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from me.

Ham. It is but foolery ; but it is such a kind If Hamlet give the first or second hit, of gain-giving, as would, perhaps, trouble a woman. Or quit in answer of the third exchange,

Hor. If your mind dislike any thing, obey it: I Let all the battlements their ordnance fire ; will forestal their repair hither, and say, you are not The king shall drink to Hamlet's better breath ; fit.

And in the cup an union shall he throw, Ham. Not a whit, we defy augury ; there is a Richer than that which four successive kings special providence in the fall of a sparrow.

If it be In Denmark's crown have worn; Give me the cups; now, 'tis not to come; if it be not to come, it will And let the kettle to the trumpet speak, be now; if it be not now, yet it will come : the The trumpet to the cannoneer without, readiness is all : Since no man, of aught he leaves, The cannons to the heavens, the heaven to earth, knows, what is't to leave betimes ? Let be.

Now the king drinks to Hamlet. Come, begin ;

And you, the judges, bear a wary eye.
Enter King, QUEEN, LAERTES, Lords, Osric, and

Ham. Come on, sir,
Attendants with foils, fc.

Laer. Come, my lord.

[They play. King. Come, Hamlet, come, and take this hand



No. (The King puts the hand of Laertes into that Ham.

Judgment. of HAMLET.

Osr. A hit, a very palpable hit. Ham. Give me your pardon, sir : I have done Lacr.

Well, - again. you wrong ;

King. Stay, give me drink. Hamlet, this pearl is But pardon it, as you are a gentleman.

thine ; This presence knows, and you must needs have | Here's to thy health.

Give him the cup. heard,

[Trumpets sound; and cannon shot off within. How I am punish'd with a sore distraction.

Ham. I'll play this bout first, set by awhile. What I have done,

Come. - Another hit; What say you? [They play. That might your nature, honour, and exception, Laer. A touch, a touch, I do confess. Roughly awake, I here proclaim was madness. king. Our son shall win. Was't Hamlet wrong'd Laertes ? Never, Hamlet: Queen.

He's fat, and scant of breath. If Hamlet from himself be ta'en away,

Here, Hamlet, take my napkin, rub thy brows : And, when he's not himself, does wrong Laertes, The queen carouses to thy fortune, Hamlet. Then Hamlet does it not, Hamlet denies it.

Ham. Good madam, Who does it then ? His madness : If't be so,


Gertrude, do not drink. Hamlet is of the faction that is wrong'd;

Queen. I will, my lord; — I pray you, pardon me. His madness is poor Hamlet's enemy.

K’ing. It is the poison'd cup; it is too late. Sir, in this lience,

[ Aside. Let my disclaiming from a purpos'd evil

Ham. I dare not drink yet, madam; by and by. Free me so far in your most generous thoughts, Queen. Come, let me wipe thy face. That I have shot my arrow o'er the house,

Laer. My lord, I'll hit him now. And hurt my brother.


I do not think it. Laer.

I am satisfied in nature, Laer. And yet it is almost against my conscience. Whose motive, in this case, should stir me most

[ Aside. To my revenge : but in my terms of honour,

Ham. Come, for the third, Laertes: You do but I stand aloof; and will no reconcilement,

dally; Till by some elder masters, of known honour, I pray you, pass with your best violence; I have a voice and precedent of peace,

I am afeard, you make a wanton of me. To keep my name ungor’d: But till that time, Laer. Say you so ? come on. [They play. I do receive your offer'd love like love,

Osr. Nothing neither way. And will not wrong it.

Laer. Have at you now. Ham. embrace it freely ;

[LAERTES wounds Hamlet; then, in scuffling, And will this brother's wager frankly play.

they change rapiers, and HAMLET wounds Give us the foils; come on.

Come, one for me. King.

Part them, they are incens'd. Ham. I'll be your foil, Laertes ; in mine igno- Ham. Nay, come again. [The Queen falls.


Look to the queen there, ho! Your skill shall, like a star in the darkest night, Hor. They bleed on both sides :

How is it, my Stick fiery off indeed.

lord ? Laer. You mock me, sir.

Osr. How is't, Laertes ? Ham. No, by this hand.

Laer. Why, as a woodcock to my own springe, King. Give them the foils,


Cousin Hamlet,

I am justly kill'd with mine own treachery.
You know the wager ?

