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How to forget that learning; but, Sir,
Ay, good my lord.
Not shriving-time allow'd. 220 Hor.
How was this seal'd?
Hor. So Guildenstern and Rosencrantz go to 't.
Ham. Why, man, they did make love to this employment:
Of mighty opposites. 221 Hor.
Why, what a king is this!
Hor. It must be shortly known to him from England,
Ham. It will be short: the interim is mine;
But I am very sorry, good Horatio,
Peace! who comes here? |
No, my good lord. Ham. Thy state is the more gracious, for 't is a vice to know him. He hath much land, and fertile: let a beast be lord of beasts, and his crib shall stand at the king's mess: 't is a chough; but, as I say, spacious in the possession of dirt.
Osr. Sweet lord, if your lordship were at leisure, I should impart a thing to you from his majesty.
Нат. I will receive it, Sir, with all diligence of spirit.
Osr. I thank your lordship, 't is very hot.
Ham. But yet, methinks, it is very sultry, and hot, or my complexion- |
Osr. Exceedingly, my lord; it is very sultry, as 't were, 223 - I cannot tell how. - My lord, his majesty bade me signify to you, that he has laid a great wager on your head. Sir, this is the matter, Ham.
[HAMLET moves him to put on his Hat. Osr. Nay, good my lord, for my ease, in good faith. Sir, here is newly come to court, Laertes; believe solute gentleman, full of most excellent differences, of very soft society, and great showing: indeed, to speak feelingly of him, he is the card or calendar of gentry, for you shall find in him the continent of what part a gentleman would see.
Ham. Sir, his definement suffers no perdition in you; though, I know, to divide him inventorially, would dizzy the arithmetic of memory; and yet but yaw neither, in respect of his quick sail. But, in the verity of extolment, I take him to be a soul of great article; and his infusion of such dearth
I beseech you,
and rareness, as, to make true diction of him, his semblable is his mirror; and who else would trace him, his umbrage,
nothing more. 224 Osr. Your lordship speaks most infallibly of him.
Ham. The concernancy, Sir? why do we wrap the gentleman in our more rawer breath?
Hor. Is 't not possible to understand in another tongue ?
Ham. What imports the nomination of this gentleman
Hor. His purse is empty already; all his golden words
Ham. I would, you did, Sir; yet, in faith, if you did, it would not much approve me.
You are not ignorant of what excellence Laertes is
Ham. I dare not confess that, lest I should compare with him in excellence; but to know a man well were to know
himself. | 225 Osr. I mean, Sir, for his weapon; but in the imputation laid on him by them, in his meed he's unfellowed.
Ham. What's his weapon?
Osr. The king, Sir, hath wagered with him six Barbary horses: against the which he has impawned, as I take it, six French rapiers and poniards, with their assigns, as girdle, hangers, and so. Three of the carriages, in faith, are very dear to fancy, very responsive to the hilts, most delicate carriages, and of very liberal conceit.
Ham. What call you the carriages?
Hor. I knew, you must be edified by the margin, ere you had done.
Osr. The carriages, Sir, are the hangers. 226 Ham. The phrase would be more german to the matter,
if we could carry a cannon by our sides: I would, it might be hangers till then. But, on: six Barbary horses against six French swords, their assigns, and three liberal-conceited carriages; that's the French bet against the Danish. Why is this impawned, as you call it?
Osr. The king, Sir, hath laid, Sir, that in a dozen passes between yourself and him, he shall not exceed you three hits : he hath laid on twelve for nine; and it would come to immediate trial, if your lordship would vouchsafe the answer.
Ham. How, if I answer no?'
Osr. I mean, my lord, the opposition of your person in trial.
Ham. Sir, I will walk here in the hall: if it please his majesty, it is the breathing time of day with me, let the foils be brought, the gentleman willing, and the king hold his purpose,
I will win for him, if I can; if not, I will gain nothing but my shame, and the odd hits. I Osr. Shall I deliver you so ?
227 Ham. To this effect, Sir; after what flourish your nature will. Osr. I commend my duty to your lordship.
[Exit. Ham. Yours, yours.
He does well to commend it himself; there are no tongues else for 's turn.
Hor. This lapwing runs away with the shell on his head.
Ham. He did comply with his dug before he sucked it. Thus has he (and many more of the same breed, that, I know, the drossy age dotes on) only got the tune of the time, and outward habit of encounter, a kind of yesty collection, which carries them through and through the most fond and winnowed opinions; and do but blow them to their trial, the bubbles are out. / Enter a Lord.
Lord. My lord, his majesty commended him to you by young Osrick, who brings back to him, that you attend him in the hall: he sends to know, if your pleasure hold to play with Laertes, or that you will take longer time.
Ham. I am constant to my purposes; they follow the king's pleasure: if his fitness speaks, mine is ready; now, or whensoever, provided I be so able as now.
Lord. The king, and queen, and all are coming down.
you to use some gentle entertain-
[Exit Lord. Hor. You will lose, my lord.
Ham. I do not think so: since he went into France, I 229 have been in continual practice; I shall win at the dds.
Thou would'st not think, how ill all 's here about my heart; but it is no matter.
Hor. Nay, good my lord,
Ham. It is but foolery; but it is such a kind of gaingiving, as would, perhaps, trouble a woman.
Hor. If your mind dislike any thing, obey it: I will forestall their repair hither, and say you are not fit.
Ham. Not a whit, we defy augury: there is a special providence in the fall of a sparrow. If it be now, it is not to come; if it be not to come, it will be now; if it be not now, yet it will come: the readiness is all.
Since no man, of aught he leaves, knows, what is 't to leave betimes :
Let be. I 230 A Table prepared ; Trumpets, Drums, and Officers with Cushions ;
King, Queen and all the State; Foils, Daggers, and LAERTES.
[The King puts the Hand of LAERTES into that of
His madness is poor Hamlet's enemy. I 231 Sir, in this audience,
Let my disclaiming from a purpos'd evil
I am satisfied in nature,