong> shell on his head.<br />
HAMLET<br />
He did comply with his dug before he suck'd it. Thus has<br />
he, and many more of <strong>the</strong> same bevy that I know <strong>the</strong> drossy<br />
age dotes on, only got <strong>the</strong> tune of <strong>the</strong> time and outward<br />
habit of encounter - a kind of yesty collection, which<br />
carries <strong>the</strong>m through and through <strong>the</strong> most fann'd and<br />
winnowed opinions; and do but blow <strong>the</strong>m to <strong>the</strong>ir trial<strong>the</strong><br />
bubbles are out,<br />
[Enter a LORD<br />
LORD<br />
My lord, His Majesty commended him to you by young Osric,<br />
who brings back to him, that you attend him in <strong>the</strong> hall.<br />
He sends to know if your pleasure hold to play with<br />
Laertes, or that you will take longer time.<br />
HAMLET<br />
I am constant to my purposes; <strong>the</strong>y follow <strong>the</strong> king's<br />
pleasure. If his fitness speaks, mine is ready; now or<br />
whensoever, provided I be so able as now.<br />
LORD<br />
The king and queen and all are coming down.<br />
In happy time.<br />
HAMLET<br />
LORD<br />
The queen desires you to use some gentle entertainment to<br />
Laertes before you fall to play.<br />
She well instructs me.<br />
[Exit LORD<br />
HAMLET<br />
HORATIO<br />
You will lose this wager, my lord.<br />
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HAMLET<br />
I do not think so. Since he went into France I have been<br />
in continual practice. I shall win at <strong>the</strong> odds. But thou<br />
wouldst not think how ill all's here about my heart. But<br />
it is no matter.<br />
Nay, good my lord -<br />
HORATIO<br />
HAMLET<br />
It is but foolery; but it is such a kind of gaingiving as<br />
would perhaps trouble a woman.<br />
HORATIO<br />
If your mind dislike anything, obey it. I will forestall<br />
<strong>the</strong>ir repair hi<strong>the</strong>r and say you are not fit.<br />
HAMLET<br />
Not a whit, we defy augury; <strong>the</strong>re's a special providence<br />
in <strong>the</strong> fall of a sparrow. If it be now, 'tis not to come,<br />
if it be not to come, it will be now; if it be not now,<br />
yet it will come: <strong>the</strong> readiness is all. Since no man<br />
knows aught of what he leaves, what is't to leave<br />
betimes? Let be.<br />
[Enter CLAUDIUS, GERTRUDE, LAERTES, OSRIC, and Lords,<br />
with o<strong>the</strong>r Attendants with foils and gauntlets. A table<br />
and flagons of wine on it<br />
CLAUDIUS<br />
Come, Hamlet, come, and take this hand from me.<br />
[Puts LAERTES' hand into HAMLET's<br />
HAMLET<br />
Give me your pardon, sir. I have done you wrong;<br />
But pardon't, as you are a gentleman.<br />
This presence knows,<br />
And you must needs have heard, how I am punish'd<br />
With sore distraction. What I have done<br />
That might your nature, honour, and exception<br />
Roughly awake, I here proclaim was madness.<br />
Was't Hamlet wrong'd Laertes? Never Hamlet.<br />
If Hamlet from himself be taken away,<br />
And when he's not himself does wrong Laertes,<br />
Then Hamlet does it not, Hamlet denies it.<br />
Who does it, <strong>the</strong>n? His madness. If't be so,<br />
Hamlet is of <strong>the</strong> faction that is wrong'd;<br />
His madness is poor Hamlet's enemy.<br />
Sir, in this audience,<br />
Let my disclaiming from a purpos'd evil<br />
Free me so far in your most generous thoughts<br />
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HAMLET (CONT)<br />
That I have shot my arrow o'er <strong>the</strong> house<br />
And hurt my bro<strong>the</strong>r.<br />
LAERTES<br />
I am satisfied in nature,<br />
Whose motive in this case should stir me most<br />
To my revenge. But in my terms of honour<br />
I stand aloof, and will no reconcilement<br />
Till by some elder masters of known honour<br />
I have a voice and precedent of peace<br />
To keep my name ungor'd. But till that time<br />
I do receive your offer'd love like love,<br />
And will not wrong it.<br />
HAMLET<br />
I embrace it freely,<br />
And will this bro<strong>the</strong>r's wager frankly play.<br />
Give us <strong>the</strong> foils. Come on.<br />
Come, one for me.<br />
LAERTES<br />
HAMLET<br />
I'll be your foil, Laertes. In mine ignorance<br />
Your skill shall, like a star i' th' darkest night,<br />
Stick fiery off indeed.<br />
You mock me, sir.<br />
No, by this bad.<br />