Ham. How does the queen ?
Very well, my lord;


She swoons to see them bleed. Your grace hath laid the odds o'the weaker side. Queen. No, no, the drink, the drink, King. I do not fear it: I have seen you both :

dear Hamlet ! But since he's better'd, we have therefore odds. The drink, the drink ; - I am poison'd! [Dies.

Laer. This is too heavy, let me see another. Ham. O villainy!- Ho! let the door belock'd: Ham. This likes me well: These foils have all a Treachery! seek it out.

[LAFRTEs falls. length ?

[They prepare to play. Laer. It is here, Hamlet : Hamlet, thou art slain; Osr. Ay, my good loru.

No medicine in the world can do thee good, King. Set me the stoups of wine upon

that table:-- In thee there is not half an hour's life;


O my

The treacherous instrument is in Mya!iand,
Unbated, and envenom'd: the foul practice

Enter Fortinbras, the English Ambassadors, ant.

others. Flath turn'd itself on me; lo, here I lie, Never to rise again : Thy mother's poison'd;

Fort. Where is this sight? I can no more; the king, the king's to blame.


What is it, you would sce? Ham. The point

If aught of woe, or wonder, cease your search. Envenom'd too ! — Then, venom, to thy work. Fort. This quarry cries on havock!

O proud [Stabs the King.

death! Ost. of Iords. Treason ! treason!

What feast is toward in thine eternal cell,
king. O, yet defend me, friends, I am but hurt. That thou so many princes, at a shot,
Ham. Here, thou incestuous, murd'rous, damned So bloodily hast struck ?

1 Amb.

The sight is dismal; Drink off this potion : — Is the union here? And our affairs from England come too late : Follow my mother.

[Kisg dies. The ears are senseless, that should give us hearing, Laer. He is justly serv’d;

To tell him, his commandinent is fulfillid,
It is a poison temper'd by himself.

That Rosencrantz and Guildenstern are dead :
Exchange forgiveness with me, noble Hamlet : Where should we have our thanks?
Mine and my father's death come not upon thee;


Not from his mouth, Nor thine on me!


Had it the ability of life to thank you;
Ham. Heaven make thee free of it! I follow thee. He never gave commandment for their death.
I am dead, Horatio : Wretched queen, adieu ! - But since, so jump upon this bloody question,
You that look pale and tremble at this cliance,

You from the Polack wars, and you from England, That are but mutes or audience to this act,

Are here arriv'd; give order, that these bodies
Had I but time, (as this feil sergeant, death, High on a stage be placed to the view;
Is strict in his arrest,) 0, I could tell you,

And let me speak, to the yet unknowing world. But let it be : Horatio, I am dead;

How these things came about : So shall you hear Thou liv'st; report me and my cause aright

Of carnal, bloody, and unnatural acts ;
To the unsatisfied.

Of accidental judgments, casual slaughters ;
Never believe it ;

Of deaths put on by cunning, and forc'd cause ;
I am more an antique Roman than a Dane, And, in this upshot, purposes mistook
Here's yet some liquor left.

Fall'n on the inventors' heads : all this can I Ham.

As thou’rt a man, -

Truly deliver.
Give me the cup; let go; by heaven I'll have it. Fort. Let us haste to hear it,
O God! - Horatio, what a wounded name,

And call the noblest to the audience.
Things standing thus unknown, shall live behind me ! For

me, with sorrow I embrace my fortune; If thou didst ever hold me in thy heart,

I have some rights of memory in this kingdom, Absent thee from felicity awhile,

Which now to claim my vantage doth invite me. And in this harsh world draw thy breath in pain,

Hor. Of that I shall have also cause to speak, To tell my story:

[March afar of, and shot within. And from his mouth whose voice will draw on more: What warlike noise is this?

But let this same be presently perform’d, Osr. Young Fortinbras, with conquest come from Even while men's minds are wild ; lest more mise Poland,

chance, To the ambassadors of England gives

On plots, and errors, happen. This warlike volley.


