got the tune of the time, and outward habit of encounter; a kind of yesty collection, which carries them through and through the most fond and winnowed opinions; and do but blow them to their trial, the bubbles are out. Enter a Lord. 514 Lord. My lord, his majesty commended him to you by young Osrick, who brings back to him, that you attend him in the hall: He sends to know, if your pleasure hold to play with Laertes, or that you will take longer time. Ham. I am constant to my purposes, they follow "the king's pleasure: if his fitness speaks, mine is ready; now, or whensoever, provided I be so able as now. 523 Lord. The king, and queen, and all are coming down. Ham. In happy time. Lord. The queen desires you, to use some gentle entertainment to Laertes, before you fall to play. Ham. She well instructs me. [Exit Lord. Hor. You will lose this wager, my lord. 539 Ham. I do not think so; since he went into France, I have been in continual practice; I shall win at the odds. But thou would'st not think, how ill all's here about my heart: but it is no matter. Hor. Nay, good my lord, Ham. It is but foolery; but it is such a kind of gain-giving, as would, perhaps, trouble a woman. Hor. Hor. If your mind dislike any thing, obey it: I will forestal their repair hither, and say, you are not fit. Ham. Not a whit, we defy augury; there is a special providence in the fall of a sparrow. If it be now, 'tis not to come; if it be not to come, it will be now; if it be not now, yet it will come: the readiness is all: Since nó man knows aught of what he leaves, what is't to leave betimes? Let be. Enter the King, Queen, LAERTES, Lords, OSRICK, and Attendants with Foils, &c. King. Come, Hamlet, come,. and take this hand from me. [The King puts the Hand of LAERTES into that of HAMLET.] Ham. Give me your pardon, sir: I have done you wrong; But pardon it, as you are a gentleman. This presence knows, and you must needs have heard, How I am punish'd with a sore distraction. What I have done, That might your nature, honour, and exception, And, when he's not himself, does wrong Laertes, 550 560 Sir, in this audience, Let my disclaiming from a purpos'd evil Free me so far in your most generous thoughts, And hurt my brother. Laer. I am satisfy'd in nature, Whose motive, in this case, should stir me most I stand aloof; and will no reconcilement, 'Till by some elder masters, of known honour, 570 I have a voice and precedent of peace, To keep my name ungor'd: But, 'till that time, And will not wrong it. Ham. I embrace it freely; And will this brother's wager frankly play. Give us the foils; come on. Laer. Come, one for me. Ham. I'll be your foil, Laertes; in mine ignorance Your skill shall, like a star i' the darkest night, Stick fiery off indeed. Laer. You mock me, sir. 581 Ham. No, by this hand. King. Give them the foils, young Osrick. Cousin Hamlet, You know the wager? Ham. Very well, my lord; Your grace hath laid the odds o' the weaker side. Laer. Laer. This is too heavy, let me see another. 590 Ham. This likes me well: These foils have all a length? Osr. Ay, my good lord. [They prepare to play. King. Set me the stoups of wine upon that table :-If Hamlet give the first, or second hit, Or quit in answer of the third exchange, Let all the battlements their ordnance fire; The king shall drink to Hamlet's better breath; In Denmark's crown have worn: Give me the cups; The trumpet to the cannoneer without, 601 The cannons to the heavens, the heavens to earth, And you, the judges, bear a wary eye. Ham. Come on, sir. Laer. Come, my lord. [They play. 610 King. Stay, give me drink: Hamlet, this pearl is thine; Here's to thy health. Give him the cup. [Trumpets sound; shot goes off. Ham. I'll play this bout first, set it by a while. [They play. Come. Come.-Another hit; What say you? Queen. He's fat, and scant of breath. Here, Hamlet, take my napkin, rub thy brows: 620 The queen carouses to thy fortune, Hamlet. Ham. Good madam, King. Gertrude, do not drink. Queen. I will, my lord; I pray you, pardon me. King. It is the poison'd cup; it is too late. [Aside. Ham. I dare not drink yet, madam; by and by. Laer. My lord, I'll hit him now, King. I do not think't. 649 Laer. And yet it is almost against my conscience. [Aside. Ham. Come, for the third, Laertes: You do but dally; I pray you, pass with your best violence; I am afraid, you make a wanton of me. Laer. Say you so? come on. Laer. Have at you now. [Play. [LAERTES wounds HAMLET; then, in scuffling, they change rapiers, and HAMLET wounds LAERTES, King. Part them, they are incens'd. Ham. Nay, come again. Osr. Look to the queen there, ho! [The Queen falls. Hor. They bleed on both sides -How is it, my lord? 640 OST. |