Hamlet

So much for this, sir: now shall you see the other;

You do remember all the circumstance?

Horatio

Remember it, my lord!

Hamlet

Sir, in my heart there was a kind of fighting,

That would not let me sleep: methought I lay

Worse than the mutines in the bilboes. Rashly,

And praised be rashness for it, let us know,

Our indiscretion sometime serves us well,

When our deep plots do pall: and that should learn us

There's a divinity that shapes our ends,

Rough-hew them how we will,

Horatio

That is most certain.

Hamlet

Up from my cabin,

My sea-gown scarfed about me, in the dark

Groped I to find out them; had my desire,

Fingered their packet, and in fine withdrew

To mine own room again; making so bold,

My fears forgetting manners, to unseal

Their grand commission; where I found, Horatio,

Ah, royal knavery! — an exact command,

Larded with many several sorts of reasons

Importing Denmark's health and England's too,

With ho! such bugs and goblins in my life,

That, on the supervise, no leisure bated,

No, not to stay the grinding of the axe,

My head should be struck off.

Horatio

Is't possible?

Hamlet

Here's the commission: read it at more leisure.

But wilt thou hear now how I did proceed?

Horatio

I beseech you.

Hamlet

Being thus be-netted round with villainies —

Or I could make a prologue to my brains,

They had begun the play — I sat me down,

Devised a new commission, wrote it fair:

I once did hold it, as our statists do,

A baseness to write fair and laboured much

How to forget that learning, but, sir, now

It did me yeoman's service: wilt thou know

The effect of what I wrote?

Horatio

Ay, good my lord.

Hamlet

An earnest conjuration from the king,

As England was his faithful tributary,

As love between them like the palm might flourish,

As peace should still her wheaten garland wear

And stand a comma 'tween their amities,

And many such-like “As'es of great charge,

That, on the view and knowing of these contents.

Without debatement further, more or less,

He should those bearers put to sudden death,

Not shriving time allowed.

Horatio

How was this sealed?

Hamlet

Why, even in that was heaven ordinant.

I had my father's signet in my purse,

Which was the model of that Danish seal;

Folded the writ up in the form of the other,

Subscribed it, gave't the impression, placed it safely,

The changeling never known. Now, the next day

Was our sea-fight; and what to this was sequent

Thou know'st already.

Horatio

So Guildenstern and Rosencrantz go to't.

Hamlet

Why, man, they did make love to this employment;

They are not near my conscience; their defeat

Does by their own insinuation grow:

'Tis dangerous when the baser nature comes

Between the pass and fell incensed points

Of mighty opposites.

Horatio

Why, what a king is this!

Hamlet

Does it not, think thee, stand me now upon —

He that hath killed my king and whored my mother,

Popped in between the election and my hopes,

Thrown out his angle for my proper life,

And with such cozenage — is't not perfect conscience,

To quit him with this arm? and is't not to be damned,

To let this canker of our nature come

In further evil?

Horatio

It must be shortly known to him from England

What is the issue of the business there.

Hamlet

It will be short: the interim's mine;

And a man's life's no more than to say “One.”

But I am very sorry, good Horatio,

That to Laertes I forgot myself;

For, by the image of my cause, I see

The portraiture of his: I'll court his favours:

But, sure, the bravery of his grief did put me

Into a towering passion.

Horatio

Peace! who comes here? Enter OSRIC.

Osric

Your lordship is right welcome back to Denmark.

Hamlet

I humbly thank you, sir. Dost know this water-fly?

Horatio

No. my good lord.

Hamlet

Thy state is the more gracious; for 'tis a vice to know him. He hath much land, and fertile: let a beast be lord of beasts, and his crib shall stand at the king's mess: 'tis a chough; but, as I say, spacious in the possession of dirt.

Osric

Sweet lord, if your lordship were at leisure, I should impart a thing to you from his majesty.

Hamlet

I will receive it, sir, with all diligence of spirit. Put your bonnet to his right use; 'tis for the head.

Osric

I thank your lordship, it is very hot.

Hamlet

No, believe me, 'tis very cold; the wind is northerly.

Osric

It is indifferent cold, my lord, indeed.

Hamlet

But yet methinks it is very sultry and hot for my complexion.

Osric

Exceedingly, my lord; it is very sultry, as 'twere, I cannot tell how. My lord, his majesty bade me signify to you that 'a has laid a great wager on your head: sir, this is the matter,

Hamlet

I beseech you, remember

Osric

Nay, good my lord; for my ease, in good faith. Sir, here is newly come to court Laertes; believe me, an absolute gentleman, full of most excellent differences, of very soft society and great showing: indeed, to speak feelingly of him, he is the card or calendar of gentry, for you shall find in him the continent of what part a gentleman would see.

