_King._ Let's further think of this; Weigh what convenience both of time and means[1929] 150 May fit us to our shape: if this should fail,[1930] And that our drift look through our bad performance,[1931] 'Twere better not assay'd: therefore this project Should have a back or second, that might hold If this did blast in proof. Soft! let me see:[1932] 155 We'll make a solemn wager on your cunnings:[1933] I ha't:[1934][1935] When in your motion you are hot and dry--[1935][1936] As make your bouts more violent to that end--[1937] And that he calls for drink, I'll have prepared him[1938] 160 A chalice for the nonce; whereon but sipping,[1939] If he by chance escape your venom'd stuck,[1940] Our purpose may hold there. But stay, what noise? _Enter_ QUEEN.[1941] How now, sweet queen![1942] _Queen._ One woe doth tread upon another's heel,[1943] 165 So fast they follow: your sister's drown'd, Laertes.[1944] _Laer._ Drown'd! O, where? _Queen._ There is a willow grows aslant a brook,[1945] That shows his hoar leaves in the glassy stream;[1946] There with fantastic garlands did she come[1947] 170 Of crow-flowers, nettles, daisies, and long purples, That liberal shepherds give a grosser name,[1948] But our cold maids do dead men's fingers call them:[1949] There, on the pendent boughs her coronet weeds[1950] Clambering to hang, an envious sliver broke;[1951] 175 When down her weedy trophies and herself[1952] Fell in the weeping brook. Her clothes spread wide, And mermaid-like awhile they bore her up:[1953] Which time she chanted snatches of old tunes,[1954] As one incapable of her own distress, 180 Or like a creature native and indued[1955] Unto that element: but long it could not be Till that her garments, heavy with their drink,[1956] Pull'd the poor wretch from her melodious lay[1957] To muddy death. _Laer._ Alas, then she is drown'd![1958] 185 _Queen._ Drown'd, drown'd. _Laer._ Too much of water hast thou, poor Ophelia, And therefore I forbid my tears: but yet It is our trick; nature her custom holds, Let shame say what it will: when these are gone, 190 The woman will be out. Adieu, my lord: I have a speech of fire that fain would blaze,[1959] But that this folly douts it. [_Exit._[1960] _King._ Let's follow, Gertrude: How much I had to do to calm his rage![1961] Now fear I this will give it start again; 195 Therefore let's follow. [_Exeunt._ FOOTNOTES: [1571] ACT IV. SCENE I.] Q (1676) and Rowe. A room....] A Royal apartment. Rowe. The same. Capell.