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The Tragedie of
H A M L E T
Prince of Denmarke.
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145 And our vaine blowes malicious mockery. 1.1.146 146 Bar. It was about to speake when the cock crewe. 1.1.147 147 Hor. And then it started like a guilty thing, 1.1.148 148 Vpon a fearefull summons; I haue heard, 1.1.149 149 The Cock that is the trumpet to the {morne} <day>, 1.1.150 150 Doth with his lofty and shrill sounding throat 1.1.151 151 Awake the God of day, and at his warning 1.1.152 -
146 Bar. It was about to speake when the cock crewe. 1.1.147 147 Hor. And then it started like a guilty thing, 1.1.148 148 Vpon a fearefull summons; I haue heard, 1.1.149 149 The Cock that is the trumpet to the {morne} <day>, 1.1.150 150 Doth with his lofty and shrill sounding throat 1.1.151 151 Awake the God of day, and at his warning 1.1.152 152 Whether in sea or fire, in earth or ayre 1.1.153 -
330 Let me not thinke on't; frailty thy name is woman 1.2.146 331 A little month or ere those shooes were old 1.2.147 332 With which she followed my poore fathers bodie 1.2.148 333 Like Niobe all teares, why she <euen she.> 1.2.149 334 O {God,} <Heauen!> a beast that wants discourse of reason 1.2.150 335 Would haue mourn'd longer, married with {my} <mine> Vncle, 1.2.151 336 My fathers brother, but no more like my father 1.2.152 -
842 {D4v} Ham. Vppon my sword. 1.5.147 843 Mar. We haue sworne my Lord already. 1.5.147 844 Ham. Indeede vppon my sword, indeed. 1.5.148 845 {Ghost cries vnder the Stage.} 1.5.149 845 Ghost. Sweare. <Ghost cries vnder the Stage.> 1.5.149 846-7 Ham. {Ha,} <Ah> ha, boy, say'st thou so, art thou there {trupenny} <true-| penny>? 847 Come {on,} <one> you heare this fellowe in the Sellerige, 1.5.151 -
843 Mar. We haue sworne my Lord already. 1.5.147 844 Ham. Indeede vppon my sword, indeed. 1.5.148 845 {Ghost cries vnder the Stage.} 1.5.149 845 Ghost. Sweare. <Ghost cries vnder the Stage.> 1.5.149 846-7 Ham. {Ha,} <Ah> ha, boy, say'st thou so, art thou there {trupenny} <true-| penny>? 847 Come {on,} <one> you heare this fellowe in the Sellerige, 1.5.151 848 Consent to sweare. 1.5.152 -
1175 And he {repell'd,} <repulsed.> a short tale to make, 2.2.146 1176 Fell into a sadnes, then into a fast, 2.2.147 1177 Thence to a {wath} <Watch>, thence into a weakenes, 2.2.148 1178 Thence to <a> lightnes, and by this declension, 2.2.149 1179 Into the madnes {wherein} <whereon> now he raues, 2.2.150 1180 And all we {mourne} <waile> for. 2.2.151 1181 King. Doe you thinke <'tis> this? 2.2.151 -
2012-3 to show, heele not shame to tell you what it | meanes. 2014-5 Oph. You are naught, you are naught, Ile mark the | play. 2016 <Enter Prologue.> .. 2017 {Prologue.} For vs and for our Tragedie, 3.2.149 2018 Heere stooping to your clemencie, 3.2.150 2019 We begge your hearing patiently. 3.2.151 2020 Ham. Is this a Prologue, or the {posie} <Poesie> of a ring? 3.2.152 -
2529 That not your trespasse but my madnesse speakes, 3.4.146 2530 It will but skin and filme the vlcerous place 3.4.147 2531 {Whiles} <Whil'st> ranck corruption mining all within 3.4.148 2532 Infects vnseene, confesse your selfe to heauen, 3.4.149 2533 Repent what's past, auoyd what is to come, 3.4.150 2534 And doe not spread the compost {on} <or> the weedes 3.4.151 2535 To make them {rancker,} <ranke.> forgiue me this my vertue, 3.4.152 -
2896 And like the kind life-rendring {Pelican} <Politician>, 4.5.147 2897 Repast them with my blood. 4.5.148 2898 King. Why now you speake 4.5.148 2899 Like a good child, and a true Gentleman. 4.5.149 2900 That I am guiltlesse of your fathers death, 4.5.150 2901 And am most {sencibly} <sensible> in griefe for it, 4.5.151 2902 It shall as leuell to your iudgement {peare} <pierce> 4.5.152 -
3137 That is but scratcht withall, Ile tutch my point 4.7.146 3138-9 With this contagion, that if I gall him slightly, | it may be death. 3140 King. Lets further thinke of this. 4.7.148 3141 Wey what conuenience both of time and meanes 4.7.149 3142 May fit vs to our shape <,> if this should fayle, 4.7.150 3143 And that our drift looke through our bad performance, 4.7.151 3144 Twere better not assayd, therefore this proiect, 4.7.152 -
3337-8 Clow. Cannot you tell that? euery foole can tell that, | it was {that} <the> 3338-9 very day that young Hamlet was borne: hee | that {is} <was> mad and sent into 3339 England. 5.1.148 3340 Ham. I marry, why was he sent into England? 5.1.149 3341-2 Clow. Why because {a} <he> was mad: {a} <hee> shall recouer his | wits there, or if 3342 {a} <he> doo not, {tis} <it's> no great matter there. 5.1.152 3343 Ham. Why? 5.1.