LAERTES<br />
HAMLET<br />
CLAUDIUS<br />
Give <strong>the</strong>m <strong>the</strong> foils, young Osric. Cousin Hamlet,<br />
You know <strong>the</strong> wager?<br />
HAMLET<br />
Very well, my lord.<br />
Your Grace has laid <strong>the</strong> odds o' th' weaker side.<br />
CLAUDIUS<br />
I do not fear it, I have seen you both;<br />
But since he is better'd, we have <strong>the</strong>refore odds.<br />
LAERTES<br />
This is too heavy; let me see ano<strong>the</strong>r.<br />
HAMLET<br />
This likes me well. These foils have all a length?<br />
Prepare to play.<br />
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Ay, my good lord.<br />
OSRIC<br />
CLAUDIUS<br />
Set me <strong>the</strong> stoups of wine upon that table.<br />
If Hamlet give <strong>the</strong> first or second hit,<br />
Or quit in answer of <strong>the</strong> third exchange,<br />
Let all <strong>the</strong> battlements <strong>the</strong>ir ordnance fire;<br />
The King shall drink to Hamlet's better breath,<br />
And in <strong>the</strong> cup an union shall he throw<br />
Richer than that which four successive kings<br />
In Denmark's crown have worn. Give me <strong>the</strong> cups;<br />
And let <strong>the</strong> kettle to <strong>the</strong> trumpet speak,<br />
The trumpet to <strong>the</strong> cannoneer without,<br />
The cannons to <strong>the</strong> heavens, <strong>the</strong> heaven to earth,<br />
'Now <strong>the</strong> King drinks to Hamlet.' Come, begin.<br />
And you <strong>the</strong> judges, bear a wary eye.<br />
Come on, sir.<br />
Come, my lord.<br />
[They play<br />
One.<br />
No.<br />
Judgment!<br />
HAMLET<br />
LAERTES<br />
HAMLET<br />
LAERTES<br />
HAMLET<br />
OSRIC<br />
A hit, a very palpable hit.<br />
Well, again!<br />
LAERTES<br />
CLAUDIUS<br />
Stay, give me drink. Hamlet, this pearl is thine;<br />
Here's to thy health.<br />
[Drum; trumpets sound; a piece goes off within<br />
Give him <strong>the</strong> cup.<br />
HAMLET<br />
I'll play this bout first; set it by awhile.<br />
Come. [They play] Ano<strong>the</strong>r hit. What say you?<br />
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LAERTES<br />
A touch, a touch; I do confess't.<br />
Our son shall win.<br />
CLAUDIUS<br />
GERTRUDE<br />
He's fat, and scant of breath.<br />
Here, Hamlet, take my napkin, rub thy brows.<br />
The Queen carouses to thy fortune, Hamlet.<br />
Good madam!<br />
Gertrude, do not drink.<br />
HAMLET<br />
CLAUDIUS<br />
GERTRUDE<br />
I will, my lord; I pray you pardon me.<br />
[Drinks<br />
CLAUDIUS<br />
[Aside] It is <strong>the</strong> poison'd cup; it is too late.<br />
HAMLET<br />
I dare not drink yet, madam; by-and-by.<br />
GERTRUDE<br />
Come, let me wipe thy face.<br />
My lord, I'll hit him now.<br />
I do not think't.<br />
LAERTES<br />
CLAUDIUS<br />
LAERTES<br />
[Aside] And yet it is almost against my conscience.<br />
HAMLET<br />
Come for <strong>the</strong> third, Laertes! You but dally. Pray you<br />
Pass with your best violence;<br />
I am afeard you make a wanton of me.<br />
Say you so? Come on.<br />
[Play<br />
Nothing nei<strong>the</strong>r way.<br />
LAERTES<br />
OSRIC<br />
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Have at you now!<br />
LAERTES<br />
[LAERTES wounds HAMLET; <strong>the</strong>n in scuffling, <strong>the</strong>y change<br />
rapiers, and HAMLET wounds LAERTES<br />
CLAUDIUS<br />
Part <strong>the</strong>m! They are incens'd.<br />
Nay come! Again!<br />
[GERTRUDE falls<br />
HAMLET<br />
OSRIC<br />
Look to <strong>the</strong> Queen <strong>the</strong>re, ho!<br />
HORATIO<br />
They bleed on both sides. How is it, my lord?<br />
How is't, Laertes?<br />
OSRIC<br />
LAERTES<br />
Why, as a woodcock to mine own springe, Osric.<br />
I am justly kill'd with mine own treachery.<br />
How does <strong>the</strong> Queen?<br />
HAMLET<br />
CLAUDIUS<br />
She sounds to see <strong>the</strong>m bleed.<br />
GERTRUDE<br />
No, no! <strong>the</strong> drink, <strong>the</strong> drink! O my dear Hamlet!<br />
The drink, <strong>the</strong> drink! I am poison'd.<br />
[Dies<br />
HAMLET<br />
O villany! Ho! Let <strong>the</strong> door be lock'd.<br />
Treachery! Seek it out.<br />
[LAERTES falls<br />
LAERTES<br />
It is here, Hamlet. Hamlet, thou art slain;<br />
No medicine in <strong>the</strong> world can do <strong>the</strong>e good.<br />
In <strong>the</strong>e <strong>the</strong>re is not half an hour of life.<br />
