You'll see anon the murd❜rer weds his widow ;"Twas his own nephew who the murder did. King faints, and is carried off-Followed by Queen, Polonius, Ophelia, &c. &c. [Manent Hamlet and Horatio. SONG.-HAmlet. Oh dear what can the matter be! Dear, dear, what can the matter be! Did you see how he fainted away? To condemn any man on slight grounds I'm not willing; [Exit Horatio Enter ROSENCRANTZ and GUILDENSTERN. Rosen. My Lord, I have a message. Hamlet. Well, what is it? Rosen. The Queen desires you'll pay her soon a visit. Hamlet. I'll come anon.-But stay-upon my life, I'll have you play a tune upon this fife. Rosen. My Lord, I can't. Hamlet. I know you can. Rosen. The fact is, I could play once, but now I'm out of practice.. Hamlet. Come, Sir, then you shall play. (To Guild.) Guild. My Lord, I would, But I can't play at all, nor ever could. Hamlet. Why, look ye, what a nincompoop you'd make me.. [Exeunt Rosen. and Guild.. SONG.-HAMLET. (Tune-" Hey randy dandy O.”) 'Tis now the very time of night, When ghosts to stalk about delight, With their gallopping randy dandy O! 'Tis now the time when church-yards yawn, And let their tenants out till morn, With their gallopping randy dandy O! For a precious row I'm just in cue; Some mischief I should like to do, With my gallopping randy dandy O! But first I'll to my mother go, Hey randy dandy O! And what is what I'll soon let her know, With my gallopping randy dandy O! [Exit Hamlet. SCENE III. The Queen's Closet. Enter QUEEN and POLONIUS. Polonius. He'll soon be here:-then let him have his whack: Queen. I'll tip it him for certain. [Polonius concealshimself behind the arras. Enter HAMLet. Hamlet. Well, mother, what's the matter with you now? Queen. Your father, Sir, has made a pretty row (k). Hamlet. Mother, you've put my father in a passion. Queen. Zounds, Sir, don't answer in this idle fashion. Hamlet. None of your blarney; it won't do to-night Queen. Have you forgot me, puppy? Hamlet. No, not quite : You are the Queen-wife to your husband's brother; Queen. Behave yourself;-be decent, Sir, I beg. Hamlet. Sit down, and dam'me if you stir a peg "Till I have let you see your very soul. Queen. What! Wouldst thou kill me? Help, ho! Watch! (Behind.) Polonius. Patrole! Hamlet. A rat,—a rat,—by Jove, that's just the thing ;- (Hamlet draws, and stabs Polonius behind the arras.) Queen. O, Hamlet! you have done a deed felonious ;- Hamlet. They who throw stones should mind their windows, mother. Who kill'd a king and married with his brother? Queen. If I know what you mean, the devil burn me. Hamlet. (Lifts up the arras and sees Polonius.) Thou'st paid for list'ning to what don't concern thee. (To Queen.) Leave wringing of your hands; before we part, I'll take the liberty to wring your heart. What have I done that you dare make so free, Hamlet. Oh! such an act-it scarcely can be nam'd- |