Hamlet ⟨Act V Scene I⟩: Q1 v Q2 v F1

• First Quarto (1603)
  The Tragicall Historie of
  HAMLET
  Prince of Denmarke.

  3189 ==========enter Clowne and an other.

  3190 ^^Clowne  I say no, she ought not to be buried

  3191 In christian buriall.

  0…- ^^2. Why sir?

  3195 ^^Clowne  Mary because shee's drownd.

  0…- ^^2. But she did not drowne her selfe.

  0…- ^^Clowne  No, that's certaine, the water drown'd her.

  0…- ^^2. Yea but it was against her will.

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  3204 ^^Clowne  No, I deny that, for looke you sir, I stand here,

  3207 If the water come to me, I drowne not my selfe:

  3205-6 But if I goe to the water, and am there drown'd,

  3208-9 Ergo I am guiltie of my owne death:[H4^r

  0…- Y'are gone, goe y'are gone sir.

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  3212-4 ^^2. I but see, she hath christian buriall,

  3213 Because she is a great woman.

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  3215-6 ^^Clowne  Mary more's the pitty, that great folke

  3216-7 Should haue more authoritie to hang or drowne

  3217-8 Themselues, more than other people:

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  3249-50Goe fetch me a stope of drinke, but before thou

  3230 Goest, tell me one thing, who buildes strongest,

  3231 Of a Mason, a Shipwright, or a Carpenter?

  0…- ^^2. Why a Mason, for he buildes all of stone,

  0…- And will indure long.

  3234-8 ^^Clowne  That's prety, too't agen, too't agen.

  3232-3 ^^2. Why then a Carpenter, for he buildes the gallowes,

  0…- And that brings many a one to his long home.

  3234-5 ^^Clowne  Prety agen, the gallowes doth well, mary howe

  3235-6 dooes it well? the gallowes dooes well to them that doe ill,

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  3249 goe get thee gone:

  3247-8 And if any one aske thee hereafter, say,

  3248-9 A Graue-maker, for the houses he buildes

  3249-50Last till Doomes-day. Fetch me a stope of beere, goe.

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  3245 ===Enter Hamlet and Horatio.

  3285 ^^Clowne  A picke-axe and a spade,

  3286 A spade for and a winding sheete,

  3287 Most fit it is, for t'will be made, ==he throwes vp a shouel.

  3288 For such a ghest most meete.

  3256 ^^Ham.  Hath this fellow any feeling of himselfe,

  3256-7 That is thus merry in making of a graue?

  3268 See how the slaue joles their heads against the earth.

  3258 ^^Hor.  My lord, Custome hath made it in him seeme no– ↓

  3285 ^^Clowne  A pick-axe and a spade, a spade, =======(thing.

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  3286 For and a winding sheete,

  3287 Most fit it is for to be made,

  3288 For such a ghest most meet.

  3289 ^^Ham.  Looke you, there's another Horatio.

  3289-90Why mai't not be the scull of some Lawyer?[H4^v

  0…- Me thinkes he should indite that fellow

  3292-4 Of an action of Batterie, for knocking

  3290-3 Him about the pate with's shouel: now where is your

  3290-9 Quirkes and quillets now, your vouchers and

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  3296 Double vouchers, your leases and free-holde,

  3301-2 And tenements? why that same boxe there will scarse

  3301 Holde the conueiance of his land, and must

  3302 The honor lie there? O pittifull transformance!

  0…- I prethee tell me Horatio,

  3305 Is parchƜent made of sheep-skinnes?

  3306 ^^Hor.  I my Lorde, and of calues-skinnes too.

  3307 ^^Ham.  Ifaith they prooue themselues sheepe and calues

  3307-8 That deale with them, or put their trust in them.

  3275 There's another, why may not that be such a ones

  3275-6 Scull, that praised my Lord such a ones horse,

  3276 When he meant to beg him? Horatio, I prethee

  3308 Lets question yonder fellow.

  3308-9 Now my friend, whose graue is this?

  3310 ^^Clowne  Mine sir.

  3325 ^^Ham.  But who must lie in it? ===================(sir.

  0…- ^^Clowne  If I should say, I should, I should lie in my throat ↑

  3321 ^^Ham.  What man must be buried here?

  3322 ^^Clowne  No man sir.

  3323 ^^Ham.  What woman?

  3324-6 ^^Clowne.  No woman neither sir, but indeede

  3326 One that was a woman.

  3328-30^^Ham.  An excellent fellow by the Lord Horatio,

  3330-1 This seauen yeares haue I noted it: the toe of the pesant,

  3332 Comes so neere the heele of the courtier,

  3332-3 That hee gawles his kibe, I prethee tell mee one thing,

  3353 How long will a man lie in the ground before hee rots?

  3354 ^^Clowne  I faith sir, if hee be not rotten before

  3354-5 He be laide in, as we haue many pocky corses,

  3356-7 He will last you, eight yeares, a tanner

  3357 Will last you eight yeares full out, or nine.

  3358 ^^Ham.  And why a tanner?[I1^r

  3359 ^^Clowne  Why his hide is so tanned with his trade,

  3359-60That it will holde out water, that's a parlous

  3361 Deuourer of your dead body, a great soaker.

  3361-2 Looke you, heres a scull hath bin here this dozen yeare,

  3334-5 Let me see, I euer since our last king Hamlet

  3335 Slew Fortenbrasse in combat, yong Hamlets father,

  3338-9 Hee that's mad.

  3346 ^^Ham.  I mary, how came he madde?

  3347-9 ^^Clowne  Ifaith very strangely, by loosing of his wittes.

  3350 ^^Ham.  Vpon what ground?

  3351 ^^Clowne  A this ground, in Denmarke.

  0…- ^^Ham.  Where is he now?

  3339 ^^Clowne  Why now they sent him to England.

  3340 ^^Ham.  To England! wherefore?