The treacherous instrument is in thy hand,<br />
Unbated and envenom'd. The foul practice<br />
Hath turn'd itself on me. Lo, here I lie,<br />
Never to rise again. Thy mo<strong>the</strong>r's poison'd.<br />
I can no more. The King, <strong>the</strong> King's to blame.<br />
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The point envenom'd too?<br />
Then, venom, to thy work.<br />
[Hurts CLAUDIUS<br />
Treason! treason!<br />
HAMLET<br />
ALL<br />
CLAUDIUS<br />
O, yet defend me, friends! I am but hurt.<br />
HAMLET<br />
Here, thou incestuous, murd'rous, damned Dane,<br />
Drink off this potion! Is thy union here?<br />
Follow my mo<strong>the</strong>r.<br />
[CLAUDIUS dies<br />
LAERTES<br />
He is justly serv'd.<br />
It is a poison temper'd by himself.<br />
Exchange forgiveness with me, noble Hamlet.<br />
Mine and my fa<strong>the</strong>r's death come not upon <strong>the</strong>e,<br />
Nor thine on me!<br />
[Dies<br />
HAMLET<br />
Heaven make <strong>the</strong>e free of it! I follow <strong>the</strong>e.<br />
I am dead, Horatio. Wretched queen, adieu!<br />
You that look pale and tremble at this chance,<br />
That are but mutes or audience to this act,<br />
Had I but time (as this fell sergeant, Death,<br />
Is strict in his arrest) O, I could tell you-<br />
But let it be. Horatio, I am dead;<br />
Thou liv'st; report me and my cause aright<br />
To <strong>the</strong> unsatisfied.<br />
HORATIO<br />
Never believe it.<br />
I am more an antique Roman than a Dane.<br />
Here's yet some liquor left.<br />
HAMLET<br />
As th'art a man,<br />
Give me <strong>the</strong> cup. Let go! By heaven, I'll ha't.<br />
O good Horatio, what a wounded name<br />
(Things standing thus unknown) shall live behind me!<br />
If thou didst ever hold me in thy heart,<br />
Absent <strong>the</strong>e from felicity awhile,<br />
And in this harsh world draw thy breath in pain,<br />
To tell my story.<br />
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[March afar off, and shot within<br />
What warlike noise is this?<br />
HAMLET (CONT)<br />
OSRIC<br />
Young Fortinbras, with conquest come from Poland,<br />
To <strong>the</strong> ambassadors of England gives<br />
This warlike volley.<br />
HAMLET<br />
O, I die, Horatio!<br />
The potent poison quite o'ercrows my spirit.<br />
I cannot live to hear <strong>the</strong> news from England,<br />
But I do prophesy th' election lights<br />
On Fortinbras. He has my dying voice.<br />
So tell him, with th' occurrents, more and less,<br />
Which have solicited - <strong>the</strong> rest is silence.<br />
[Dies<br />
HORATIO<br />
Now cracks a noble heart. Good night, sweet prince,<br />
And flights of angels sing <strong>the</strong>e to thy rest!<br />
[March within<br />
Why does <strong>the</strong> drum come hi<strong>the</strong>r?<br />
[Enter FORTINBRAS and English AMBASSADORS, with drum,<br />
colours, and Attendants<br />
Where is this sight?<br />
FORTINBRAS<br />
HORATIO<br />
What is it you will see?<br />
If aught of woe or wonder, cease your search.<br />
FORTINBRAS<br />
This quarry cries on havoc. O proud Death,<br />
What feast is toward in thine eternal cell<br />
That thou so many princes at a shot<br />
So bloodily hast struck.<br />
AMBASSADOR<br />
The sight is dismal;<br />
And our affairs from England come too late.<br />
The ears are senseless that should give us bearing<br />
To tell him his commandment is fulfill'd<br />
That Rosencrantz and Guildenstern are dead.<br />
Where should we have our thanks?<br />
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HORATIO<br />
Not from his mouth,<br />
Had it th' ability of life to thank you.<br />
He never gave commandment for <strong>the</strong>ir death.<br />
But since, so jump upon this bloody question,<br />
You from <strong>the</strong> Polack wars, and you from England,<br />
Are here arriv'd, give order that <strong>the</strong>se bodies<br />
High on a stage be placed to <strong>the</strong> view;<br />
And let me speak to <strong>the</strong> yet unknowing world<br />
How <strong>the</strong>se things came about. So shall you hear<br />
Of carnal, bloody and unnatural acts;<br />
Of accidental judgments, casual slaughters;<br />
Of deaths put on by cunning and forc'd cause;<br />
And, in this upshot, purposes mistook<br />
Fall'n on th' inventors' heads. All this can I<br />
Truly deliver.<br />
FORTINBRAS<br />
Let us haste to hear it,<br />
