Things standing thus unknown, shall live behind me! If thou didst ever hold me in thy heart, 350 Absent thee from felicity awhile, And in this harsh world draw thy breath in pain, To tell my story. [March afar off, and shot within What warlike noise is this? Osr. Young Fortinbras, with conquest come from Poland, To the ambassadors of England gives This warlike volley. Ham. Oh, I die, Horatio; The potent poison quite o'er-crows my spirit; On Fortinbras; he has my dying voice; 360 So tell him, with the occurrents, more and less, Which have solicited The rest is silence. [Dies Hor. Now cracks a noble heart. Good night, sweet prince, And flights of angels sing thee to thy rest! Why does the drum come hither? [March within Enter FORTINBRAS, the English Ambassadors, with drum, colors, and Attendants Fort. Where is this sight? Hor. What is it ye would see? If aught of woe or wonder, cease your search. Fort. 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? 1 Amb. The sight is dismal; 370 And our affairs from England come too late; The ears are senseless that should give us hearing, That Rosencrantz and Guildenstern are dead. Where should we have our thanks? Hor. Not from his mouth, Had it the ability of life to thank you; hear 380 And, in this upshot, purposes mistook Fallen on the inventors' heads. All this can I Truly deliver. Fort. Let us haste to hear it, 390 And call the noblest to the audience. For me, with sorrow I embrace my fortune; Hor. Of that I shall have also cause to speak, E'en while men's minds are wild; lest more mischance, Let four captains Fort. To have proved most royally: and, for his passage, · Take up the bodies. Such a sight as this Becomes the field, but here shows much amiss. Go, bid the soldiers shoot. [A dead march [Exeunt, bearing off the bodies; after which a peal of ordnance is shot off |