The Play within the Play
Hamlet: –Begin, murderer : pox, leave thy damnable faces, and begin.
Come : –the croaking raven doth bellow for revenge.
Lucianus: Thoughts black, hands apt, drugs fit, and time agreeing ;
Confederate season, else no creature seeing ;
Thou mixture rank, of midnight weeds collected,
With Hecate’s ban thrice blasted, thrice infected,
Thy natural magic and dire property,
On wholesome life usurp immediately.
[Pours the poisin into the Sleeper’s ears.
Hamlet: He poisons him i’ the garden for’s estate.
His name’s Gonzago : the story is extant, and writ in choice Italian You shall see anon, how the murderer gets the love of Gonzago’s wife.
Ophelia: The king rises.
Hamlet: What ! frighted with false fire ?
Queen: How fares my lord ?
Polonius: Give o’er the play.
King: Give me some light ! –away !
All: Lights, lights, lights !
[exeunt all but HAMLET and HORATIO.
Hamlet: Why, let the strucken deer go weep,
The hart ungalled play ;
For some must watch, while some must sleep :
Thus runs the world away.
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