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medicine in the world can do thee good。 In thee there is not half an hour of
life。 The treacherous instrument is in thy hand； Unbated and envenom'd。
The foul practice Hath turn'd itself on me。 Lo； here I lie； Never to rise
again。 Thy mother's poison'd。 I can no more。 The King； the King's to
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blame。 Ham。 The point envenom'd too？ Then； venom； to thy work。Hurts
the King。 All。 Treason！ treason！ King。 O； yet defend me； friends！ I am but
hurt。 Ham。 Here； thou incestuous； murd'rous； damned Dane； Drink off this
potion！ Is thy union here？ Follow my mother。 King dies。 Laer。 He is justly
serv'd。 It is a poison temper'd by himself。 Exchange forgiveness with me；
noble Hamlet。 Mine and my father's death come not upon thee； Nor thine
on me！ Dies。 Ham。 Heaven make thee free of it！ I follow thee。 I am dead；
Horatio。 Wretched queen； adieu！ You that look pale and tremble at this
chance； That are but mutes or audience to this act； Had I but time （as this
fell sergeant； Death； Is strict in his arrest） O； I could tell you… But let it be。
Horatio； I am dead； Thou liv'st； report me and my cause aright To the
unsatisfied。 Hor。 Never believe it。 I am more an antique Roman than a
Dane。 Here's yet some liquor left。 Ham。 As th'art a man； Give me the cup。
Let go！ By heaven； I'll ha't。 O good Horatio； what a wounded name
（Things standing thus unknown） shall live behind me！ If thou didst ever
hold me in thy heart； 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。 O； I die； Horatio！ The potent poison quite o'ercrows my spirit。
I cannot live to hear the news from England； But I do prophesy th' election
lights On Fortinbras。 He has my dying voice。 So tell him； with th'
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！＇March within。＇ Why does the drum come
hither？
Enter Fortinbras and English Ambassadors； with Drum； Colours； and
Attendants。
Fort。 Where is this sight？ Hor。 What is it you will 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。 Ambassador。 The sight is dismal； And
our affairs from England come too late。 The ears are senseless that should
give us hearing To tell him his commandment is fulfill'd That Rosencrantz
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and Guildenstern are dead。 Where should we have our thanks？ Hor。 Not
from his mouth； Had it th' ability of life to thank you。 He never gave
commandment for their death。 But since； so jump upon this bloody
question； You from the Polack wars； and you from England； Are here
arriv'd； give order that these bodies High on a stage be placed to the view；
And let me speak to the yet unknowing world How these things came
about。 So shall you hear Of carnal； bloody and unnatural acts； Of
accidental judgments； casual slaughters； Of deaths put on by cunning and
forc'd cause； And； in this upshot； purposes mistook Fall'n on th' inventors'
heads。 All this can I Truly deliver。 Fort。 Let us haste to hear it； And call the
noblest to the audience。 For me； with sorrow I embrace my fortune。 I have
some rights of memory in this kingdom Which now； to claim my vantage
doth invite me。 Hor。 Of that I shall have also cause to speak； And from his
mouth whose voice will draw on more。 But let this same be presently
perform'd； Even while men's minds are wild； lest more mischance On plots
and errors happen。 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 passage The soldiers' music and the rites of war Speak loudly
for him。 Take up the bodies。 Such a sight as this Becomes the field but
here shows much amiss。 Go； bid the soldiers shoot。 Exeunt marching； after
the which a peal of ordnanceare shot off。
THE END
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