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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 />

5


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 />

6


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 />

7


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 />

8


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 />

9


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 />

10


[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 />

12


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 />

13


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 />

14


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 />

15


[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 />

16


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 />

94


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 />

97


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 />

98


[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 />

99


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 />

100


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 />

101


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 />

102


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 />

103


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 />

104


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 />

105


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

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