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Thou liv❜ft, report me and my cause aright
To the unfatisfied.

Hor. Never; believe it:

I'm more an antique Roman than a Dane;
Here's yet fome liquor left:

Ham. As th'art a man,

Give me the cup; let go; by heav'n, I'll have't.
Oh good Horatio, what a wounded name,

Things ftanding thus unknown, fhall live behind me?
If thou didst 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 fhout within.

What warlike noife is this?

SCENE VI.

Enter Ofrick.

Ofr. Young Fortinbras, with conqueft come from Poland,

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To the 'ambaffador of England gives

This warlike volley.

Ham. O, I die, Horatio:

The potent poifon quite o'er-grows my spirit,
I cannot live to hear the news from England.
But I do prophefie th' election lights

On Fortinbras; he has my dying voice;
So tell him, with th' occurrents more or less,
Which have folicited.The reft is filence.

[Dies.

Hor. Now cracks a noble heart; good-night, fweet

Prince;

And flights of Angels fing thee to thy reft!

Why does the drum come hither?

Enter Fortinbras and English Ambassador, with drum, colours, and Attendants.

Fort. Where is this fight?

Hor. What is it you would fee?

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If aught of woe or wonder, cease your search.
Fort. This quarry cries 3 'out, havock ! Oh proud death!
What feaft is tow'rd in thine eternal cell,

That thou fo many Princes at a fhot
So bloodily haft ftruck?

Amb. The fight is dismal,

And our affairs from England come too late;
The ears are fenfelefs that fhould give us hearing.
To tell him his commandment is fulfill'd,
That Rofincroffe and Guildenstern are dead,
Where fhould 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 fince fo full 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 fpeak to th' yet unknowing world,
How these things came about. So fhall you hear
Of cruel, bloody, and unnatural acts,
Of accidental judgments, cafual flaughters,
Of deaths put on by cunning, and forc'd caufe,
And in this upfhot, purposes miftook

Fall'n on th' inventors heads. All this can I
Truly deliver.

Fort. Let us hafte to hear it,

And call the nobleft to the audience.

For me, with forrow I embrace my fortune,
I have fome rights of memory in this kingdom,
Which now to claim, my vantage doth invite me.
Hor. Of that I fhall have alfo cause to speak,

And from his mouth whofe voice will draw on more:
But let this fame be prefently perform'd,

Ev'n while men's minds are wild, left more mischance
Qn plots and errors happen.

Fort. Let four captains

3 on havock!

Bear

Bear Hamlet like a foldier to the stage,
For he was likely, had he been put on,

To have prov'd moft royally. And for his paffage,
The foldiers mufick, and the rites of war,

Speak loudly for him!

Take up the body: fuch a fight as this

Becomes the field; but here fhews much amifs.
Go, bid the foldiers shoot.

[Exeunt marching: after which, a peal of ordnance is
foot off.

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OTHELLO,

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MOOR of VENICE.

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