  3341-2 ^^Clowne  Why they say he shall haue his wittes there,

  3342 Or if he haue not, t'is no great matter there,

  3344 It will not be seene there.

  3343 ^^Ham.  Why not there?

  3344-5 ^^Clowne  Why there they say the men are as mad as he.

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  3363 ^^Ham.  Whose scull was this?

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  3367 ^^Clowne  This, a plague on him, a madde rogues it was,

  3367-8 He powred once a whole flagon of Rhenish of my head,

  3365-9 Why do not you know him? this was one Yorickes scull.

  3370-2 ^^Ham.  Was this? I prethee let me see it, alas poore Yoricke

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  3372-3 I knew him Horatio,

  3373-4 A fellow of infinite mirth, he hath caried mee twenty times

  3374-6 vpon his backe, here hung those lippes that I haue Kissed a

  3375-7 hundred times, and to see, now they abhorre me: Wheres

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  3377-80your iests now Yoricke? your flashes of meriment: now go

  3380-1 to my Ladies chamber, and bid her paint her selfe an inch

  3381-3 thicke, to this she must come Yoricke. Horatio, I prethee

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  3383-5 tell me one thing, doost thou thinke that Alexander looked

  3386 thus?

  3387 ^^Hor.  Euen so my Lord.

  3388 ^^Ham.  And smelt thus?

  3389 ^^Hor.  I my lord, no otherwise.[I1^v

  3391-5 ^^Ham.  No, why might not imagination worke, as thus of

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  3396 Alexander, Alexander died, Alexander was buried, Alexander

  3396-7 became earth, of earth we make clay, and Alexander being

  3398 but clay, why might not time bring to passe, that he might

  3399 stoppe the boung hole of a beere barrell?

  3400 Imperious Cæsar dead and turnd to clay,

  3401 Might stoppe a hole, to keepe the winde away.

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  3405-6 ===Enter King and Queene, Leartes, and other lordes,

  3405-6 =========with a Priest after the coffin.

  3407 ^^Ham.  What funerall's this that all the Court laments?

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  3410 It shews to be some noble parentage:

  3411 Stand by a while.

  3412-4 ^^Lear.  What ceremony else? say, what ceremony else?

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  0…- ^^Priest My Lord, we haue done all that lies in vs,

  0…- And more than well the church can tolerate,

  0…- She hath had a Dirge sung for her maiden soule:

  3417 And but for fauour of the king, and you,

  3418 She had beene buried in the open fieldes,

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  3421-3 Where now she is allowed christian buriall.

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  3431-2 ^^Lear.  So, I tell thee churlish Priest, a ministring Angell

  3432-3 shall my sister be, when thou liest howling.

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  3434 ^^Ham.  The faire Ofelia dead!

  3435 ^^Queene  Sweetes to the sweete, farewell:

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  3437 I had thought to adorne thy bridale bed, faire maide,

  3438 And not to follow thee vnto thy graue.

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  3442 ^^Lear.  Forbeare the earth a while: sister farewell:

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  3444 ========Leartes leapes into the graue.

  3445-8 Now powre your earth on, Olympus hie,

  3446-7 And make a hill to o're top olde Pellon: ==Hamlet leapes

  3449-50Whats he that coniures so? ===========in after Leartes

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  3452-3 ^^Ham.  Beholde tis I, Hamlet the Dane.

  3454 ^^Lear.  The diuell take thy soule.

  3455 ^^Ham.  O thou praiest not well,

  3456 I prethee take thy hand from off my throate,

  3458 For there is something in me dangerous,

  3459 Which let thy wisedome feare, holde off thy hand:[I2^r

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  3466-7 I lou'de Ofelia as deere as twenty brothers could:

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  3468-71Shew me what thou wilt doe for her:

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  3472 Wilt fight, wilt fast, wilt pray,

  3473-4 Wilt drinke vp vessels, eate a crocadile? Ile doot:

  3474 Com'st thou here to whine?

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  3476 And where thou talk'st of burying thee a liue,

  3477-8 Here let vs stand: and let them them throw on vs,

  3478 Whole hills of earth, till with the heighth therof,

  3480 Make Oosell as a Wart.

  3469 ^^King.  Forbeare Leartes, now is hee mad, as is the sea,

  3484 Anone as milde and gentle as a Doue:

  0…- Therfore a while giue his wilde humour scope.

  3488 ^^Ham.  What is the reason sir that you wrong mee thus?

  3489 I neuer gaue you cause: but stand away,

  3491 A Cat will meaw, a Dog will haue a day.

  3491' ============Exit Hamlet and Horatio.

  3482 ^^Queene.  Alas, it is his madnes makes him thus,

  0…- And not his heart, Leartes.

  3494 ^^King.  My lord, t'is so: but wee'le no longer trifle,

  3496 This very day shall Hamlet drinke his last,

  0…- For presently we meane to send to him,

  3498 Therfore Leartes be in readynes.

  0…- ^^Lear.  My lord, till then my soule will not bee quiet.

  0…- ^^King.  Come Gertred, wee'l haue Leartes, and our sonne,

  0…- Made friends and Louers, as befittes them both,

  0…- Euen as they tender vs, and loue their countrie.

  0…- ^^Queene  God grant they may. ========exeunt omnes.

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• Second Quarto (1605)
  The Tragedie of
  H A M L E T
  Prince of Denmarke.

  3189 =============Enter two Clownes.

  3190-1 ^^Clowne.  Is shee to be buried in Christian buriall, when she wilfully

  3191 seekes her owne saluation?

  3192-3 ^^Other.  I tell thee she is, therfore make her graue straight, the crow-

  3193-4 ner hath sate on her, and finds it Christian buriall.

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  3195-6 ^^Clowne.  How can that be, vnlesse she drown'd herselfe in her owne

  3196 defence.

  3197 ^^Other.  Why tis found so.

