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When down her widow trophies and herself
Fell in the weeping brook; her cloaths spread wide,
And mermaid-like, awhile they bore her up;
Which time she chaunted snatches of old tunes,
As one incapable of her own distress;

Or like a creature native, and endued

Unto that element; but long it could not be,
'Till that her garments heavy with their drink,
Pulled the poor wretch from her melodious lay
To muddy death.

Laer. Alas then, she is drowned!

Queen. Drowned, drowned.

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,
The woman will be out: adieu, my Lord!

I have a speech of fire, that fain would blaze,
But that this folly drowns it.

[Exit.

a willow-tree, up which she (according to her position above pointed out in note on figure 61) has climbed; its branches and their leaves stretching out and being reflected in the light (like water) below; one of which branches, (having the proper appearance of being slipped off, as a sliver) comes near her hand, in which she holds forward a garland.

King. Follow, Gertrude:

How much had I to do to calm his rage!
Now fear I, this will give it start again;
Therefore let's follow.

ACT V.

[Exeunt.

SCENE-A Church.

Enter two Clowns, with Spades and Mattocks.

1 Clown. Is she to be buried in Christian burial, that wilfully seeks her own salvation?

2 Clown. I tell thee she is, therefore make her grave straight; the crowner hath sate on her, and finds it Christian burial.

1 Clown. How can that be, unless she drowned herself in her own defence?

2 Clown. Why, 'tis found so.

1 Clown. It must be se offendendo, it cannot be else. For here lies the point; if I drown myself wittingly, it argues an act; and an act hath three branches; it is to act, to do, and to perform; argal, she drowned herself wittingly.

2 Clown. Nay, but hear you, goodman Delver. 1 Clown. Give me leave: here lies the water, good: here stands the man, good: if the man go to this water, and drown himself, it is, will he, nill he, he goes; mark you that: but if the water come to him, and drown him, he drowns not himself. Argal, he that is not guilty of his own death, shortens not his own life.

2 Clown. But is this law?

1 Clown. Ay, marry is't, crowner's quest-law. 2 Clown. Will you ha' the truth on't? if this had not been a gentlewoman, she should have been buried out of Christian burial.

1 Clown. Why, there thou sayest. And the more pity, that great folk should have countenance in this world to drown or hang themselves, more than other Christians. (73) Come, my spade; there is no ancient gentlemen but gardners, ditchers, and grave-makers; they hold up Adam's profession.

2 Clown. Was he a gentleman ?

(73) Of the two clowns, or grave diggers, drawn in figure 73, the first, marked by his spade to be Goodman Deiver, has the same prototype as Hudibras's Ralph; the other, who has a pick-axe in his hands, formed out of the strong gleams of light on the south side of the moon,' has his face composed of the foremost of the three outlines of Hudibras's face, and his beard occupies the space of Ham.'s

1 Clown. He was the first that ever bore arms. 2 Clown. Why, he had none.

1.Clown. What, art a heathen? how dost thou

hand, introduced in figure 66. Compare figure 73 with its originals.

Fig. 73.

understand the Scripture? the Scripture says, Adam digged; could he dig without arms? I'll put another question to thee; if thou answerest me not to the purpose, confess thyself

2 Clown. Go to.

1 Clown. What is he that builds stronger than either the mason, the ship-wright, or the carpenter? 2 Clown. The gallows-maker; for that frame outlives a thousand tenants.

1 Clown. I like thy wit well, in good faith; the gallows does well; but how does it well? it does well to those that do ill: now thou dost ill, to say the gallows is built stronger than the church; argal, the gallows may do well to thee. To't again, come.

2 Clown. Who builds stronger than a mason, a shipwright, or a carpenter?

1 Clown. Ay, tell me that, and unyoke. (74) 2 Clown. Marry, now I can tell.

1 Clown. To't.

2 Clown. Mass, I cannot tell.

Enter HAMLET and HORATIO at a distance.

1 Clown. Cudgel thy brains no more about it; for your dull ass will not mend his pace with

(74) Unyoke. This quaint phrase seems to allude to this, that the shadow of which the cap, face, and beard of the second clown is composed, has the shape of a yoke.

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