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The Tragedie of
H A M L E T
Prince of Denmarke.
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63 Mar. It is offended. 1.1.50 64 Bar. See it staukes away. 1.1.50 65-66 {B2} Hora. Stay, speake, speake, I charge thee speake. | Exit <the> Ghost. 1.1.51 67 Mar. Tis gone and will not answere. 1.1.52 68 Bar. How now Horatio, you tremble and looke pale, 1.1.53 69 Is not this somthing more then phantasie? 1.1.54 70 What thinke you-ont? 1.1.55 -
80 Tis strange. 1.1.64 81 Mar. Thus twice before, and {iump} <iust> at this dead houre, 1.1.65 82 With martiall stauke hath he gone by our watch. 1.1.66 83 Hora. In what perticular thought{,} to worke<,> I know not, 1.1.67 84 But in the grosse and scope of {mine} <my> opinion, 1.1.68 85 This bodes some strange eruption to our state. 1.1.69 86 Mar. Good now sit downe, and tell me he that knowes, 1.1.70 -
244 But now my Cosin Hamlet, and my sonne{.}<?> 1.2.64 245 Ham. A little more then kin, and lesse then kind. 1.2.65 246 King. How is it that the clowdes still hang on you. 1.2.66 247 Ham. Not so {much} my Lord, I am too much {in the sonne} <i'th'Sun>. 1.2.67 248 Queene. Good Hamlet cast thy {nighted} <nightly> colour off 1.2.68 249 And let thine eye looke like a friend on Denmarke, 1.2.69 250 Doe not for euer with thy {vailed} <veyled> lids 1.2.70 -
529 But doe not dull thy palme with entertainment 1.3.64 530 Of each {new hatcht} <vnhatch't,> vnfledgd {courage,} <Comrade.> beware 1.3.65 531 Of entrance to a quarrell, but being in, 1.3.66 532 Bear't that th'opposed may beware of thee, 1.3.67 533 Giue euery man {thy} <thine> eare, but fewe thy voyce, 1.3.68 534 Take each mans censure, but reserue thy iudgement, 1.3.69 535 Costly thy habite as thy purse can buy, 1.3.70 -
653 Ham. Why what should be the feare, 1.4.64 654 I doe not set my life at a pinnes fee, 1.4.65 655 {D2} And for my soule, what can it doe to that 1.4.66 656 Being a thing immortall as it selfe; 1.4.67 657 It waues me forth againe, Ile followe it. 1.4.68 658 Hora. What if it tempt you toward the flood my Lord, 1.4.69 659 Or to the dreadfull {somnet} <Sonnet> of the {cleefe} <Cliffe,> 1.4.70 -
749 The {leaprous} <leaperous> distilment, whose effect 1.5.64 750 Holds such an enmitie with blood of man, 1.5.65 751 That swift as quicksiluer it courses through 1.5.66 752 The naturall gates and allies of the body, 1.5.67 753 And with a sodaine vigour it doth {possesse} <posset> 1.5.68 754 And curde like {eager} <Aygre> droppings into milke, 1.5.69 755 The thin and wholsome blood; so did it mine, 1.5.70 -
960 {E2} Shall you my sonne; you haue me, haue you not? 2.1.65 961 Rey. My Lord, I haue. 2.1.66 962 Pol. God buy {ye, far ye} <you; fare you> well. 2.1.66 963 Rey. Good my Lord. 2.1.67 964 Pol. Obserue his inclination in your selfe. 2.1.68 965 Rey. I shall my Lord. 2.1.69 966 Pol. And let him ply his musique. 2.1.70 -
1089 But better lookt into, he truly found 2.2.64 1090 It was against your highnes, whereat greeu'd 2.2.65 1091 That so his sicknes, age, and impotence 2.2.66 1092 Was falsly borne in hand, sends out arrests 2.2.67 1093 On Fortenbrasse, which he in breefe obeyes, 2.2.68 1094 Receiues rebuke from Norway, and in fine, 2.2.69 1095 Makes vow before his Vncle neuer more 2.2.70 -
1719 To sleepe, perchance to dreame, I there's the rub, 3.1.64 1720 For in that sleepe of death what dreames may come 3.1.65 1721 When we haue shuffled off this mortall coyle 3.1.66 1722 Must giue vs pause, there's the respect 3.1.67 1723 That makes calamitie of so long life: 3.1.68 1724 For who would beare the whips and scornes of time, 3.1.69 1725 {Th'oppressors} <The Oppressors> wrong, the {proude} <poore> mans contumely, 3.1.70 -