  3198-9 ^^Clowne.  It must be so offended, it cannot be els, for heere lyes the

  3199-3200poynt, if I drowne my selfe wittingly, it argues an act, & an act hath

  3200-1 three branches, it is to act, to doe, to performe, or all; she drownd her

  3201-2 selfe wittingly.

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  3203 ^^Other.  Nay, but heare you good man deluer.

  3204-5 ^^Clowne.  Giue mee leaue, here lyes the water, good, here stands the

  3204-6 man, good, if the man goe to this water & drowne himselfe, it is will[M2^r

  3206-7 he, nill he, he goes, marke you that, but if the water come to him, &

  3207-9 drowne him, he drownes not himselfe, argall, he that is not guilty of

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  3209 his owne death, shortens not his owne life.

  3210 ^^Other.  But is this law?

  3211 ^^Clowne.  I marry i'st, Crowners quest law.

  3212-3 ^^Other.  Will you ha the truth an't, if this had not beene a gentlewo-

  3213-4 man, she should haue been buried out a christian buriall.

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  3215-6 ^^Clowne.  Why there thou sayst, and the more pitty that great folke

  3216-7 should haue countnaunce in this world to drowne or hang thēselues,

  3217-8 more then theyr euen Christen: Come my spade, there is no aunci-

  3218-9 ent gentlemen but Gardners, Ditchers, and Grauemakers, they hold

  3219-20vp Adams profession.

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  3221 ^^Other.  Was he a gentleman?

  3222 ^^Clowne.  A was the first that euer bore Armes.

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  3226-7 Ile put another question to thee, if thou answerest me not to the pur-

  3227-8 pose, confesse thy selfe.

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  3229 ^^Other.  Goe to.

  3230-1 ^^Clow.  What is he that builds stronger then eyther the Mason, the

  3231 Shypwright, or the Carpenter.

  3232-3 ^^Other.  The gallowes maker, for that out-liues a thousand tenants.

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  3234-5 ^^Clowne.  I like thy wit well in good fayth, the gallowes dooes well,

  3235-6 but howe dooes it well? It dooes well to those that do ill, nowe thou

  3236-7 doost ill to say the gallowes is built stronger then the Church, argall,

  3237-8 the gallowes may doo well to thee. Too't againe, come.

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  3239-40^^Other.  Who buildes stronger then a Mason, a Shipwright, or a

  3240 Carpenter.

  3241 ^^Clowne.  I, tell me that and vnyoke.

  3242 ^^Other.  Marry now I can tell.

  3243 ^^Clowne.  Too't.

  3244 ^^Other.  Masse I cannot tell.

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  3246-7 ^^Clow.  Cudgell thy braines no more about it, for your dull asse wil

  3247-8 not mend his pace with beating, and when you are askt this question

  3248-9 next, say a graue-maker, the houses hee makes lasts till Doomesday.

  3249-50Goe get thee in, and fetch mee a soope of liquer.

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  3252 In youth when I did loue did loue, =======Song.

  3253 -@Me thought it was very sweet

  3254 To contract ô the time for a my behoue,

  3255 -@O me thought there a was nothing a meet.

  3256 =======Enter Hamlet and Horatio.[M2^v

  3256-7 ^^Ham.  Has this fellowe no feeling of his busines? a sings in graue-

  3257 making.

  3258-9 ^^Hora.  Custome hath made it in him a propertie of easines.

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  3260-1 ^^Ham.  Tis een so, the hand of little imploiment hath the dintier sence

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  3263 ^^Clow.  But age with his stealing steppes ======Song.

  3264 -%%%@hath clawed me in his clutch,

  3265 -@@And hath shipped me into the land,

  3266 -%%%@as if I had neuer been such.

  3267-8 ^^Ham.  That skull had a tongue in it, and could sing once, how the

  3268-9 knaue iowles it to the ground, as if twere Caines iawbone, that did the

  3269-70first murder, this might be the pate of a pollitician, which this asse now

  3270-1 ore-reaches; one that would circumuent God, might it not?

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  3272 ^^Hora.  It might my Lord.

  3273-4 ^^Ham.  Or of a Courtier, which could say good morrow sweet lord,

  3274-5 how doost thou sweet lord? This might be my Lord such a one, that

  3275-6 praised my lord such a ones horse when a went to beg it, might it not?

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  3277 ^^Hor.  I my Lord.

  3278-9 ^^Ham.  Why een so, & now my Lady wormes Choples, & knockt

  3279-80about the massene with a Sextens spade; heere's fine reuolution and

  3280-1  we had the tricke to see't, did these bones cost no more the breeding,

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  3281-3 but to play at loggits with them : mine ake to thinke on't.

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  3284 ^^Clow.  A pickax and a spade a spade, =======Song.

  3286 -%%%@for and a shrowding sheet,

  3287 -@@O a pit of Clay for to be made

  3288 -%%%@for such a guest is meet.

  3289-90^^Ham.  There's another, why may not that be the skull of a Lawyer,

  3290-1 where be his quiddities now, his quillites, his cases, his tenurs, and his

  3291-2 tricks? why dooes he suffer this madde knaue now to knocke him a-

  3292-4 bout the sconce with a durtie shouell, and will not tell him of his acti-

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  3294-5 on of battery, hum, this fellowe might be in's time a great buyer of

  3295-6 Land, with his Statuts, his recognisances, his fines, his double vou-

  3296-9 chers, his recoueries, to haue his fine pate full of fine durt, will vou-

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  3299-3300chers vouch him no more of his purchases & doubles then the length

  3300-1 and breadth of a payre of Indentures? The very conueyances of his

  3301-3 Lands will scarcely lye in this box, & must th'inheritor himselfe haue

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  3303 no more, ha.

  3304 ^^Hora.  Not a iot more my Lord.

  3305 ^^Ham.  Is not Parchment made of sheepe-skinnes?