Let four captains Ham. . 0, I die, Horatio ;

Bear Hamlet, like a soldier, to the stage ; The potent poison quite o'er-crows my spirit ; For he was likely, had he been put on, I cannot live to hear the news from England : To have prov'd most royally: and, for his passage, But I do prophesy, the election lights

The soldier's musick, and the rites of war, On Fortinbras; he has my dying voice ;

Speak loudly for him. So tell bim, with the occurrents, more or less, Take up the bodies : Such a sight as this Which have solicited, The rest is silence. (Dies | Becomes the field, but here shows much amiss. Hor. Now cracks a noble heart; — Good night, Go, bid the soldiers shoot. ( A dead Marrh. sweet prince ;

[Exeunt, bearing off the dead bodies; after which And nights of angels sing thee to thy rest!

a peal of ordnance is shot off: Why does the drum come hither ? [March within





Clown, servant to Othello.
BRABANTIO, a senator.

Two other Senators.
GRATIANO, brother to Brabantio.

DESDEMONA, daughter to Brabantio, unc vife to Lodovico, kinsman to Brabantio.

Othello. OTHELLO, the Moor :

Emilia, wife to lago.
Cassio, his lieutenant ;

BIANCA, a courtezan, mistress to Cassio.
Iago, his ancient.
RODERIGO, a Venetian gentleman.

Officers, Gentlemen, Messengers, Musicians, Sailors, MONTANO, Othello's predecessor in the government of

Attendants, fc. Cyprus. SCENE, — for the First Act, VENICE; during the rest of the Ple at a Sen-Port in CYPRUS.


SCENE I. -- Venice. A Street.

One Michael Cassio, a Florentine,

A fellow almost damn'd in a fair wife;
Enter RODERIGO and Iaco.

That never set a squadron in the field, Rod. Tush, never tell me, I take it much un- Nor the division of a battle knows kindly,

More than a spinster; unless the bookish theorick, That thou, Iago, — who hast had my purse, Wherein the toged consuls can propose As if the strings were thine,-should'st know of this. As masterly as he : mere prattle, without practice,

Iago. 'Sblood, but you will not hear me : - Is all his soldiership. But, he, sir, had the election: If ever I did dream of such a matter,

And I, — of whom his eyes had seen the proof Abhor me.

At Rhodes, at Cyprus; and on other grounds Rod. Thou told'st me, thou didst hold him in thy Christian and heathen,-must be be-lee'd and calm'd hate.

By debitor and creditor, this counter-caster; Iago. Despise me, if I do not. Three great ones He, in good time, must his lieutenant be, of the city,

And I, (God bless the mark !) his Moor-ship's In personal suit to make me his lieutenant,

ancient. Oft capp'd to him : — and, by the faith of man, Rod. By heaven, I rather would have been his I know my price, I am worth no worse a place:

hangman. But he, as loving his own pride and purposes, Iago. But there's no remedy, 'tis the curse of Evades them, with a bombast circumstance,

service; Horribly stuff 'd with epithets of war ;

Preferment goes by letter, and affection, And, in conclusion, nonşuits :

Not by the old gradation, where each second My mediators ; for, certes, says he,

Stood heir to the first. Now, sir, be judge yourself. I have already chose my officer.

Whether I in any just term am affin'd And what was he?

To love the Moor. Forsooth, a great arithmetician,


I would not follow him tnen.

Tago. O, sir, content you;

i: honcst plainness thou hast heard me say, I follow him to serve my turn upon him :

My daughter is not for thee ; and now, in madness, We cannot all be masters, nor all masters

Being full of supper, and distempering draughts, Cannot be truly follow'd. You shall mark

Upon malicious bravery, dost thou come Many a duteous and knee-crooking knave,

To start my quiet. That, duting on his own obsequious bondage,

Rod. Sir, sir, sir, sir, Wears out his time, much like his master's ass,


But thou must needs be sure, For nought but provender; and, when he's old, My spirit, and my place, have in them power cashier'd ;

To make this bitter to thee. Whip me such honest knaves : Others there are, Rod.

Patience, good sir. Who, trimm'd in forms and visages of duty,

Bra. What tell'st thou me of robbing? this is Keep yet their hearts attending on themselves;

Venice; And, throwing but shows of service on their lords,

My house is not a grange. Do well thrive by them, and, when they have lin’d Rod.

