Act V, Scene 2
Elsinore. A hall in Elsinore castle.
- Enter Hamlet and Horatio.
Hamlet1 - 2
- So much for this, sir, now shall you see the other—
- You do remember all the circumstance?
- Remember it, my lord!
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- Sir, in my heart there was a kind of fighting
- That would not let me sleep. Methought I lay
- Worse than the mutines in the bilboes. Rashly—
- And prais’d be rashness for it—let us know
- Our indiscretion sometime serves us well
- When our deep plots do pall, and that should learn us
- There’s a divinity that shapes our ends,
- Rough-hew them how we will—
- That is most certain.
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- Up from my cabin,
- My sea-gown scarf’d about me, in the dark
- Grop’d I to find out them, had my desire,
- Finger’d their packet, and in fine withdrew
- To mine own room again, making so bold,
- My fears forgetting manners, to unseal
- Their grand commission; where I found, Horatio—
- Ah, royal knavery!—an exact command,
- Larded with many several sorts of reasons,
- Importing Denmark’s health and England’s too,
- With, ho, such bugs and goblins in my life,
- That, on the supervise, no leisure bated,
- No, not to stay the grinding of the axe,
- My head should be struck off.
- Is’t possible?
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- Here’s the commission, read it at more leisure.
- But wilt thou hear now how I did proceed?
- I beseech you.
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- Being thus benetted round with villainies,
- Or I could make a prologue to my brains,
- They had begun the play. I sat me down,
- Devis’d a new commission, wrote it fair.
- I once did hold it, as our statists do,
- A baseness to write fair, and labor’d much
- How to forget that learning, but, sir, now
- It did me yeman’s service. Wilt thou know
- Th’ effect of what I wrote?
- Ay, good my lord.
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- An earnest conjuration from the King,
- As England was his faithful tributary,
- As love between them like the palm might flourish,
- As peace should still her wheaten garland wear
- And stand a comma ’tween their amities,
- And many such-like as’s of great charge,
- That on the view and knowing of these contents,
- Without debatement further, more or less,
- He should those bearers put to sudden death,
- Not shriving time allow’d.
- How was this seal’d?
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- Why, even in that was heaven ordinant.
- I had my father’s signet in my purse,
- Which was the model of that Danish seal;
- Folded the writ up in the form of th’ other,
- Subscrib’d it, gave’t th’ impression, plac’d it safely,
- The changeling never known. Now the next day
- Was our sea-fight, and what to this was sequent
- Thou knowest already.
- So Guildenstern and Rosencrantz go to’t.
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- Why, man, they did make love to this employment,
- They are not near my conscience. Their defeat
- Does by their own insinuation grow.
- ’Tis dangerous when the baser nature comes
- Between the pass and fell incensed points
- Of mighty opposites.
- Why, what a king is this!
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- Does it not, think thee, stand me now upon—
- He that hath kill’d my king and whor’d my mother,
- Popp’d in between th’ election and my hopes,
- Thrown out his angle for my proper life,
- And with such coz’nage—is’t not perfect conscience
- To quit him with this arm? And is’t not to be damn’d,
- To let this canker of our nature come
- In further evil?
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- It must be shortly known to him from England
- What is the issue of the business there.
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- It will be short; the interim’s mine,
- And a man’s life’s no more than to say “one.”
- But I am very sorry, good Horatio,
- That to Laertes I forgot myself,
- For by the image of my cause I see
- The portraiture of his. I’ll court his favors.
- But sure the bravery of his grief did put me
- Into a tow’ring passion.
- Peace, who comes here?
- Enter young Osric, a courtier.
- Your lordship is right welcome back to Denmark.
- I humbly thank you, sir.—Dost know this water-fly?
- No, my good lord.
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- Thy state is the more gracious, for ’tis a vice to know him.
- He hath much land, and fertile; let a beast be lord of
- beasts, and his crib shall stand at the King’s mess. ’Tis a
- chough, but, as I say, spacious in the possession of dirt.
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- Sweet lord, if your lordship were at leisure, I should
- impart a thing to you from his Majesty.
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- I will receive it, sir, with all diligence of spirit. Put
- your bonnet to his right use, ’tis for the head.
- I thank your lordship, it is very hot.
- No, believe me, ’tis very cold, the wind is northerly.
- It is indifferent cold, my lord, indeed.
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- But yet methinks it is very sultry and hot for my
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- Exceedingly, my lord, it is very sultry—as ’twere—I cannot
- tell how. My lord, his Majesty bade me signify to you that
- ’a has laid a great wager on your head. Sir, this is the
- I beseech you remember.