  3306 ^^Hora.  I my Lord, and of Calues-skinnes to.[M3^r

  3307-8 ^^Ham.  They are Sheepe and Calues which seeke out assurance in

  3308-9 that, I wil speak to this fellow. Whose graue's this sirra ?

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  3310 ^^Clow.  Mine sir, or a pit of clay for to be made.

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  3313 ^^Ham.  I thinke it be thine indeede, for thou lyest in't.

  3314-5 ^^Clow.  You lie out ont sir, and therefore tis not yours; for my part I

  3315 doe not lie in't, yet it is mine.

  3316-7 ^^Ham.  Thou doost lie in't to be in't & say it is thine, tis for the dead,

  3317-8 not for the quicke, therefore thou lyest.

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  3319-20^^Clow.  Tis a quicke lye sir, twill away againe from me to you.

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  3321 ^^Ham.  What man doost thou digge it for?

  3322 ^^Clow.  For no man sir.

  3323 ^^Ham.  What woman then?

  3324 ^^Clow.  For none neither.

  3325 ^^Ham.  Who is to be buried in't?

  3326-7 ^^Clow.  One that was a woman sir, but rest her soule shee's dead.

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  3328-9 ^^Ham.  How absolute the knaue is, we must speake by the card, or

  3329-30equiuocation will vndoo vs. By the Lord Horatio, this three yeeres I

  3330-1 haue tooke note of it, the age is growne so picked, that the toe of the

  3331-3 pesant coms so neere the heele of the Courtier he galls his kybe. How

  3333 long hast thou been Graue-maker?

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  3334-5 ^^Clow.  Of the dayes i'th yere I came too't that day that our last king

  3335 Hamlet ouercame Fortenbrasse.

  3336 ^^Ham.  How long is that since?

  3337-8 ^^Clow.  Cannot you tell that? euery foole can tell that, it was that

  3338-9 very day that young Hamlet was borne: hee that is mad and sent into

  3339 England.

  3340 ^^Ham.  I marry, why was he sent into England?

  3341-2 ^^Clow.  Why because a was mad: a shall recouer his wits there, or if

  3342 a doo not, tis no great matter there.

  3343 ^^Ham.  Why?

  3344-5 ^^Clow.  Twill not be seene in him there, there the men are as mad ↓

  3346 ^^Ham.  How came he mad? ======================(as hee.

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  3347 ^^Clow.  Very strangely they say.

  3348 ^^Ham.  How strangely?

  3349 ^^Clow.  Fayth eene with loosing his wits.

  3350 ^^Ham.  Vpon what ground?

  3351-2 ^^Clow.  Why heere in Denmarke: I haue been Sexten heere man

  3352 and boy thirty yeeres.

  3353 ^^Ham.  How long will a man lie i'th earth ere he rot?[M3^v

  3354-5 ^^Clow.  Fayth if a be not rotten before a die, as we haue many poc-

  3355-6 kie corses, that will scarce hold the laying in, a will last you som eyght

  3356-7 yeere, or nine yeere. A Tanner will last you nine yeere.

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  3358 ^^Ham.  Why he more then another?

  3359-60^^Clow.  Why sir, his hide is so tand with his trade, that a will keepe

  3360-1 out water a great while; & your water is a sore decayer of your whor-

  3361-2 son dead body, heer's a scull now hath lyen you i'th earth 23. yeeres.

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  3363 ^^Ham.  Whose was it?

  3364-5 ^^Clow.  A whorson mad fellowes it was, whose do you think it was?

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  3366 ^^Ham.  Nay I know not.

  3367-8 ^^Clow.  A pestilence on him for a madde rogue, a pourd a flagon of

  3368-9 Renish on my head once; this same skull sir, was sir Yoricks skull, the

  3369 Kings Iester.

  3370 ^^Ham.  This?

  3371 ^^Clow.  Een that.

  3372-3 ^^Ham.  Alas poore Yoricke, I knew him Horatio, a fellow of infinite

  3373-4 iest, of most excellent fancie, hee hath bore me on his backe a thou-

  3374-5 sand times, and now how abhorred in my imagination it is: my gorge

  3375-6 rises at it. Heere hung those lyppes that I haue kist I know not howe

  3376-8 oft, where be your gibes now? your gamboles, your songs, your fla-

  000¦

  3378-9 shes of merriment, that were wont to set the table on a roare, not one

  3379-80now to mocke your owne grinning, quite chopfalne. Now get you

  3380-2 to my Ladies table, & tell her, let her paint an inch thicke, to this fa-

  000¦

  3382 uour she must come, make her laugh at that.

  3382-3 Prethee Horatio tell me one thing.

  3384 ^^Hora.  What's that my Lord?

  3385-6 ^^Ham.  Doost thou thinke Alexander lookt a this fashion i'th earth?

  000¦

  3387 ^^Hora.  Een so.

  3388 ^^Ham.  And smelt so pah.

  3389 ^^Hora.  Een so my Lord.

  3390-1 ^^Ham.  To what base vses wee may returne Horatio? Why may not

  3391-2 imagination trace the noble dust of Alexander, till a find it stopping

  3392 a bunghole?

  3393 ^^Hor.  Twere to consider too curiously to consider so.

  3394-5 ^^Ham.  No faith, not a iot, but to follow him thether with modesty

  3395-6 enough, and likelyhood to leade it . Alexander dyed, Alexander was

  3396-7 buried, Alexander returneth to dust, the dust is earth, of earth vvee

  3397-9 make Lome, & why of that Lome whereto he was conuerted, might

  3399 they not stoppe a Beare-barrell?[M4^r

  000¦

  3400 Imperious Cæsar dead, and turn'd to Clay,

  3401 Might stoppe a hole, to keepe the wind away.

  3402 O that that earth which kept the world in awe,

  3403 Should patch a wall t'expell the waters flaw.

  3404 But soft, but soft awhile, here comes the King, =====Enter K. Q.

  3407 The Queene, the Courtiers, who is this they follow? ==Laertes and

  3408 And with such maimed rites? this doth betoken, =====the corse.

  3409 The corse they follow, did with desprat hand

  000¦

  000¦

  3410 Foredoo it owne life, twas of some estate,

  3411 Couch we a while and marke.

  3412 ^^Laer.  What Ceremonie els?