And call <strong>the</strong> noblest to <strong>the</strong> audience.<br />
For me, with sorrow I embrace my fortune.<br />
I have some rights of memory in this kingdom<br />
Which now, to claim my vantage doth invite me.<br />
HORATIO<br />
Of that I shall have also cause to speak,<br />
And from his mouth whose voice will draw on more.<br />
But let this same be presently perform'd,<br />
Even while men's minds are wild, lest more mischance<br />
On plots and errors happen.<br />
FORTINBRAS<br />
Let four captains<br />
Bear Hamlet like a soldier to <strong>the</strong> stage;<br />
For he was likely, had he been put on,<br />
To have prov'd most royally; and for his passage<br />
The soldiers' music and <strong>the</strong> rites of war<br />
Speak loudly for him.<br />
Take up <strong>the</strong> bodies. Such a sight as this<br />
Becomes <strong>the</strong> field but here shows much amiss.<br />
Go, bid <strong>the</strong> soldiers shoot.<br />
[Exeunt marching; after <strong>the</strong> which a peal of ordnance is<br />
shot off<br />
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<strong>Jacobethan</strong> <strong>Downloads</strong><br />
The Plays of William Shakespeare<br />
Ian Mandleberg<br />
There is widespread agreement among both academics and <strong>the</strong>spians<br />
that Shakespeare was <strong>the</strong> greatest dramatist England ever produced:<br />
it is probable that one or ano<strong>the</strong>r of his plays is staged by<br />
professionals or amateurs somewhere in <strong>the</strong> English-speaking world<br />
every day of <strong>the</strong> year – well, possibly excluding some Sundays! His<br />
popularity extends to Germany, Russia, Poland, Italy and even Latin<br />
America.<br />
Shakespeare was highly regarded, moreover, in his own time as well.<br />
In 1598 <strong>the</strong> cleric and author Francis Meres singled him out from a<br />
group of contemporary playwrights as being “<strong>the</strong> most excellent” in<br />
both comedy and tragedy, and Shakespeare’s plays were frequently<br />
perfomed at <strong>the</strong> courts of Elizabeth I and James I. But because <strong>the</strong>y<br />
were regarded – incredibly! - more as templates for dramatic<br />
performance ra<strong>the</strong>r than as works of literary merit, <strong>the</strong>y were<br />
published only in pamphlet form during Shakespeare’s own lifetime. It<br />
remained for two of his colleagues with <strong>the</strong> King’s Men (John<br />
Heminges and Henry Condell) to prepare, in a labour of love, <strong>the</strong><br />
substantial <strong>First</strong> Folio of 36 Shakespearean plays in 1623. This surely<br />
served to reinforce Ben Jonson’s encomium that Shakespeare “was<br />
not of an age but for all time.”<br />
That he deserved such praise is contested, however, by some critics<br />
who find it impossible to imagine that a mere glover’s son from<br />
Stratford-upon-Avon, who left school with “little Latine and less<br />
Greek”, could have been so accomplished a poet and so astute an<br />
observer and chronicler of human foibles and frailties. Several more<br />
learned injdividuals have <strong>the</strong>refore been proposed instead as <strong>the</strong><br />
authors of <strong>the</strong> <strong>First</strong> Folio plays, including Francis Bacon and Edward<br />
de Vere, 17th Earl of Oxford. For his own part, <strong>the</strong> editor of this<br />
series is happy to accept that Shakespeare does indeed deserve credit<br />
for <strong>the</strong> plays attributed to him – or, if not, that <strong>the</strong>y were by ano<strong>the</strong>r<br />
person who bore <strong>the</strong> same name!<br />
This series, under <strong>the</strong> general editorship of Ian Mandleberg, aims to<br />
provide reasonably priced acting/rehearsal editions not only of <strong>the</strong><br />
Shakespearean canon but also <strong>the</strong> extant works of most of his<br />
precursors, contemporaries and immediate successors. The plays are<br />
presented in A4 script format – much as though <strong>the</strong>y had just landed<br />
on <strong>the</strong> desk of a modern literary agent or <strong>the</strong>atre director. Occasional<br />
footnotes, besides occasionally identifying points of interest, also<br />
provide “translations” of both unfamiliar Elizabethan/Jacobean words<br />
and familiar ones used with unfamiliar connotations.<br />
General Editor Ian Mandleberg