1915 And could of men distinguish <,> her election{,} 3.2.64 1916 {S'hath} <Hath> seald thee for herselfe, for thou hast been 3.2.65 1917 As one in suffring all that suffers nothing, 3.2.66 1918 A man that Fortunes buffets and rewards 3.2.67 1919 {Hast}<Hath> tane with equall thanks; and blest are those 3.2.68 1920 Whose blood and iudgement are so well {comedled} <co-mingled>, 3.2.69 1921 That they are not a pype for Fortunes finger 3.2.70 -
2340 To giue in euidence, what then, what rests, 3.3.64 2341 Try what repentance can, what can it not, 3.3.65 2342 Yet what can it, when one cannot repent? 3.3.66 2343 O wretched state, ô bosome blacke as death, 3.3.67 2344 O limed soule, that struggling to be free, 3.3.68 2345 Art more ingaged; helpe Angels make assay, 3.3.69 2346 Bowe stubborne knees, and hart with strings of steale, 3.3.70 -
2448 Heere is your husband like a mildewed eare, 3.4.64 2449 Blasting his wholsome {brother,} <breath.> haue you eyes, 3.4.65 2450 Could you on this faire mountaine leaue to feede, 3.4.66 2451 And batten on this Moore; ha, haue you eyes? 3.4.67 2452 You cannot call it loue, for at your age 3.4.68 2453 The heyday in the blood is tame, it's humble, 3.4.69 2454 And waits vppon the iudgement, and what iudgement 3.4.70 -
2729 By Letters {congruing} <coniuring> to that effect 4.3.64 2730 The present death of Hamlet, doe it England, 4.3.65 2731 For like the Hectique in my blood he rages, 4.3.66 2732 {K3} And thou must cure me; till I know tis done, 4.3.67 2733 How ere my haps, my ioyes {will nere begin} <were ne're begun>. Exit. 4.3.68 2734 Enter Fortinbrasse with {his } <an>Army {ouer the stage}. .. 2735 Fortin. Goe Captaine, from me greet the Danish King, 4.4.1 -
2800-1 Quoth she, Before you tumbled me, | you promisd me to wed, 2802 {(He answers.)} So would I a done by yonder sunne 4.5.65 2803 And thou hadst not come to my bed. 4.5.66 2804 King. How long hath she beene {thus} <this>? 4.5.67 2805-6 Oph. I hope all will be well, we must be patient, | but I cannot chuse 2806-7 but weepe to thinke they {would} <should>| lay him i'th cold ground, my brother 2807-8 shall know of it, | and so I thanke you for your good counsaile. Come -
3074 To an exployt, now ripe in my deuise, 4.7.64 3075 Vnder the which he shall not choose but fall: 4.7.65 3076 {L4} And for his death no wind of blame shall breathe, 4.7.66 3077 But euen his Mother shall vncharge the practise, 4.7.67 3078 And call it accedent. 4.7.68 3078+1 {Laer. My Lord I will be rul'd,} 4.7.69 3078+2 {The rather if you could deuise it so} 4.7.70 -
3156 So fast {they} <they'l> follow; your Sisters drownd Laertes. 4.7.64 3157 Laer. Drown'd, ô where? 4.7.65 3158 Quee. There is a Willow growes {ascaunt the} <aslant a> Brooke 4.7.66 3159 That showes his {horry} <hore> leaues in the glassy streame, 4.7.67 3160 {Therewith} <There with> fantastique garlands did she {make} <come,> 4.7.68 3161 Of Crowflowers, Nettles, Daises, and long Purples 4.7.69 3162 That liberall Shepheards giue a grosser name, 4.7.70 -
3568 He that hath kild my King, and whor'd my mother, 5.2.64 3569 Pop't in betweene th'election and my hopes, 5.2.65 3570 Throwne out his Angle for my proper life, 5.2.66 3571 And with such {cusnage,} <coozenage;> i'st not perfect conscience? 5.2.67 3572 <To quit him with this arme? And is't not to be damn'd> 5.2.68 3573 <To let this Canker of our nature come> 5.2.69 3574 <In further euill.> 5.2.60