Hamlet

Sir, his definement suffers no perdition in you; though, I know, to divide him inventorially would dozy the arithmetic of memory, and yet but yaw neither, in respect of his quick sail. But, in the verity of extolment, I take him to be a soul of great article; and his infusion of such dearth and rareness, as, to make true diction of him, his semblable is his mirror; and who else would trace him, his umbrage, nothing more.

Osric

Your lordship speaks most infallibly of him.

Hamlet

The concernancy, sir? why do we wrap the gentleman in our more rawer breath?

Osric

Sir?

Horatio

Is't not possible to understand in another tongue? You will to't, sir, really.

Hamlet

What imports the nomination of this gentleman?

Osric

Of Laertes?

Horatio

His purse is empty already; all's golden words are spent.

Hamlet

Of him, sir.

Osric

I know you are not ignorant

Hamlet

I would you did, sir; yet, in faith, if you did, it would not much approve me. Well. sir?

Osric

You are not ignorant of what excellence Laertes is

Hamlet

I dare not confess that, lest I should compare with him in excellence; but, to know a man well, were to know himself.

Osric

I mean, sir, for his weapon; but in the imputation laid on him by them, in his meed he's unfellowed.

Hamlet

What's his weapon?

Osric

Rapier and dagger.

Hamlet

That's two of his weapons: but, well.

Osric

The king, sir, hath wagered with him six Barbary horses: against the which he has impawned, as I take it, six French rapiers and poniards, with their assigns, as girdle, hangers, and so: three of the carriages, in faith, are very dear to fancy, very responsive to the hilts, most delicate carriages, and of very liberal conceit.

Hamlet

What call you the carriages?

Horatio

I knew you must be edified by the margent ere you had done.

Osric

The carriages, sir, are the hangers.

Hamlet

The phrase would be more germane to the matter, if we could carry a cannon by our sides: I would it might be hangers till then. But, on: six Barbary horses against six French swords, their assigns, and three liberal-conceited carriages; that's the French bet against the Danish. Why is this all “impawned,” as you call it?

Osric

The king, sir, hath laid, that in a dozen passes between yourself and him, he shall not exceed you three hits: he hath laid on twelve for nine; and it would come to immediate trial, if your lordship would vouchsafe the answer.

Hamlet

How if I answer “no”?

Osric

I mean, my lord, the opposition of your person in trial.

Hamlet

Sir, I will walk here in the hall: if it please his majesty, it is the breathing time of day with me; let the foils be brought, the gentleman willing, and the king hold his purpose, I will win for him an I can; if not, I will gain nothing but my shame and the odd hits.

Osric

Shall I deliver you so?

Hamlet

To this effect, sir; after what flourish your nature will.

Osric

I commend my duty to your lordship.

Hamlet

Yours. 'A does well to commend it himself; there are no tongues else for's turn.

Horatio

This lapwing runs away with the shell on his head.

Hamlet

'A did comply, sir, with his dug, before 'a sucked it. Thus has he and many more of the same breed that I know the drossy age dotes on only got the tune of the time and out of an habit of encounter; a kind of yesty collection, which carries them through and through the most fanned and winnowed opinions; and do but blow them to their trial, the bubbles are out.

Lord

My lord, his majesty commended him to you by young Osric, who brings back to him, that you attend him in the hall: he sends to know if your pleasure hold to play with Laertes, or that you will take longer time.

Hamlet

I am constant to my purposes; they follow the king's pleasure: if his fitness speaks, mine is ready; now or whensoever, provided I be so able as now.

Lord

The king and queen and all are coming down.

Hamlet

In happy time.

Lord

The queen desires you to use some gentle entertainment to Laertes before you fall to play.

Hamlet

She well instructs me.

Horatio

You will lose, my lord.

Hamlet

I do not think so; since he went into France, I have been in continual practice: I shall win at the odds. Thou wouldst not think how ill all's here about my heart: but it is no matter.

Horatio

Nay, good my lord,

Hamlet

It is but foolery; but it is such a kind of gain-giving, as would perhaps trouble a woman.

Horatio

If your mind dislike any thing, obey it: I will forestall their repair hither, and say you are not fit.

