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Never to rise again ; thy mother's poifond;
Ham. The point envenom'd too?
[Stabs the King. All. Treason, treason. King. O yet defend me, friends, ļ am but hurt.
Ham. Here, thou inceftuous, murd'rous, damned Danex Drink off this potion : is the Union here? Follow my mother.
[King diese Laer. He is justly seryed. It is a poison temper’d by himself, Exchange forgiveness with me, noble Hamlet ; Mine and my father's death coine nat on thee, Nor thine on me!
Ham. Heav'n make thee free of it! I follow thee.
Hor. Never, believe it
Ham. As th' art a man,
go; by heav'n, I'll havets Oh good Horatio, what a wounded name, Things ftanding thus unknown, thall live behind me? If thou didft 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 tale.' [March afar off, and mout within. What warlike noise is this?
1. Kubi V! Enter Ofrick. 10 ir guvogi Ofr. Young Fortinbras; with conquet come from
[Dies. Hor. Now cracks a noble heart; good-night, fweet
Prince ; And flights of angels fing thee to thy rest! Why does the drum come hither ? Enter Fortinbras, and English Ambassadors, with drum,
colours, and attendants.
Fort. Where is this fight?
Hér. What is it you would fee?'
Fort. This quarry cries on havock. O proud death!
Amb. The light is dismal,
Hor. Not from his mouth,
Are here arriv'd; give order, that these bodies,
7.59.171 indir, 1 Fort. Let us haste to hear it, And. call the Noblesse to the audience,
08. For me, with. sorrow I embracę my fortune
'lo; o 2 I have some rights of memory in this kingdom, Which, now to claim my
my vantage Hor. Of that I shall have also cause to speak, And from his mouth whose voice will draw on more: (35) But let this fame be presently perform’d, Even while men's minds are wild, left more mifchance: On plots and errors happen,
noe sullo sgt Fort. 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 royally. And for his paffage,
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(35) Arid from bis Móutb, wbose Voice will draw no morc. I This is the Reading of the old Quarto's, but certainly a mistaken one. We say, a Man will no more draw Breath; but that a Man's Voice will draw no more, is, I believe, an Expression without anyc Authority. I chuse to espouse the Reading of the Elder Folio.
And from bis Mouth, whose Voice will draw 'on more.'
But I do prophesy, th’ Election lights
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Accordingly, Horatio here delivers that Message ; and very justly infers, that Hamlet's Voice will be feconded by others, and procure them in Favour of Fortinbras's Succeffion.
The foldier's mufick, and the rites of war
Exeunt, marching : after which, a peal of
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