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The Tragedie of
H A M L E TPrince of Denmarke.
155 This present obiect made probation. 1.1.156 156 Mar. It faded on the crowing of the Cock. 1.1.157 157 Some {say} <sayes,> that euer gainst that season comes 1.1.158 158 Wherein our Sauiours birth is celebrated 1.1.159 159 {This} <The> bird of dawning singeth all night long, 1.1.160 160 And then they say no spirit {dare sturre} <can walke> abraode 1.1.161 161 The nights are wholsome, then no plannets strike, 1.1.162
156 Mar. It faded on the crowing of the Cock. 1.1.157 157 Some {say} <sayes,> that euer gainst that season comes 1.1.158 158 Wherein our Sauiours birth is celebrated 1.1.159 159 {This} <The> bird of dawning singeth all night long, 1.1.160 160 And then they say no spirit {dare sturre} <can walke> abraode 1.1.161 161 The nights are wholsome, then no plannets strike, 1.1.162 162 No fairy {takes} <talkes>, nor witch hath power to charme 1.1.163
340 She married, ô most wicked speede; to post 1.2.156 341 With such dexteritie to incestious sheets, 1.2.157 342 It is not, nor it cannot come to good, 1.2.158 343 But breake my hart, for I must hold my tongue. 1.2.159 344 Enter Horatio, {Marcellus, and Bernardo} <Barnard, and Marcellus>. .. 345 Hora. Haile to your Lordship. 1.2.160 346-7 Ham. I am glad to see you well; | Horatio, or I do forget my selfe.
853 Ham. Hic, & vbique, then weele shift {our} <for> ground: 1.5.156 854 Come hether Gentlemen 1.5.157 855 And lay your hands againe vpon my sword, 1.5.158 857 {Sweare by my sword} 1.5.159 856 Neuer to speake of this that you haue heard. 1.5.160 857 <Sweare by my Sword.> 1.5.159 858 Ghost. Sweare {by his sword}. 1.5.161
855 And lay your hands againe vpon my sword, 1.5.158 857 {Sweare by my sword} 1.5.159 856 Neuer to speake of this that you haue heard. 1.5.160 857 <Sweare by my Sword.> 1.5.159 858 Ghost. Sweare {by his sword}. 1.5.161 859 Ham. Well sayd olde Mole, can'st worke it'h {earth} <ground> so fast, 1.5.162 860 A worthy Pioner, once more remooue good friends. 1.5.163
1187 Pol. Take this, from this, if this be otherwise; 2.2.156 1188 If circumstances leade me, I will finde 2.2.157 1189 Where truth is hid, though it were hid indeede 2.2.158 1190 Within the Center. 2.2.159 1191 King. How may we try it further? 2.2.159 1192-3 Pol. You know sometimes | he walkes foure houres together 1193-4 Heere | in the Lobby.
1188 If circumstances leade me, I will finde 2.2.157 1189 Where truth is hid, though it were hid indeede 2.2.158 1190 Within the Center. 2.2.159 1191 King. How may we try it further? 2.2.159 1192-3 Pol. You know sometimes | he walkes foure houres together 1193-4 Heere | in the Lobby. 1195 {Fl} Quee. So he {dooes} <ha's> indeede. 2.2.161
1812 That suckt the honny of his {musickt} <Musicke> vowes; 3.1.156 1813 Now see {what} <that> noble and most soueraigne reason 3.1.157 1814 Like sweet bells iangled out of {time} <tune>, and harsh, 3.1.158 1815 That vnmatcht forme, and {stature} <Feature> of blowne youth 3.1.159 1816 Blasted with extacie, ô woe is mee 3.1.160 1817 T'haue seene what I haue seene, see what I see. {Exit.} 3.1.161 1818 {G3v} Enter King and Polonius. ..
2025 Neptunes salt wash, and Tellus {orb'd the} <Orbed> ground, 3.2.156 2026 And thirtie dosen Moones with borrowed sheene 3.2.157 2027 About the world haue times twelue thirties beene 3.2.158 2028 Since loue our harts, and Hymen did our hands 3.2.159 2029 Vnite comutuall in most sacred bands. 3.2.160 2030 {Quee} <Bap>. So many iourneyes may the Sunne and Moone 3.2.161 2031 Make vs againe count ore ere loue be doone, 3.2.162
2539-40 {Ger.} <Qu.> O Hamlet | thou hast cleft my hart in twaine. 2541 Ham. O throwe away the worser part of it, 3.4.157 2542 And {leaue} <liue> the purer with the other halfe, 3.4.158 2543 Good night, but goe not to {my} <mine> Vncles bed, 3.4.159 2544 Assune a vertue if you haue it not, <refraine to night,> 3.4.160 2544+1 {That monster custome, who all sence doth eate} 3.4.161 2544+2 {Of habits deuill, is angell yet in this} 3.4.162
2908 Burne out the sence and vertue of mine eye, 4.5.156 2909 By heauen thy madnes shall be payd {with} <by> weight 4.5.157 2910 {Tell} <Till> our scale {turne} <turnes> the beame. O Rose of May, 4.5.158 2911 Deere mayd, kind sister, sweet Ophelia, 4.5.159 2912 O heauens, ist possible a young maids wits 4.5.160 2913 Should be as mortall as {a poore} <an old> mans life. 4.5.161 2914 <Nature is fine in Loue, and where 'tis fine,> 4.5.162
3147 Wee'le make a solemne wager on your {cunnings} <commings>, 4.7.155 3148 I {hate,} <ha't:> when in your motion you are hote and dry, 4.7.157 3149 As make your bouts more violent to {that} <the> end, 4.7.158 3150 And that he calls for drinke, Ile haue {prefard} <prepar'd> him 4.7.159 3151 A Challice for the nonce, whereon but sipping, 4.7.160 3152 If he by chaunce escape your venom'd stuck, 4.7.161 3153 Our purpose may hold there; {but stay, what noyse?} <how sweet Queene.> 4.7.162
3346 Ham. How came he mad? (as hee. 5.1.156 3347 Clow. Very strangely they say. 5.1.157 3348 Ham. How strangely? 5.1.158 3349 Clow. Fayth eene with loosing his wits. 5.1.159 3350 Ham. Vpon what ground? 5.1.160 3351-2 Clow. Why heere in Denmarke: I haue been {Sexten} <sixeteene>| heere man 3352 and boy thirty yeeres. 5.1.162