Hamlet

Not a whit, we defy augury: there is special providence in the fall of a sparrow. If it be now, 'tis not to come; if it be not to come, it will be now; if it be not now, yet it will come: the readiness is all: since no man of aught he leaves knows what is't to leave betimes? Let be.

King

Come, Hamlet, come, and take this hand from me. The King puts Laertes' hand into Hamlet's.

Hamlet

Give me your pardon, sir: I have done you wrong;

But pardon't, as you are a gentleman.

This presence knows,

And you must needs have heard, how I am punished

With a sore distraction. What I have done,

That might your nature, honour and exception

Roughly awake, I here proclaim was madness.

Was't Hamlet wronged Laertes? Never Hamlet:

If Hamlet from himself be ta'en away,

And when he's not himself does wrong Laertes,

Then Hamlet does it not, Hamlet denies it.

Who does it, then? His madness: if't be so,

Hamlet is of the faction that is wronged;

His madness is poor Hamlet's enemy.

Sir, in this audience,

Let my disclaiming from a purposed evil

Free me so far in your most generous thoughts,

That I have shot my arrow o'er the house,

And hurt my brother.

Laertes

I am satisfied in nature,

Whose motive, in this case, should stir me most

To my revenge: but in my terms of honour

I stand aloof; and will no reconcilement,

Till by some elder masters, of known honour,

I have a voice and precedent of peace,

To keep my name ungored. But till that time,

I do receive your offered love like love,

And will not wrong it.

Hamlet

I embrace it freely;

And will this brothers' wager frankly play.

Give us the foils. Come on.

Laertes

Come, one for me.

Hamlet

I'll be your foil, Laertes: in mine ignorance

Your skill shall, like a star i' the darkest night,

Stick fiery off indeed.

Laertes

You mock me, sir.

Hamlet

No, by this hand.

King

Give them the foils, young Osric. Cousin Hamlet,

You know the wager?

Hamlet

Very well, my lord;

Your grace has laid the odds a' the weaker side.

King

I do not fear it; I have seen you both:

But since he is bettered, we have therefore odds.

Laertes

This is too heavy, let me see another.

Hamlet

This likes me well. These foils have all a length? They prepare to play.

Osric

Ay, my good lord.

King

Set me the stoups of wine upon that table.

If Hamlet give the first or second hit,

Or quit in answer of the third exchange,

Let all the battlements their ordnance fire;

The king shall drink to Hamlet's better breath;

And in the cup an union shall he throw,

Richer than that which four successive kings

In Denmark's crown have worn. Give me the cups;

And let the kettle to the trumpet speak,

The trumpet to the cannoneer without,

The cannons to the heavens, the heaven to earth,

“Now the king drinks to Hamlet.” Come, begin:

And you, the judges, bear a wary eye.

Hamlet

Come on, sir.

Laertes

Come, my lord. They play.

Hamlet

One.

Laertes

No.

Hamlet

Judgement.

Osric

A hit, a very palpable hit.

Laertes

Well; again.

King

Stay; give me drink. Hamlet, this pearl is thine;

Here's to thy health. Trumpets sound, and cannon shot off within. Give him the cup.

Hamlet

I'll play this bout first; set it by awhile.

Come. They play.

Another hit; what say you?

Laertes

A touch, a touch, I do confess't.

King

Our son shall win.

Gertrude

He's fat, and scant of breath.

Here, Hamlet, take my napkin, rub thy brows:

The queen carouses to thy fortune, Hamlet.

Hamlet

Good madam!

King

Gertrude, do not drink.

Gertrude

I will, my lord; I pray you, pardon me.

King

Aside

It is the poisoned cup: it is too late.

Hamlet

I dare not drink yet, madam; by and by.

Gertrude

Come, let me wipe thy face.

Laertes

My lord, I'll hit him now.

King

I do not think't.

Laertes

Aside

And yet it is almost against my conscience.

Hamlet

Come, for the third, Laertes: you do but dally;

I pray you, pass with your best violence;

I am sure you make a wanton of me.

Laertes

Say you so? come on. They play.

Osric

Nothing, neither way.

Laertes

Have at you now! Laertes wounds Hamlet; then, in scuffling, they change rapiers, and Hamlet wounds Laertes.

King

Part them: they are incensed.

Hamlet

Nay, come, again. The Queen falls.

Osric

Look to the queen there, ho!

Horatio

They bleed on both sides. How is it, my lord?

Osric

How is't, Laertes?

Laertes

Why, as a woodcock to mine own springe, Osric;

I am justly killed with mine own treachery.

