And hit the woundless air-O, come away; [Exeunt. Enter Hamlet. Ham. Safely ftowed. Gentlemen within Hamlet! Lord Hamlet! Ham. What noife? who calls on Hamlet? Oh, here they come. Enter Rofincrantz, and Guildenstern. Rof. What have you done, my Lord, with the dead body? Ham. Compounded it with duft, whereto 'tis kin, Rof. Tell us where 'tis, that we may take it thence, And bear it to the chapel. Ham. Do not believe it. Rof. Believe what? Ham. That I can keep your counfel, and not mine own. Besides, to be demanded of a spunge, what replication should be made by the son of a King? Rof. Take you me for a fpunge, my Lord? 6 Ham. Ay, Sir, that fokes up the King's countenance, his rewards, his authorities. But fuch officers do the King best service in the end; he keeps them, likẹ an apple, in the corner of his jaw; firft mouth'd, to be laft fwallow'd. When he needs what you have glean'd, it is but squeezing you, and, fpunge, you hall be dry again. Rof. I understand you not, my Lord. Ham. I am glad of it; a knavish speech fleeps in a foolish ear. Rof. My Lord, you must tell us where the body is, and go with us to the King. Hem The body is with the King, but the King is not with the body. The King is a thingGuil. A thing, my Lord? 8 Ham. Of nothing. Bring me to him. and all after. Hide fox, SCENE III. Enter King. King. I've fent to seek him, and to find the body. Who like not in their judgment, but their eyes: 7 The body is with the King,] This anfwer I do not comprehend. Perhaps it fhould be, The body is not with the King, for the King is not with the body. 8 Of nothing.] Should it not be read, Or nothing? When the courtiers remark, that Hamlet has contemptuously called the 9 Hide fox,] There is a play 1 Enter Rofincrantz. How now? what hath befall'n? Rof. Where the dead body is beftow'd, my Lord, We cannot get from him. King. But where is he? Rof. Without my Lord, guarded, to know your pleafure. King. Bring him before us. Rof. Ho, Guildenstern! bring in my Lord. Enter Hamlet, and Guildenstern. King. Now, Hamlet, where's Polonius? King. At fupper? where? Ham. Not where he eats, but where he is eaten; a certain convocation of politique worms are e'en at him. Your worm is your only Emperor for diet. We fat all creatures elfe to fat us, and we fat ourselves for maggots. Your fat King and your lean beggar is but variable fervice, two dishes but to one table. That's the end. King. Alas, alas! Ham. A man may fish with the worm that bath eat of a King, eat of the fish that had fed of that worm. King. What doth thou mean by this? Ham Nothing, but to fhow you how a King may go a progrefs through the guts of a beggar. King. Where is Polonius? Ham. In heav'n, fend thither to fee. If your meffenger find him not there, feek him i' th' other place yourself. But, indeed, if you find him not within this month, you fhall nofe him as you go up the stairs into the lobby. King. Go feek him there. Ham. He will stay 'till ye come. King. Hamlet, this deed, for thine especial safety, Which we do tender, as we dearly grieve For that which thou haft down, muft fend thee hence Ham. For England? King. So is it, if thou knew'ft our purposes. Ham. I fee a Cherub, that fees them. But come. For England! Farewel, dear mother. King. Thy loving father, Hamlet. Ham. My mother. Father and mother is man and wife; man and wife is one flefh, and, fo, My Mother. Come. For England. [Exit. King. Follow him at foot. Tempt him with speed aboard; Delay it not, I'll have him hence to night. Away, for every thing is feal'd and done That else leans on th' affair. Pray you, make haste. [Exeunt Rof. and Guild. After the Danish fword, and thy free awe 1 —the wind at help,] I fuppose it should be read, The bark is ready, and the 2 -Jet by Our fovereign process,] So Hanmer. The others have only Jet. By By letters conjuring to that effect, The prefent death of Hamlet. Do it, England: For. SCENE IV., A Camp, on the Frontiers of Denmark. Enter Fortinbras, with an Army. Captain, from me greet the Danis Tell him, that, by his licenfe, Fortinbras Cap. I will do't, my Lord. For. Go foftly on. [Exit Fortinbras with the Army. Enter Hamlet, Rofincrantz, Guildenstern, &c. Ham. Good Sir, whofe Powers are these? Capt. They are of Norway, Sir. Ham. How purpos'd, Sir, I pray you? Capt. Against fome part of Poland. Ham. Who commands them, Sir? Capt. The nephew of old Norway, Fortinbras. Or for fome frontier? 3 Howe'er m: hap, my joys will ne'er begin.] This being the termination of a fcene, fhould, according to our authour's cuf, 6 |