The Works of William Shakespeare [Cambridge Edition] [Vol. 8 of 9]Shakespeare, William
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The Works of William Shakespeare [Cambridge Edition] [Vol. 8 of 9]
Shakespeare, William
English drama
_Ham._ I do not think so; since he went into France, I
have been in continual practice; I shall win at the odds.
But thou wouldst not think how ill all's here about my[2271]
heart: but it is no matter. 200
_Hor._ Nay, good my lord,--[2272]
_Ham._ It is but foolery; but it is such a kind of gain-giving[2273]
as would perhaps trouble a woman.[2273]
_Hor._ If your mind dislike any thing, obey it. I will[2274]
forestal their repair hither, and say you are not fit. 205
_Ham._ Not a whit; we defy augury: there is special[2275]
providence in the fall of a sparrow. If it be now, 'tis not to[2276]
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 has[2277][2278]
aught of what he leaves, what is't to leave betimes? Let 210
be.[2278]
_Enter_ KING, QUEEN, LAERTES, _and_ Lords, OSRIC _and other_ Attendants
_with foils and gauntlets; a table and flagons of wine on it_.[2279]
_King._ Come, Hamlet, come, and take this hand from me.[2280]
[_The King puts Laertes' hand into Hamlet's._
_Ham._ Give me your pardon, sir: I've done you wrong;[2281]
But pardon't, as you are a gentleman.[2282]
This presence knows,[2282][2283][2284] 215
And you must needs have heard, how I am punish'd[2283][2284][2285]
With sore distraction. What I have done,[2283][2284][2286]
That might your nature, honour and exception[2284][2287]
Roughly awake, I here proclaim was madness.[2284]
Was't Hamlet wrong'd Laertes? Never Hamlet:[2284] 220
If Hamlet from himself be ta'en away,[2284]
And when he's not himself does wrong Laertes,[2284]
Then Hamlet does it not, Hamlet denies it.[2284]
Who does it then? His madness: if't be so,[2284][2288]
Hamlet is of the faction that is wrong'd;[2284][2289] 225
His madness is poor Hamlet's enemy.[2284]
Sir, in this audience,[2284][2290]
Let my disclaiming from a purposed evil
Free me so far in your most generous thoughts,
That I have shot mine arrow o'er the house,[2291] 230
And hurt my brother.[2292]
_Laer._ 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[2293] 235
I have a voice and precedent of peace,[2294]
To keep my name ungored. But till that time[2295]
I do receive your offer'd love like love[2296]
And will not wrong it.
_Ham._ I embrace it freely,[2297][2298]
And will this brother's wager frankly play.[2298] 240
Give us the foils. Come on.[2299]
_Laer._ Come, one for me.
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