Hamlet

How does the queen?

King

She swoons to see them bleed.

Gertrude

No, no, the drink, the drink, O my dear Hamlet,

The drink, the drink! I am poisoned. Dies.

Hamlet

O villainy! Ho! let the door be locked:

Treachery! Seek it out.

Laertes

It is here, Hamlet: Hamlet, thou art slain;

No medicine in the world can do thee good;

In thee there is not half an hour's life;

The treacherous instrument is in thy hand,

Unbated and envenomed: the foul practice

Hath turned itself on me; lo, here I lie,

Never to rise again: thy mother's poisoned:

I can no more: the king, the king's to blame.

Hamlet

The point envenomed too!

Then, venom, to thy work. Stabs the King.

All

Treason! treason!

King

O, yet defend me, friends; I am but hurt.

Hamlet

Here, thou incestuous, murderous, damned Dane,

Drink off this potion. Is thy union here?

Follow my mother. King dies.

Laertes

He is justly served;

It is a poison tempered by himself.

Exchange forgiveness with me, noble Hamlet:

Mine and my father's death come not upon thee,

Nor thine on me! Dies.

Hamlet

Heaven make thee free of it! I follow thee.

I am dead, Horatio. Wretched queen, adieu!

You that look pale and tremble at this chance,

That are but mutes or audience to this act,

Had I but time — as this fell sergeant, death,

Is strict in his arrest — O, I could tell you

But let it be. Horatio, I am dead;

Thou livest; report me and my cause aright

To the unsatisfied.

Horatio

Never believe it:

I am more an antique Roman than a Dane:

Here's yet some liquor left.

Hamlet

As th' art a man,

Give me the cup: let go; by heaven, I'll have't.

O good Horatio, what a wounded name,

Things standing thus unknown, shall I leave behind me

If thou didst ever hold me in thy heart,

Absent thee from felicity awhile,

And in this harsh world draw thy breath in pain,

To tell my story. March afar off, and shot within. What warlike noise is this?

Osric

Young Fortinbras, with conquest come from Poland,

To the ambassadors of England gives

This warlike volley.

Hamlet

O, I die, Horatio;

The potent poison quite o'ercrows my spirit:

I cannot live to hear the news from England;

But I do prophesy the election lights

On Fortinbras: he has my dying voice;

So tell him, with the occurrents, more and less,

Which have solicited. The rest is silence. Dies.

Horatio

Now cracks a noble heart. Good night, sweet prince;

And flights of angels sing thee to thy rest!

Why does the drum come hither? March within.Enter FORTINBRAS, the English Ambassadors, and others.

Fortinbras

Where is this sight?

Horatio

What is it you would see?

If aught of woe or wonder, cease your search.

Fortinbras

This quarry cries on havoc. O proud death,

What feast is toward in thine eternal cell,

That thou so many princes at a shot

So bloodily hast struck?

First Ambassador

The sight is dismal;

And our affairs from England come too late:

The ears are senseless that should give us hearing,

To tell him his commandment is fulfilled,

That Rosencrantz and Guildenstern are dead:

Where should we have our thanks?

Horatio

Not from his mouth,

Had it the ability of life to thank you:

He never gave commandment for their death.

But since, so jump upon this bloody question,

You from the Polack wars, and you from England,

Are here arrived, give order that these bodies

High on a stage be placed to the view;

And let me speak to the yet unknowing world

How these things came about: so shall you hear

Of carnal, bloody, and unnatural acts,

Of accidental judgements, casual slaughters,

Of deaths put on by cunning and forced cause,

And, in this upshot, purposes mistook

Fall'n on the inventors' heads: all this can I

Truly deliver.

Fortinbras

Let us haste to hear it,

And call the noblest to the audience.

For me, with sorrow I embrace my fortune:

I have some rights of memory in this kingdom,

Which now to claim my vantage doth invite me.

Horatio

Of that I shall have also cause to speak,

And from his mouth whose voice will draw on more:

But let this same be presently performed,

Even while men's minds are wild; lest more mischance,

On plots and errors, happen.

Fortinbras

Let four captains

Bear Hamlet, like a soldier, to the stage;

For he was likely, had he been put on,

To have proved most royal: and, for his passage,

The soldiers' music and the rite of war

Speak loudly for him.

Take up the bodies: such a sight as this

Becomes the field, but here shows much amiss.

Go, bid the soldiers shoot. A dead march.Exeunt, bearing off the dead bodies; after which a peal of ordnance is shot off.