Most grave Brabantio, their coats,

In simple, and pure soul I come to you. Do themselves homage: these fellows have some soul; Iago. 'Zounds, sir, you are one of those, that And such a one do i profess myself.

will not serve God, if the devil bid you. Because For, sir,

we come to do you service, you think we are rufIt is as sure as you are Roderigo,

fians: You'll have your daughter covered with a Were I the Moor, I would not be Iago :

Barbary horse: you'll have your nephews neigh to In following him, I follow but myself;

you : you'll have coursers for cousins, and gennets Heaven my judge, not I for love and duty,

fur germans. But seeining so, for my peculiar end :

Bra. What profane wretch art thou ? For when my outward action doth demonstrate lago. I am one, sir, that comes to tell you, your The native act and figure of my heart

daughter and the Moor are now making the beast In compliment extern, 'tis not long after

with two backs. But I will wear my heart upon my skeve

Bra. Thou art a villain. For daws to peck at : I am not what I am.“


You are a senator Rod. What a full fortune does the thick-lips owe, Bra. This thou shalt answer ; I know thec, RoIf he can carry't thus !

derigo. Iago. Call up her father,

Rod. Sir, I will answer any thing. But I bescech Rouse him : make after him, poison his deliglit,

you, Proclaim him in the streets; incense her kinsmen, If't be your pleasure, and most wise consent, And, though he in a fertile climate dwell,

(As partly, I find, it is, that your fair daughter, Plague him with flies: though that his joy be joy, At this odd-even and dull watch o'the night, Yet throw such changes of vexation on't,

Transported with no worse nor better guard, As it may lose some colour.

But with a knave of common hire, a gondolier, Rod. Here is her father's house; I'll call aloud. To the gross clasps of a lascivious Moor,Iago. Do; with like timorous accent, and dire If this be known to you, and your allowance, yell,

We then have done you bold and saucy wrongs ; As when, by night and negligence, the fire

But, if you know not this, my manners tell me, Is spied in populous cities.

We have your wrong rebuke. Do not believe, Rod. What, ho! Brabantio ! signior Brabantio, That, from the sense of all civility, ho!

I thus would play and trifle with your reverence : lago. Awake! what, ho! Brabantio ! thieves ! Your daughter, - if you have not given her leave, thieves ! thieves !

I say again, hath made a gross revolt; Look to your house, your daughter, and your bags! Tying her duty, beauty, wit, and fortunes, Thieves ! thieves !

In an extravagant and wheeling stranger,

Of here and every where : Straight satisfy yourself: BRABANTIO, above, at a window.

If she be in her chamber, or your house, Bra. What is the reason of this terrible summons ? Let loose on me the justice of the state What is the matter there?

For thus deluding you. Rod. Signior, is all your family within ?


Strike on the tinder, ho ! Iago. Are your doors lock'd ?

Give me a taper ; - call up all my people : Bra.

Why? wherefore ask you this ? This accident is not unlike my dream ; Iago. 'Zounds, sir, you are robb'd; for shame, | Belief of it oppresses me already:put on your gown ;

Light, I say! light !

[Exit, from above. Your heart is burst, you have lost half your soul; Iago.

Farewell ; for I must leave you : Even now, very now, an old black ram

It seems not meet, nor wholesome to my place, Is tupping your white ewe. Arise, arise;

To be produc'd (as, if I stay, I shall,) Awake the snorting citizens with the bell,

Against the Moor: For, I do know, the state, Or else the devil will make a grandsire of you : However this may gall him with some check, Arise, I say

Cannot with safety cast him ; for he's embark'd Bra. What, have you lost your wits ? With such loud reason to the Cyprus' wars, Rod. Most reverend signior, do you know my (Which even now stand in act,) that, for their souls, voice?

Another of his fathom they have not, Bra. Not I ; what are you?

To lead their business : in which regard, Rod. My name is Roderigo.

Though I do hate him as I do hell pains,

The worse welcome. Yet, for necessity of present life,
I have charg'd thec, not to haunt about my doors : I must show out a flag and sign of love,



Which is indeed but sign. That you shall surely | Put into circumscription and confine find him,

For the sea's worth. But, look! what lights como Lead to the Sagittary the rais'd search ;

yonder? And there will I be with him. So, farewell. [Erit. Enter Cassio, at a distance, and certain Officers Enter, belou', BRABANTIO, and Servants with torches.

with torches. Bra. It is too true an evil: gone she is ;

lago. These are the raised father, and his friends: And what's to come of my despised time,

You were best go in. Is nought but bitterness. Now, Roderigo,


Not I: I must be found; Where didst thou see her? — (), unhappy girl! - My parts, my title, and my perfect soul, With the Moor, say’st thou ? Who would be a Shall manifest me rightly. Is it they ? father?

layo. By Janus, I think no. Ilow didst thou know 'twas she ?- (), thou deceiv'st Oth. The servants of the duke, and my lieutenant.

