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Ham. I dare not drink yet, Madam; by and by
[Play. Ofr. Nothing neither way. Laer. Have at you now.
[Laertes wounds Hamlet; tben, in fcufling,
they change Rapiers, and Hamlet wounds
How is't, my
[Lord? Laer. Why, as a woodcock to my own springe, I'm justly killed with mine own treachery.
Ham. How does the Queen?
Queen. No, no, the drink, the drink-
[Queen diese Ham. Oh villainy! ho! let the door be locked: Treachery ! feck it out----
Laer. It is here, Hamlet, thou art slain;
(75) The treacherous infiruinent is in the land,
Unbated and enrenomes :) The King, in the fourth acts in the scene betwixt nim and Laertes, says;
So that with ease,
Unbated and envenomed: the foul practice
Ham. The point envenomed too?
All. Treason, treason.
Ham. Here, thou incestuous, murd'rous, damned Drink off this potion: is the Union here? [Dane, Follow my mother.
[King dies. Laer. He is justiy served. It is a poison tempered by himself. Exchange forgiveness with me, noble Hamlet; Mine and my father's death come not on thee, Nor thine on me!
[Dies. Ham, Heaven make thee free of it! I follow thee. I'm dead, Horatio; wretched Queen, adieu ! You that look pale, and tremble at this chance, That are but mutes or audience to this act,
Or with a little fhuming, you may chuse
Requite him for your father.
A sword unbaitedwhich makes nonsense of the place, and destroys the Poet's meaning. Unhated fignfics unabated, unblunted, not charged with a button as foils are. There are many passages in our Author, where bate and anate signify to bluni.
But doch rebate and blunt bis natural edge
Meal for Meal.
Love's Labour Loft.
2 Henry IV, So likewise Ben Johnson, in his Sad Shepherd;
As far as her proud scorning him could bate,
Had I but time, (as this fell ferjeant death
Hor. Never, believe it,
Ham. As th'art a man,
Enter OSRIC. Ofr. Yoring Fortinbras, with conqueft come from To the areballadors of England gives
[Poland, This warlike volley.
Ham. 0, 1 die, Horatio : The potent poison quite o'ergrows my spirit: I cannot live to hear the news from England. But I do prophefy, th'election lights On Fortinbras; he has my dying voice; So tell him, with th' occurrents more or less, Which have follicited.--- The rest is filence. [Dies, Hor. Now cracks a noble heart; good-night,
sweet Prince ; And fights of angels fing thee to thy rest! Why does the drum come hither? Enter FORTINBRAS, and English Ambassadors, with
Drum, Colours, and Attendants. Fort. Where is this fight?
Hor. What is it you would see?
Amb. The fight is dismal,
Hor. Not from his mouth,
bear Of cruel, bloody, and unnatural acts; Of accidental judgments, casual ilaughters; (76)
-7h, prout Death! Uhat feaji is toward in thy eterpal cell,! This epitlict, I think, has no great propriety liere. I have chose the realing of the old Quarto editions, infernal. This communicates an image fuitable to the circumstance of the liavoc which Fo tinbras looks on and would represent in a light of hourer: Unoa the fight of so many dead bodies, he exclaims against Death, as an execrable, riotous destroyer, and as preparing to make a favage and helial feast.
(77) He never gave commandment for their death.? We must either believe the Poct had forgot himself with regarvioihe circumttance of Rofincrantz and Guildenstern's dead, or we must understand him thus; that he no other ways gave a conimand for their deaths, than in putting a change upon the tenour of the King's commillion, and warding vil the fatal fentence from liis own bead.
Of deaths put on by cunning, and forced caule;
Fort. Let us haste to hear it,
Hor. Of that I shall have also cause to speak, And from his mouth whose voice will draw on But let this fame be presently performed, [more: (78) Even while mens minds are wild, lest more misOn plots and errors happen.
[chance Fort. Let four captains Bear Hamlet, like a soldier, to the stage ; For he was likely, had he been put on, To have proved most royally. And for his passage, The foldier's music, and the rites of war Speak loudly for him------Take up the body: such a fight as this Becomes the field, but here Thews much amiss. Go, bid the soldiers shoot.
[Exeunt, marching : after which, a peal of
Ordnance is shot of (78) And from his mouth, wh: se voice will draw no more :) This is the reading of the old Quartos, but certainly a miltaken one. We say, a man will no more draw breath, but ibat a man's voice will draw no more is, I believe, an expreffion without any authority. I chuse to espouse the reading of the elder Folio,
And from his mouth, whose voice will draw on more. And this is the Poet's meaning. Hamlei, just before his dca:h, had said ;
But I do prophesy, the election lights On Fortinbras; he has my dying voice; So tell him, &c. Accordingly, Horatio here delivers that message, and justly iafers that Hamlet's voice will be seconded by others' and procure them in favour of Fortinbras's fuccellion.