  3413 ^^Ham.  That is Laertes a very noble youth, marke.

  3414 ^^Laer.  What Ceremonie els?

  3415 ^^Doct.  Her obsequies haue been as farre inlarg'd

  3416 As we haue warrantie, her death was doubtfull,

  3417 And but that great commaund ore-swayes the order,

  3418 She should in ground vnsanctified been lodg'd

  3419 Till the last trumpet: for charitable prayers,

  3420  Flints and peebles should be throwne on her:

  3421 Yet heere she is allow'd her virgin Crants,

  3422 Her mayden strewments, and the bringing home

  3423 Of bell and buriall.

  3424 ^^Laer.  Must there no more be doone?

  3425 ^^Doct.  No more be doone.

  3426 We should prophane the seruice of the dead,

  3427 To sing a Requiem and such rest to her

  3428 As to peace-parted soules.

  3429 ^^Laer.  Lay her i'th earth,

  3430 And from her faire and vnpolluted flesh

  3431 May Violets spring: I tell thee churlish Priest,

  3432 A ministring Angell shall my sister be

  3433 When thou lyest howling.

  3434 ^^Ham.  What, the faire Ophelia.

  3435 ^^Quee.  Sweets to the sweet, farewell,

  3436 I hop't thou should'st haue been my Hamlets wife,

  3437 I thought thy bride-bed to haue deckt sweet maide,

  3438 And not haue strew'd thy graue.

  3439 ^^Laer.  O treble woe

  3440 Fall tenne times double on that cursed head,[M4^v

  3441 Whose wicked deede thy most ingenious sence

  3442 Depriued thee of, hold off the earth a while,

  3443 Till I haue caught her once more in mine armes;

  000¦

  3445 Now pile your dust vpon the quicke and dead,

  3446 Till of this flat a mountaine you haue made

  3447 To'retop old Pelion, or the skyesh head

  3448 Of blew Olympus.

  3449 ^^Ham.  What is he whose griefe

  3450 Beares such an emphesis, whose phrase of sorrow

  3451 Coniures the wandring starres, and makes them stand

  3452 Like wonder wounded hearers: this is I

  3453 Hamlet the Dane.

  3454 ^^Laer.  The deuill take thy soule.

  3455-6 ^^Ham.  Thou pray'st not well, I prethee take thy fingers ↓

  3457 For though I am not spleenatiue rash, =====(from my throat,

  000¦

  3458 Yet haue I in me something dangerous,

  3459 Which let thy wisedome feare; hold off thy hand,

  3460 ^^King.  Pluck them a sunder.

  3461 ^^Quee.  Hamlet, Hamlet.

  3461+1 ^^All.  Gentlemen.

  3462 ^^Hora.  Good my Lord be quiet.

  3463 ^^Ham.  Why, I will fight with him vpon this theame

  3464 Vntill my eye-lids will no longer wagge.

  3465 ^^Quee.  O my sonne, what theame?

  3466 ^^Ham.  I loued Ophelia, forty thousand brothers

  3467 Could not with all theyr quantitie of loue

  3468 Make vp my summe. What wilt thou doo for her.

  3469 ^^King.  O he is mad Laertes.

  3470 ^^Quee.  For loue of God forbeare him.

  3471 ^^Ham.  S'wounds shew me what th'owt doe:

  3472 Woo't weepe, woo't fight, woo't fast, woo't teare thy selfe,

  3473 Woo't drinke vp Esill, eate a Crocadile?

  3474 Ile doo't, doost come heere to whine?

  3475 To out-face me with leaping in her graue,

  3476 Be buried quicke with her, and so will I.

  3477 And if thou prate of mountaines, let them throw

  3478 Millions of Acres on vs, till our ground

  3479 Sindging his pate against the burning Zone

  3480 Make Ossa like a wart, nay and thou'lt mouthe,[N1^r

  3481 Ile rant as well as thou.

  3482 ^^Quee.  This is meere madnesse,

  3483 And this a while the fit will worke on him,

  3484 Anon as patient as the female Doue

  3485 When that her golden cuplets are disclosed

  3486 His silence will sit drooping.

  3487 ^^Ham.  Heare you sir,

  3488 What is the reason that you vse me thus?

  3489 I lou'd you euer, but it is no matter,

  3490 Let Hercules himselfe doe what he may

  3491 The Cat will mew, and Dogge will haue his day. ===Exit Hamlet

  3492 ^^King.  I pray thee good Horatio waite vpon him. ===and Horatio.

  3493 Strengthen your patience in our last nights speech,

  3494 Weele put the matter to the present push:

  3495 Good Gertrard set some watch ouer your sonne,

  3496 This graue shall haue a liuing monument,

  3497 An houre of quiet thereby shall we see

  3498 Tell then in patience our proceeding be. ===Exeunt.

• First Folio (1623)
  —————
  THE TRAGEDIE OF
  H A M L E T, Prince of Denmarke.

  3189 ==============Enter two Clownes.

  3190 ^^Clown.  Is she to bee buried in Christian buriall, that

  3191 wilfully seekes her owne saluation?

  3192 ^^Other.  I tell thee she is, and therefore make her Graue

  3193 straight, the Crowner hath sate on her, and finds it Chri-

  3194 stian buriall.

  3195 ^^Clo.  How can that be, vnlesse she drowned her selfe in

  3196 her owne defence?

  3197 ^^Other.  Why 'tis found so.