- Hamlet moves him to put on his hat.
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- Nay, good my lord, for my ease, in good faith. Sir, here is
- newly come to court Laertes, believe me, an absolute
- gentleman, full of most excellent differences, of very soft
- society, and great showing; indeed, to speak sellingly of
- him, he is the card or calendar of gentry; for you shall
- find in him the continent of what part a gentleman would
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- Sir, his definement suffers no perdition in you, though I
- know to divide him inventorially would dozy th’ arithmetic
- of memory, and yet but yaw neither in respect of his quick
- sail; but in the verity of extolment, I take him to be a
- soul of great article, and his infusion of such dearth and
- rareness as, to make true diction of him, his semblable is
- his mirror, and who else would trace him, his umbrage,
- nothing more.
- Your lordship speaks most infallibly of him.
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- The concernancy, sir? Why do we wrap the gentleman in our
- more rawer breath?
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- Is’t not possible to understand in another tongue? You will
- to’t, sir, really.
- What imports the nomination of this gentleman?
- Of Laertes?
- His purse is empty already: all ’s golden words are spent.
- Of him, sir.
- I know you are not ignorant—
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- I would you did, sir, yet, in faith, if you did, it would
- not much approve me. Well, sir?
- You are not ignorant of what excellence Laertes is—
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- I dare not confess that, lest I should compare with him in
- excellence, but to know a man well were to know himself.
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- I mean, sir, for his weapon, but in the imputation laid on
- him by them, in his meed he’s unfellow’d.
- What’s his weapon?
- Rapier and dagger.
- That’s two of his weapons—but well.
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- The King, sir, hath wager’d with him six Barbary horses,
- against the which he has impawn’d, as I take it, six French
- rapiers and poniards, with their assigns, as girdle,
- hangers, and so. Three of the carriages, in faith, are very
- dear to fancy, very responsive to the hilts, most delicate
- carriages, and of very liberal conceit.
- What call you the carriages?
- I knew you must be edified by the margent ere you had done.
- The carriages, sir, are the hangers.
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- The phrase would be more germane to the matter if we could
- carry a cannon by our sides; I would it might be hangers
- till then. But on: six Barb’ry horses against six French
- swords, their assigns, and three liberal-conceited
- carriages; that’s the French bet against the Danish. Why is
- this all impawn’d, as you call it?
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- The King, sir, hath laid, sir, that in a dozen passes
- between yourself and him, he shall not exceed you three
- hits; he hath laid on twelve for nine; and it would come to
- immediate trial, if your lordship would vouchsafe the
- How if I answer no?
- I mean, my lord, the opposition of your person in trial.
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- Sir, I will walk here in the hall. If it please his Majesty,
- it is the breathing time of day with me. Let the foils be
- brought, the gentleman willing, and the King hold his
- purpose, I will win for him and I can; if not, I will gain
- nothing but my shame and the odd hits.
- Shall I deliver you so?
- To this effect, sir—after what flourish your nature will.
- I commend my duty to your lordship.
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- Exit Osric.
- ’A does well to commend it himself, there are no tongues
- else for ’s turn.
- This lapwing runs away with the shell on his head.
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- ’A did comply, sir, with his dug before ’a suck’d it. Thus
- has he, and many more of the same breed that I know the
- drossy age dotes on, only got the tune of the time, and out
- of an habit of encounter, a kind of yesty collection, which
- carries them through and through the most profound and
- winnow’d opinions, and do but blow them to their trial, the
- bubbles are out.
- Enter a Lord.
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- My lord, his Majesty commended him to you by young Osric,
- who brings back to him that you attend him in the hall. He
- sends to know if your pleasure hold to play with Laertes, or
- that you will take longer time.
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- I am constant to my purposes, they follow the King’s
- pleasure. If his fitness speaks, mine is ready; now or
- whensoever, provided I be so able as now.
- The King and Queen and all are coming down.
- In happy time.
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- The Queen desires you to use some gentle entertainment to
- Laertes before you fall to play.
- She well instructs me.
- Exit Lord.
- You will lose, my lord.
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- I do not think so; since he went into France I have been in
- continual practice. I shall win at the odds. Thou wouldst
- not think how ill all’s here about my heart—but it is no
- Nay, good my lord—
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- It is but foolery, but it is such a kind of gain-giving, as
- would perhaps trouble a woman.
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- If your mind dislike any thing, obey it. I will forestall
- their repair hither, and say you are not fit.
