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'll be your foil, Laertes: in mine ignorance
Your skill shall, like a star i' the darkest night,[2300]
Stick fiery off indeed.[2301]
_Laer._ You mock me, sir.
_Ham._ No, by this hand.[2302] 245
_King._ Give them the foils, young Osric. Cousin[2303][2304]
Hamlet,[2303]
You know the wager?
_Ham._ Very well, my lord;[2305][2306]
Your grace has laid the odds o' the weaker side.[2306][2307]
_King._ I do not fear it; I have seen you both:[2308]
But since he is better'd, we have therefore odds.[2309] 250
_Laer._ This is too heavy; let me see another.[2310][2311]
_Ham._ This likes me well. These foils have all a length?[2310][2312]
[_They prepare to play._
_Osr._ Ay, my good lord.
_King._ Set me the stoups of wine upon that table.[2313]
If Hamlet give the first or second hit,[2314] 255
Or quit in answer of the third exchange,[2315]
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,[2316]
Richer than that which four successive kings 260
In Denmark's crown have worn. Give me the cups;[2317]
And let the kettle to the trumpet speak,[2318]
The trumpet to the cannoneer without,[2319]
The cannons to the heavens, the heaven to earth,[2320]
'Now the king drinks to Hamlet.' Come, begin;[2321] 265
And you, the judges, bear a wary eye.
_Ham._ Come on, sir.
_Laer._ Come, my lord. [_They play._[2322]
_Ham._ One.
_Laer._ No.
_Ham._ Judgement.
_Osr._ A hit, a very palpable hit.[2323]
_Laer._ Well; again.
_King._ Stay; give me drink. Hamlet, this pearl is thine;[2324]
Here's to thy health.
[_Trumpets sound, and cannon shot off within._[2325]
Give him the cup. 270
_Ham._ I'll play this bout first; set it by awhile.[2326]
Come. [_They play._] Another hit; what say you?[2327]
_Laer._ A touch, a touch, I do confess.[2328]
_King._ Our son shall win.
_Queen._ He's fat and scant of breath.[2329]
Here, Hamlet, take my napkin, rub thy brows:[2330] 275
The queen carouses to thy fortune, Hamlet.
_Ham._ Good madam!
_King._ Gertrude, do not drink.[2331]
_Queen._ I will, my lord; I pray you, pardon me.[2332]
_King._ [_Aside_] It is the poison'd cup; it is too late.[2333]
_Ham._ I dare not drink yet, madam; by and by.[2334] 280
_Queen._ Come, let me wipe thy face.
_Laer._ My lord, I'll hit him now.[2335]
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