  3198 ^^Clo.  It must be Se offendendo, it cannot bee else: for

  3199 heere lies the point; If I drowne my selfe wittingly, it ar-

  3200 gues an Act: and an Act hath three branches. It is an

  3201 Act to doe and to performe; argall she drown'd her selfe

  3202 wittingly.

  3203 ^^Other.  Nay but heare you Goodman Deluer.

  3204 ^^Clown.  Giue me leaue; heere lies the water; good:

  3205 heere stands the man; good: If the man goe to this wa-

  3206 ter and drowne himselfe; it is will he nill he, he goes;

  3207 marke you that? But if the water come to him & drowne

  3208 him; hee drownes not himselfe. Argall, hee that is not

  3209 guilty of his owne death, shortens not his owne life.

  3210 ^^Other.  But is this law?

  3211 ^^Clo.  I marry is't, Crowners Quest Law.

  3212 ^^Other.  Will you ha the truth on't: if this had not [pp5^r

  3213 beene a Gentlewoman, shee should haue beene buried

  3214 out of Christian Buriall.

  3215 ^^Clo.  Why there thou say'st. And the more pitty that

  3216 great folke should haue countenance in this world to

  3217 drowne or hang themselues, more then their euen Christi-

  3218 an. Come, my Spade; there is no ancient Gentlemen,

  3219 but Gardiners, Ditchers and Graue-makers; they hold vp

  3220 Adams Profession.

  3221 ^^Other.  Was he a Gentleman?

  3222 ^^Clo.  He was the first that euer bore Armes.

  3223 ^^Other.  Why he had none.

  3224 ^^Clo.  What, ar't a Heathen? how dost thou vnder-

  3225 stand the Scripture? the Scripture sayes Adam dig'd;

  3226 could hee digge without Armes? Ile put another que-

  3227 stion to thee; if thou answerest me not to the purpose, con-

  3228 fesse thy selfe

  3229 ^^Other.  Go too.

  3230 ^^Clo.  What is he that builds stronger then either the

  3231 Mason, the Shipwright, or the Carpenter?

  3232 ^^Other.  The Gallowes maker; for that Frame outliues a

  3233 thousand Tenants.

  3234 ^^Clo.  I like thy wit well in good faith, the Gallowes

  3235 does well; but how does it well? it does well to those

  3236 that doe ill: now, thou dost ill to say the Gallowes is

  3237 built stronger then the Church: Argall, the Gallowes

  3238 may doe well to thee. Too't againe, Come.

  3239 ^^Other.  Who builds stronger then a Mason, a Ship-

  3240 wright, or a Carpenter?

  3241 ^^Clo.  I, tell me that, and vnyoake.

  3242 ^^Other.  Marry, now I can tell.

  3243 ^^Clo.  Too't.

  3244 ^^Other.  Masse, I cannot tell.

  3245 ========Enter Hamlet and Horatio a farre off.

  3246 ^^Clo.  Cudgell thy braines no more about it; for your

  3247 dull Asse will not mend his pace with beating; and when

  3248 you are ask't this question next, say a Graue-maker: the

  3249 Houses that he makes, lasts till Doomesday: go, get thee

  3250 to Yaughan, fetch me a stoupe of Liquor.

  3251 ======================Sings.

  3252 =======In youth when I did loue, did loue,

  3253 =========me thought it was very sweete:

  3254 =======To contract O the time for a my behoue,

  3255 =========O me thought there was nothing meete.

  000¦

  3256 ^^Ham.  Ha's this fellow no feeling of his businesse, that

  3257 he sings at Graue-making?

  3258 ^^Hor.  Custome hath made it in him a property of ea-

  3259 sinesse.

  3260 ^^Ham.  'Tis ee'n so; the hand of little Imployment hath

  3261 the daintier sense.

  3262 ======================Clowne sings.

  3263 =======But Age with his stealing steps

  3264 =========hath caught me in his clutch:

  3265 =======And hath shipped me intill the Land,

  3266 =========as if I had neuer beene such.

  3267 ^^Ham.  That Scull had a tongue in it, and could sing

  3268 once: how the knaue iowles it to th' grownd, as if it

  3269 were Caines Iaw-bone, that did the first murther: It

  3270 might be the Pate of a Polititian which this Asse o're Of-

  3271 fices: one that could circumuent God, might it not?

  3272 ^^Hor.  It might, my Lord.

  3273 ^^Ham.  Or of a Courtier, which could say, Good Mor-

  3274 row sweet Lord: how dost thou, good Lord? this

  3275 might be my Lord such a one, that prais'd my Lord such

  3276 a ones Horse, when he meant to begge it; might it not?

  3277 ^^Hor.  I, my Lord.

  3278 ^^Ham.  Why ee'n so: and now my Lady Wormes,

  3279 Chaplesse, and knockt about the Mazard with a Sextons

  3280 Spade; heere's fine Reuolution, if wee had the tricke to

  3281 see't. Did these bones cost no more the breeding, but

  3282 to play at Loggets with 'em? mine ake to thinke

  3283 on't.

  3284 =====Clowne sings.

  3285 A Pickhaxe and a Spade, a Spade,

  3286   for and a shrowding-Sheete:

  3287 O a Pit of Clay for to be made,

  3288   for such a Guest is meete.

  3289 ^^Ham.  There's another: why might not that bee the

  3290 Scull of of a Lawyer? where be his Quiddits now? his

  3291 Quillets? his Cases? his Tenures, and his Tricks? why

  3292 doe's he suffer this rude knaue now to knocke him about

  3293 the Sconce with a dirty Shouell, and will not tell him of

  3294 his Action of Battery? hum. This fellow might be in's

  3295 time a great buyer of Land, with his Statutes, his Recog-

  3296 nizances, his Fines, his double Vouchers, his Recoueries:

  3297 Is this the fine of his Fines, and the recouery of his Reco-

  3298 ueries, to haue his fine Pate full of fine Dirt? will his

  3299 Vouchers vouch him no more of his Purchases, and dou-

  3300 ble ones too, then the length and breadth of a paire of

  3301 Indentures? the very Conueyances of his Lands will

  3302 hardly lye in this Boxe; and must the Inheritor himselfe

  3303 haue no more? ha?