The goodness of the night upon you, friends! Past thought! - What said she to you?

Get more

What is the news? tapers ;


The duke does greet you, general ; Raise all my kindred. -- Are they married think you ? | And he requires your haste-post-haste appearance, Rod. Truly, I think, they are.

Even on the instant.
Bra. O heaven! - Ilow got she out!

( trea-

What is the matter, think you ? son of the blood ! —

Cas. Something from Cyprus, as I may divine ; Fathers, from hence trust not your daughters' minds It is a business of some heat : the gallies By what you see them act. Are there not charms, Have sent a dozen sequent messengers By which the property of youth and maidhood This very night, at one another's heels; Nay be abus'd? Have you not read, Roderigo, And many of the consuls, rais'd, and inet, Of some such thing?

Are at the duke's already : You have been hotly Rod. Yes, sir; I have indeed.

call'd for ; Bra. Call up my brother. - O, that you had had | When, being not at your lodging to be found, her!

The senate hath sent about three several quests, Some one way, some another. Do you know To search you out. Where we may apprehend her and the Moor?

'Tis well I am found by you. Rod. I think, I can discover him ; if you please Į will but spend a word here in the house, To get good guard, and go along with me.

And go with you.

(Eru. Bra. Pray you, lead on. At every house I'll call; Cas.

Ancient, what makes he here? I may command at most ;- Get weapons, ho! Iago. ’Faith, he to-night hath boarded a land] AL raise some special officers of night.

On, yood Roderigo ;- I'll deserve your pains. If it prove lawful prize, he's made for ever.

[Ereunt. Cas. I do not understand.

He's married.

The same.
Another Strect.

To who?
Enter OTHELLO, Iaco, and Attendants.

Re-enter OTHELLO. lago. Though in the trade of war I have slain men, Iago. Marry, to - Come, captain, will you go? Yet do I hold it very stutt o'the conscience,


Have with you. To do no contriv'd murder; I lack iniquity

Cas. Here comes another troop to seek for you. Sometimes, to do me service : Nine or ten times I had thought to have yerk’d him here under the

Enter BRABANTIO, Roderigo, and Officers of night,

with torches and weapons. ribs. Olh. 'Tis better as it is.

Iago. It is Brabantio : - general, be advisd ; Iago.

Nay, but he prated, He comes to bad intent. And spoke such scurvy and provoking terms

Hola! stand there ! Against your honour,

Rod. Signior, it is the Moor. That, with the little godliness I have,


Down with him, thief! I did full hard forbear him. But, I pray, sir,

[They draw on both sides. Are you fast married ? for, be sure of this,

Iago. You, Roderigo ! come, sir, I am for you. That the magnifico is much beloved ;

Oth. Keep up your bright swords, for the dew And hath, in his effect, a voice potential

will rust them. As double as the duke's; he will divorce you , Good signior, you shall more command with years, Or put upon you what restraint and grievance

Than with your weapons. The law (with all his might, to enforce it on,)

Bra. O thou foul thief, where hast thou stow'd Will give him cable.

my daughter ? Oth. Let him do his spite :

Damn’d as thou art, thou hast enchanted her : My services, which I have done the signiory,

For I'll refer me to all things of sense, Shall out-tongue his complaints, 'Tis yet to know, If she in chains of magick were not bound, (Which, when I know that boasting is an honour,

Whether a maid — so tender, fair, and happy ; I shall promulgate,) I fetch my life and being

So opposite to marriage, that she shunn'd From men of royal siege ; and my demerits The wealthy curled darlings of our nation, May speak, unbonneted, to as proud a fortune Would ever have, to incur a general mock, As this that I have reach'd: For know, Iago, Run from her guardage to the sooty busom But that I love the gentle Desdemona,

Of such a thing as thou : to fear, not to delight. I would not my unhoused free condition

Judge me the worid, if 'tis not gross in sense,


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