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._ O that this too much grieu'd and sallied flesh 55
Would melt to nothing, or that the vniuersall
Globe of heauen would turne al to a Chaos!
O God within two moneths; no not two: maried,[2423]
Mine vncle: O let me not thinke of it,
My fathers brother: but no more like
My father, then I to _Hercules_.
Within two months, ere yet the salt of most
Vnrighteous teates had left their flushing
In her galled eyes: she married, O God, a beast
Deuoyd of reason would not haue made 65
Such speede: Frailtie, thy name is Woman,
Why she would hang on him, as if increase
Of appetite had growne by what it looked on.
O wicked wicked speede, to make such
Dexteritie to incestuous sheetes, 70
Ere yet the shooes were olde,
The which she followed my dead fathers corse
Like _Nyobe_, all teares: married, well it is not,
Nor it cannot come to good:
But breake my heart, for I must holde my tongue. 75
_Enter_ Horatio _and_ Marcellus.
_Hor._ Health to your Lordship.
_Ham._ I am very glad to see you, (Horatio) or I much
forget my selfe.
_Hor._ The same my Lord, and your poore seruant euer.
_Ham._ O my good friend, I change that name with you: 80
but what make you from _Wittenberg_ _Horatio_?
_Marcellus._
_Marc._ My good Lord.
_Ham._ I am very glad to see you, good euen sirs:
But what is your affaire in _Elsenoure_? 85
Weele teach you to drinke deepe ere you depart.
_Hor._ A trowant disposition, my good Lord.
_Ham._ Nor shall you make mee truster
Of your owne report against your selfe:
Sir, I know you are no trowant: 90
But what is your affaire in _Elsenoure_?
_Hor._ My good Lord, I came to see your fathers funerall.
_Ham._ O I pre thee do not mocke mee fellow studient,
I thinke it was to see my mothers wedding.
_Hor._ Indeede my Lord, it followed hard vpon. 95
_Ham._ Thrift, thrift, _Horatio_, the funerall bak't meates
Did coldly furnish forth the marriage tables,
Would I had met my deerest foe in heauen
Ere euer I had seene that day _Horatio_;
O my father, my father, me thinks I see my father, 100
_Hor._ Where my Lord?
_Ham._ Why, in my mindes eye _Horatio_.
_Hor._ I saw him once, he was a gallant King.
_Ham._ He was a man, take him for all in all,
I shall not looke vpon his like againe.
_Hor._ My Lord, I thinke I saw him yesternight,
_Ham._ Saw, who?
_Hor._ My Lord, the King your father.
_Ham._ Ha, ha, the King my father ke you.
_Hor._ Ceasen your admiration for a while 110
With an attentiue eare, till I may deliuer,
Vpon the witnesse of these Gentlemen
This wonder to you.
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