  3304 ^^Hor.  Not a iot more, my Lord.

  3305 ^^Ham.  Is not Parchment made of Sheep-skinnes?

  3306 ^^Hor.  I my Lord, and of Calue-skinnes too.

  3307 ^^Ham.  They are Sheepe and Calues that seek out assu-

  3308 rance in that. I will speake to this fellow: whose Graue's

  3309 this Sir?

  3310 ^^Clo.  Mine Sir:

  3311 O a Pit of Clay for to be made,

  3312   for such a Guest is meete.

  3313 ^^Ham.  I thinke it be thine indeed: for thou liest in't.

  3314 ^^Clo.  You lye out on't Sir, and therefore it is not yours:

  3315 for my part, I doe not lye in't; and yet it is mine.

  3316 ^^Ham.  Thou dost lye in't, to be in't and say 'tis thine:

  3317 'tis for the dead, not for the quicke, therefore thou

  3318 lyest.

  3319 ^^Clo.  'Tis a quicke lye Sir, 'twill away againe from me

  3320 to you.

  3321 ^^Ham.  What man dost thou digge it for?

  3322 ^^Clo.  For no man Sir.

  3323 ^^Ham.  What woman then?

  3324 ^^Clo.  For none neither.

  3325 ^^Ham.  Who is to be buried in't?

  3326 ^^Clo.  One that was a woman Sir; but rest her Soule,

  3327 shee's dead.

  3328 ^^Ham.  How absolute the knaue is? wee must speake

  3329 by the Carde, or equiuocation will vndoe vs: by the

  3330 Lord Horatio, these three yeares I haue taken note of it,

  3331 the Age is growne so picked, that the toe of the Pesant

  3332 comes so neere the heeles of our Courtier, hee galls his

  3333 Kibe. How long hast thou been a Graue-maker?

  3334 ^^Clo.  Of all the dayes i'th' yeare, I came too't that day

  3335 that our last King Hamlet o'recame Fortinbras.

  3336 ^^Ham.  How long is that since?

  3337 ^^Clo.  Cannot you tell that? euery foole can tell that:

  3338 It was the very day, that young Hamlet was borne, hee

  3339 that was mad, and sent into England.

  3340 ^^Ham.  I marry, why was he sent into England?

  3341 ^^Clo.  Why, because he was mad; hee shall recouer his

  3342 wits there; or if he do not, it's no great matter there.

  3343 ^^Ham.  Why?[pp5^v

  3344 ^^Clo.  'Twill not be seene in him, there the men are as

  3345 mad as he.

  3346 ^^Ham.  How came he mad?

  3347 ^^Clo.  Very strangely they say.

  3348 ^^Ham.  How strangely?

  3349 ^^Clo.  Faith e'ene with loosing his wits.

  3350 ^^Ham.  Vpon what ground?

  3351 ^^Clo.  Why heere in Denmarke: I haue bin sixeteene

  3352 heere, man and Boy thirty yeares.

  3353 ^^Ham.  How long will a man lie 'ith' earth ere he rot?

  3354 ^^Clo.  Ifaith, if he be not rotten before he die (as we haue

  3355 many pocky Coarses now adaies, that will scarce hold

  3356 the laying in) he will last you some eight yeare, or nine

  3357 yeare. A Tanner will last you nine yeare.

  3358 ^^Ham.  Why he, more then another?

  3359 ^^Clo.  Why sir, his hide is so tan'd with his Trade, that

  3360 he will keepe out water a great while. And your water,

  3361 is a sore Decayer of your horson dead body. Heres a Scull

  3362 now: this Scul, has laine in the earth three & twenty years.

  3363 ^^Ham.  Whose was it?

  3364 ^^Clo.  A whoreson mad Fellowes it was;

  3365 Whose doe you thinke it was?

  3366 ^^Ham.  Nay, I know not.

  3367 ^^Clo.  A pestlence on him for a mad Rogue, a pou'rd a

  3368 Flaggon of Renish on my head once. This same Scull

  3369 Sir, this same Scull sir, was Yoricks Scull, the Kings Iester.

  3370 ^^Ham.  This?

  3371 ^^Clo.  E'ene that.

  3372 ^^Ham.  Let me see. Alas poore Yorick, I knew him Ho-

  3373 ratio, a fellow of infinite Iest; of most excellent fancy, he

  3374 hath borne me on his backe a thousand times: And how

  3375 abhorred my Imagination is, my gorge rises at it. Heere

  3376 hung those lipps, that I haue kist I know not how oft.

  3377 Where be your Iibes now? Your Gambals? Your

  3378 Songs? Your flashes of Merriment that were wont to

  3379 set the Table on a Rore? No one now to mock your own

  3380 Ieering? Quite chopfalne? Now get you to my Ladies

  3381 Chamber, and tell her, let her paint an inch thicke, to this

  3382 fauour she must come. Make her laugh at that: pry-

  3383 thee Horatio tell me one thing.

  3384 ^^Hor.  What's that my Lord?

  3385 ^^Ham.  Dost thou thinke Alexander lookt o'this fa-

  3386 shion i'th' earth?

  3387 ^^Hor.  E'ene so.

  3388 ^^Ham.  And smelt so? Puh.

  3389 ^^Hor.  E'ene so, my Lord.

  3390 ^^Ham.  To what base vses we may returne Horatio.

  3391 Why may not Imagination trace the Noble dust of A-

  3392 lexander, till he find it stopping a bunghole.

  3393 ^^Hor.  'Twere to consider: to curiously to consider so.

  3394 ^^Ham.  No faith, not a iot. But to follow him thether

  3395 with modestie enough, & likeliehood to lead it; as thus.