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- Not a whit, we defy augury. There is special providence in
- the fall of a sparrow. If it be now, ’tis not to 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, of aught he
- leaves, knows what is’t to leave betimes, let be.
- A table prepar’d, and flagons of wine on it.
- Enter Trumpets, Drums, and Officers with cushions, foils,
- daggers; King, Queen, Laertes, Osric, and all the State.
- Come, Hamlet, come, and take this hand from me.
- The King puts Laertes’ hand into Hamlet’s.
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- Give me your pardon, sir. I have done you wrong,
- But pardon’t as you are a gentleman.
- This presence knows,
- And you must needs have heard, how I am punish’d
- With a sore distraction. What I have done
- That might your nature, honor, and exception
- Roughly awake, I here proclaim was madness.
- Was’t Hamlet wrong’d Laertes? Never Hamlet!
- If Hamlet from himself be ta’en away,
- And when he’s not himself does wrong Laertes,
- Then Hamlet does it not, Hamlet denies it.
- Who does it then? His madness. If’t be so,
- Hamlet is of the faction that is wronged,
- His madness is poor Hamlet’s enemy.
- Sir, in this audience,
- Let my disclaiming from a purpos’d evil
- Free me so far in your most generous thoughts,
- That I have shot my arrow o’er the house
- And hurt my brother.
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- I am satisfied in nature,
- Whose motive in this case should stir me most
- To my revenge, but in my terms of honor
- I stand aloof, and will no reconcilement
- Till by some elder masters of known honor
- I have a voice and president of peace
- To keep my name ungor’d. But till that time
- I do receive your offer’d love like love,
- And will not wrong it.
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- I embrace it freely,
- And will this brothers’ wager frankly play.
- Give us the foils. Come on.
- Come, one for me.
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- I’ll be your foil, Laertes; in mine ignorance
- Your skill shall like a star i’ th’ darkest night
- Stick fiery off indeed.
- You mock me, sir.
- No, by this hand.
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- Give them the foils, young Osric. Cousin Hamlet,
- You know the wager?
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- Very well, my lord.
- Your Grace has laid the odds a’ th’ weaker side.
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- I do not fear it, I have seen you both;
- But since he is better’d, we have therefore odds.
- This is too heavy; let me see another.
- This likes me well. These foils have all a length?
- Prepare to play.
- Ay, my good lord.
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- Set me the stoups of wine upon that table.
- If Hamlet give the first or second hit,
- Or quit in answer of the third exchange,
- Let all the battlements their ord’nance fire.
- The King shall drink to Hamlet’s better breath,
- And in the cup an union shall he throw,
- Richer than that which four successive kings
- In Denmark’s crown have worn. Give me the cups,
- And let the kettle to the trumpet speak,
- The trumpet to the cannoneer without,
- The cannons to the heavens, the heaven to earth,
- “Now the King drinks to Hamlet.” Come begin;
- Trumpets the while.
- And you, the judges, bear a wary eye.
- Come on, sir.
- Come, my lord.
- They play and Hamlet scores a hit.
- A hit, a very palpable hit.
- Well, again.
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- Stay, give me drink. Hamlet, this pearl is thine,
- Here’s to thy health! Give him the cup.
- Drum, trumpets sound flourish. A piece goes off within.
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- I’ll play this bout first, set it by a while.
- They play again.
- Another hit; what say you?
- A touch, a touch, I do confess’t.
- Our son shall win.
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- He’s fat, and scant of breath.
- Here, Hamlet, take my napkin, rub thy brows.
- The Queen carouses to thy fortune, Hamlet.
- Good madam!
- Gertrude, do not drink.
- I will, my lord, I pray you pardon me.
- It is the pois’ned cup, it is too late.
- I dare not drink yet, madam; by and by.
- Come, let me wipe thy face.
- My lord, I’ll hit him now.
- I do not think’t.
- And yet it is almost against my conscience.
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- Come, for the third, Laertes, you do but dally.
- I pray you pass with your best violence;
- I am sure you make a wanton of me.
- Say you so? Come on.
- They play.
- Nothing, neither way.
- Have at you now!
- Laertes wounds Hamlet; then, in scuffling, they change
- Part them, they are incens’d.
- Nay, come again.
- Hamlet wounds Laertes.
- The Queen falls.
- Look to the Queen there ho!
- They bleed on both sides. How is it, my lord?
- How is’t, Laertes?
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- Why, as a woodcock to mine own springe, Osric:
- I am justly kill’d with mine own treachery.
- How does the Queen?
- She swoons to see them bleed.
