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Here's Hamlet's health! (Drums, trumpets, and cannon)
Come, now begin the bout;
[Drums, trumpets, and cannon.
[Puts poison into the drink. Hamlet, your health (pretends to drink). You'd better
drink some too.
(They spar again.)
Egad, I had him there in the bread-basket (m).
Queen. Hamlet, your health! (drinks.) Ha! this is famous
Hamlet. Laertes, you're afraid to hit.
They spar again--in the scuffle, they exchange gloves-
Hamlet knocks Laertes down.--The Queen swoons.
Osrick, Look to the Queen. (To Laertes) How is't, my lord ?
I'mn dish'd (n); I'm caught as neatly as I could have wish'd.
To see your bloody noses, Her stomach-royal slightly indisposes.
[Kills the King.
Mine, and my father's death, 'gainst your's be rec
kon'dNow then, I'm off.
[. Dies. Hamlet.
l'll follow in a second.
Here goes, Horatio, -(8) going_(8) going (8) gone.
[Dies. Horatio. Well, here's a noble fellow gone to pot! This altogether's been a pretty plot!