  3396 Alexander died: Alexander was buried: Alexander re-

  3397 turneth into dust; the dust is earth; of earth we make

  3398 Lome, and why of that Lome (whereto he was conuer-

  3399 ted) might they not stopp a Beere-barrell?

  3400 Imperiall Cæsar, dead and turn'd to clay,

  3401 Might stop a hole to keepe the winde away.

  3402 Oh, that that earth, which kept the world in awe,

  3403 Should patch a Wall, t'expell the winters flaw.

  3404 But soft, but soft, aside; heere comes the King.

  3405 =======Enter King, Queene, Laertes, and a Coffin,

  3406 ==========with Lords attendant.

  3407 The Queene, the Courtiers. Who is that they follow,

  3408 And with such maimed rites? This doth betoken,

  3409 The Coarse they follow, did with disperate hand,

  3410 Fore do it owne life; 'twas some Estate.

  3411 Couch we a while, and mark.

  3412 ^^Laer.  What Cerimony else?

  3413 ^^Ham.  That is Laertes, a very Noble youth: Marke.

  3414 ^^Laer.  What Cerimony else?

  3415 ^^Priest.  Her Obsequies haue bin as farre inlarg'd.

  3416 As we haue warrantis, her death was doubtfull,

  3417 And but that great Command, o're-swaies the order,

  3418 She should in ground vnsanctified haue lodg'd,

  3419 Till the last Trumpet. For charitable praier,

  3420 Shardes, Flints, and Peebles, should be throwne on her:

  3421 Yet heere she is allowed her Virgin Rites,

  3422 Her Maiden strewments, and the bringing home

  3423 Of Bell and Buriall.

  3424 ^^Laer.  Must there no more be done?

  3425 ^^Priest.  No more be done:

  3426 We should prophane the seruice of the dead,

  3427 To sing sage Requiem, and such rest to her

  3428 As to peace-parted Soules.

  3429 ^^Laer.  Lay her i'th' earth,

  3430 And from her faire and vnpolluted flesh,

  3431 May Violets spring. I tell thee (churlish Priest)

  3432 A Ministring Angell shall my Sister be,

  3433 When thou liest howling?

  3434 ^^Ham.  What, the faire Ophelia?

  3435 ^^Queene.  Sweets, to the sweet farewell.

  3436 I hop'd thou should'st haue bin my Hamlets wife:

  3437 I thought thy Bride-bed to haue deckt (sweet Maid)

  3438 And not t'haue strew'd thy Graue.

  3439 ^^Laer.  Oh terrible woer,

  3440 Fall ten times trebble, on that cursed head

  3441 Whose wicked deed, thy most Ingenious sence

  3442 Depriu'd thee of. Hold off the earth a while,

  3443 Till I haue caught her once more in mine armes:

  3444 =========Leaps in the graue.

  3445 Now pile your dust, vpon the quicke, and dead,

  3446 Till of this flat a Mountaine you haue made,

  3447 To o're top old Pelion, or the skyish head

  3448 Of blew Olympus.

  3449 ^^Ham.  What is he, whose griefes

  3450 Beares such an Emphasis ? whose phrase of Sorrow

  3451 Coniure the wandring Starres, and makes them stand

  3452 Like wonder-wounded hearers? This is I,

  3453 Hamlet the Dane.

  3454 ^^Laer.  The deuill take thy soule.

  3455 ^^Ham.  Thou prai'st not well,

  3456 I prythee take thy fingers from my throat;

  3457 Sir though I am not Spleenatiue, and rash,

  3458 Yet haue I something in me dangerous,

  3459 Which let thy wisenesse feare. Away thy hand.

  3460 ^^King.  Pluck them asunder.

  3461 ^^Qu.  Hamlet, Hamlet.

  000¦

  3462 ^^Gen.  Good my Lord be quiet.

  3463 ^^Ham.  Why I will fight with him vppon this Theme.

  3464 Vntill my eielids will no longer wag.

  3465 ^^Qu.  Oh my Sonne, what Theame?

  3466 ^^Ham.  I lou'd Ophelia; fortie thousand Brothers

  3467 Could not (with all there quantitie of Loue)

  3468 Make vp my summe. What wilt thou do for her?

  3469 ^^King.  Oh he is mad Laertes,

  3470 ^^Qu.  For loue of God forbeare him.

  3471 ^^Ham.  Come show me what thou'lt doe.

  3472 Woo't weepe? Woo't fight? Woo't teare thy selfe?

  3473 Woo't drinke vp Esile, eate a Crocodile?

  3474 Ile doo't. Dost thou come heere to whine;[pp6^r

  3475 To outface me with leaping in her Graue?

  3476 Be buried quicke with her, and so will I.

  3477 And if thou prate of Mountaines; let them throw

  3478 Millions of Akers on vs; till our ground

  3479 Sindging his pate against the burning Zone,

  3480 Make Ossa like a wart. Nay, and thoul't mouth,

  3481 Ile rant as well as thou.

  3482 ^^Kin.  This is meere Madnesse:

  3483 And thus a while the fit will worke on him:

  3484 Anon as patient as the female Doue,

  3485 When that her golden Cuplet are disclos'd;

  3486 His silence will sit drooping.

  3487 ^^Ham.  Heare you Sir:

  3488 What is the reason that you vse me thus?

  3489 I loud' you euer; but it is no matter:

  3490 Let Hercules himselfe doe what he may,

  3491 The Cat will Mew, and Dogge will haue his day. =====Exit.

  3492 ^^Kin.  I pray you good Horatio wait vpon him,

  3493 Strengthen you patience in our last nights speech,

  3494 Wee'l put the matter to the present push:

  3495 Good Gertrude set some watch ouer your Sonne,

  3496 This Graue shall haue a liuing Monument:

  3497 An houre of quiet shortly shall we see;

  3498 Till then, in patience our proceeding be. =====Exeunt.