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- No, no, the drink, the drink—O my dear Hamlet—
- The drink, the drink! I am pois’ned.
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- O villainy! Ho, let the door be lock’d!
- Treachery! Seek it out.
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- It is here, Hamlet. Hamlet, thou art slain.
- No med’cine in the world can do thee good;
- In thee there is not half an hour’s life.
- The treacherous instrument is in thy hand,
- Unbated and envenom’d. The foul practice
- Hath turn’d itself on me. Lo here I lie,
- Never to rise again. Thy mother’s pois’ned.
- I can no more—the King, the King’s to blame.
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- The point envenom’d too!
- Then, venom, to thy work.
- Hurts the King.
- Treason! Treason!
- O, yet defend me, friends, I am but hurt.
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- Here, thou incestuous, murd’rous, damned Dane,
- Drink off this potion! Is thy union here?
- Follow my mother!
- King dies.
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- He is justly served,
- It is a poison temper’d by himself.
- Exchange forgiveness with me, noble Hamlet.
- Mine and my father’s death come not upon thee,
- Nor thine on me!
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- Heaven make thee free of it! I follow thee.
- I am dead, Horatio. Wretched queen, adieu!
- You that look pale, and tremble at this chance,
- That are but mutes or audience to this act,
- Had I but time—as this fell sergeant, Death,
- Is strict in his arrest—O, I could tell you—
- But let it be. Horatio, I am dead,
- Thou livest. Report me and my cause aright
- To the unsatisfied.
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- Never believe it;
- I am more an antique Roman than a Dane.
- Here’s yet some liquor left.
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- As th’ art a man,
- Give me the cup. Let go! By heaven, I’ll ha’t!
- O God, Horatio, what a wounded name,
- Things standing thus unknown, shall I leave behind me!
- If thou didst ever hold me in thy heart,
- Absent thee from felicity a while,
- And in this harsh world draw thy breath in pain
- To tell my story.
- A march afar off and a shot within.
- What warlike noise is this?
- Osric goes to the door and returns.
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- Young Fortinbras, with conquest come from Poland,
- To th’ ambassadors of England gives
- This warlike volley.
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- O, I die, Horatio,
- The potent poison quite o’er-crows my spirit.
- I cannot live to hear the news from England,
- But I do prophesy th’ election lights
- On Fortinbras, he has my dying voice.
- So tell him, with th’ occurrents more and less
- Which have solicited—the rest is silence.
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- Now cracks a noble heart. Good night, sweet prince,
- And flights of angels sing thee to thy rest!
- March within.
- Why does the drum come hither?
- Enter Fortinbras with the English Ambassadors, with Drum,
- Colors, and Attendants.
- Where is this sight?
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- What is it you would see?
- If aught of woe or wonder, cease your search.
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- This quarry cries on havoc. O proud death,
- What feast is toward in thine eternal cell,
- That thou so many princes at a shot
- So bloodily hast struck?
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- The sight is dismal,
- And our affairs from England come too late.
- The ears are senseless that should give us hearing,
- To tell him his commandment is fulfill’d,
- That Rosencrantz and Guildenstern are dead.
- Where should we have our thanks?
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- Not from his mouth,
- Had it th’ ability of life to thank you.
- He never gave commandment for their death.
- But since so jump upon this bloody question,
- You from the Polack wars, and you from England,
- Are here arrived, give order that these bodies
- High on a stage be placed to the view,
- And let me speak to th’ yet unknowing world
- How these things came about. So shall you hear
- Of carnal, bloody, and unnatural acts,
- Of accidental judgments, casual slaughters,
- Of deaths put on by cunning and forc’d cause,
- And in this upshot, purposes mistook
- Fall’n on th’ inventors’ heads: all this can I
- Truly deliver.
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- Let us haste to hear it,
- And call the noblest to the audience.
- For me, with sorrow I embrace my fortune.
- I have some rights, of memory in this kingdom,
- Which now to claim my vantage doth invite me.
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- Of that I shall have also cause to speak,
- And from his mouth whose voice will draw on more.
- But let this same be presently perform’d
- Even while men’s minds are wild, lest more mischance
- On plots and errors happen.
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- Let four captains
- Bear Hamlet like a soldier to the stage,
- For he was likely, had he been put on,
- To have prov’d most royal; and for his passage,
- The soldiers’ music and the rite of war
- Speak loudly for him.
- Take up the bodies. Such a sight as this
- Becomes the field, but here shows much amiss.
- Go bid the soldiers shoot.
- Exeunt marching; after the which a peal of ordinance are
- shot off.