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Why thou art thus incens'd;—Let him go, Ger
Laer. Where is my father?
But not by him.
Who shall stay you? Laer. My will, not all the world's: And, for my means, I'll husband them so well, They shall go far with little. King
Laer. None but his enemies.
Will you know them then?
arms; And, like the kind life-rend’ring pelican, Repast them with
Why, now you speak Like a good child, and a true gentleman. That I am guiltless of your father's death, And am most sensibly in grief for it, It shall as level to your judginent ’pear,
1- to your judgment 'pear,) for appear.
As day does to your eye.
Danes. [Within.] Let her come in.
Enter Ophelia, fantastically dressed with Straws
and Flowers. O heat, dry up my brains! tears seven times salt, Burn out the sense and virtue of mine eye!~ By heaven, thy madness shall be paid with weight, Till our scale turn the beam. O rose of May ! Dear maid, kind sister, sweet Ophelia ! O heavens! is't possible, a young maid's wits Should be as mortal as an old man's life? Nature is fine in love: and, where 'tis fine, It sends some precious instance of itself After the thing it loves.S Oph. They bore him barefac'd on the bier ;
Hey no nonny, nonny hey nonny:
And in his grave rain'd many a tear ;Fare you well, my dove! Laer. Hadst thou thy wits, and didst persuade
revenge, It could not move thus.
Oph. You must sing, Down a-down, an you call him a-down-a. O, how the wheel becomes it !' It is the false steward, that stole his master's daughter.
8 Nature is fine in love: and, where 'tis fine,
It sends some precious instance of itself
After the thing it loves.] Love (says Laertes) is the passion by which nature is most exalted and refined; and as substances, refined and subtilised, easily obey any impulse, or follow any attraction, some part of nature, so purified and refined, flies off after the attracting object, after the thing it loves.
90, how the wheel becomes it! &c.] The wheel means the burthen of the song, which she had just repeated, and as such was formerly used. But Mr. Malone thinks that wheel is here used in its ordinary sense, and that these words allude to the occupation of the girl who is supposed to sing the song alluded to by Ophelia.
Laer. This nothing's more than matter.
Oph. There's rosemary, that's for remembrance;' pray you, love, remember: and there is pansies, that's for thoughts.
Laer. A document in madness; thoughts and remembrance fitted.
Oph. There's fennel for you, and columbines:there's rue for you; and here's some for me:-we may call it, herb of grace o’Sundays:--you may wear your rue with a difference.”—There's a daisy:
- I would give you some violets; but they withered all, when my father died:They say, he made a good end,
For bonny sweet Robin is all my joy,
[Sings. Laer. Thought and affliction, passion, hell itself, She turns to favour, and to prettiness. Oph. And will he not come again? [Sings.
And will he not come again?
No, no, he is dead,
Go to thy death-bed,
There's rosemary, that's for remembrance;) Rosemary was anciently supposed to strengthen the memory, and was not only carried at funerals, but worn at weddings.
-- you may wear your rue with a difference.] This seems to refer to the rules of heraldry, where the younger brothers of a family bear the same arms with a difference, or mark of distinction. There may, however, be somewhat more implied here than is expressed. You, madam, (says Ophelia to the Queen,) may call your rue by its Sunday name, HERB OF Grace, and so wear it with a difference to distinguish it from mine, which can never be any thing but merely RUE, i. e. sorrow. SteEVENS.
Thought and affliction,] Thought here, as in many other places, signifies melancholy. VOL. X.
His beard was as white as snow,
He is gone, he is gone,
And we cast away moan;
God’a mercy on his soul ! And of all christian souls!“ I pray God. God be wi' you!
[Exit Ophelia. Laer. Do you see this, O God?
King. Laertes, I must commune with your griet, Or you deny me right. Go but apart, Make choice of whom your wisest friends you will, And they shall hear and judge 'twixt you and me: If by direct or by collateral hand They find us touch'd, we will our kingdom give, Our crown, our life, and all that we call ours,
in satisfaction; but, if not, Be you content to lend your patience to us, And we shall jointly labour with your
soul To give it due content. Laer.
Let this be so;
So you shall;
[Exeunt. 4 God'a mercy on his soul !
And of all christian souls !] This is the common conclusion to many of the ancient monumental inscriptions.
5 No trophy, sword, nor hatchment, o'er his bones,] It was the custom, in the times of our author, to hang a sword over the grave of a knight, and it is uniformly kept up to this day. Not only the sword, but the helmet, gauntlet, spurs, and tabard (i. e. a coat whereon the armorial ensigns were anciently depicted, from whence the term coat of armour,) are hung over the grave of every knight.
Another Room in the same.
Enter Horatio, and a Servant. Hor. What are they, that would speak with me? Serv.
Sailors, sir; They say, they have letters for you. Hor.
Let them coine in.
[Exit Servant. I do not know from what part of the world I should be greeted, if not from lord Hamlet.
Enter Sailors. 1 Sail. God bless
sir. Hor. Let him bless chee too.
1 Sail. He shall, sir, an't please him. There's a letter for you, sir; it comes from the ambassador that was bound for England; if your name be Horatio, as I am let to know it is.
Hor. [Reads.] Horatio, when thou shalt have overlooked this, give these fellows some means to the king; they have letters for him. Ere we were two days old at sea, a pirate of very wurlike appointment gave us chace : Finding ourselves too slow of sail, we put on a compelled valour ; and in the grapple 1 boarded them : on the instant, they got clear of our ship; so I alone became their prisoner. They have dealt with me, like thieves of mercy; but they knew what they did; I am to do a good turn for them. Let the king have the letters I have sent ; and repair thou to me with as much haste as thou would'si fly death. I have words to speak in thine ear, will make