Shakespeare, William · published 1603 · first performed or written 1601 [1600-1601] (Annals) tragedy · Lord Chamberlain's (Hunsdon's) Men · at University unassigned nearest T1 Death, grief and revenge · 498 words · other edition — not in the analysis
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Grief upon grief, my father murdered, My sister thus distracted: Cursed be his soul that wrought this wicked act. Content you good Leartes for a time, Although I know your grief is as a flood, Brim full of sorrow, but forbear a while, And think already the revenge is done On him that makes you such a hapless son. You have prevailed my Lord, a while I'll strive, To bury grief within a tomb of wrath, Which once vnhearsed, than the world shall hear Leartes had a father he held dear. No more of that, ere many days be done, You shall hear that you do not dream upon. Madame, your son is safe arriv'de in Denmark, This letter I even now received of him, Whereas he writes how he escaped the danger, And subtle treason that the king had plotted, Being crossed by the contention of the winds, He found the Packet sent to the king of England, Wherein he saw himself betrayed to death, As at his next conversion with your grace, He will relate the circumstance at full. Then I perceive there's treason in his looks That seemed to sugar o'er his villainy: But I will sooth and please him for a time, For murderous minds are always jealous, But know not you Horatio where he is? Yes Madam, and he hath appointed me To my eat him on the east side of the City To morrow morning. O fail not, good Horatio, and withal, commend me A mother's care to him, bid him a while Be wary of his presence, lest that he Fail in that he goes about. Madam, never make doubt of that: I think by this the news be come to court: He is arriv'de, observe the king, and you shall Quickly find, Hamlet being here, Things fell not to his mind. But what became of Gilderstone and Rossencraft? He being set a shore, they went for England, And in the Packet there writ down that doom To be performed on them pointed for him: And by great chance he had his father's Seal, So all was done without discovery. Thanks be to heaven for blessing of the prince, Horatio once again I take my leave, With thousand mother's blessings to my son. Madam adieu. Hamlet from England! is it possible? What chance is this? they are gone, and he come home. O he is welcome, by my soul he is: At it my jocund heart doth leap for joy, That I shall live to tell him, thus he dies. Leartes, content yourself, be ruled by me, And you shall have no let for your revenge. My will, not all the world. Nay but Leartes, mark the plot I have laid, I have heard him often with a greedy wish, Upon some praise that he hath heard of you Touching your weapon, which with all his heart, He might be once tasked for to try your cunning. And how for this?
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Original spelling (EEBO-TCP, unregularized)
Griefe vpon griefe, my father murdered, My sister thus distracted: Cursed be his soule that wrought this wicked act. Content you good Leartes for a time, Although I know your griefe is as a floud, Brimme full of sorrow, but forbeare a while, And thinke already the reuenge is done On him that makes you such a haplesse sonne. You haue preuail'd my Lord, a while I'le striue, To bury griefe within a tombe of wrath, Which once vnhearsed, then the world shall heare Leartes had a father he held deere. No more of that, ere many dayes be done, You shall heare that you do not dreame vpon. Madame, your fonne is safe arriv'de in Denmarke, This letter I euen now receiv'd of him, Whereas he writes how he escap't the danger, And subtle treason that the king had plotted, Being crossed by the contention of the windes, He found the Packet sent to the king of England, Wherein he saw himselfe betray'd to death, As at his next conuersion with your grace, He will relate the circumstance at full. Then I perceiue there's treason in his lookes That seem'd to sugar o're his villanie: But I will soothe and please him for a time, For murderous mindes are alwayes jealos, But know not you Horatio where he is? Yes Madame, and he hath appoynted me To m ete hm on the east side of the Cittie To morrow morning. O faile not, good Horatio, and withall, commend me A mothers care to him, bid him a while Be wary of his presence, lest that he Faile in that he goes about. Madam, neuer make doubt of that: I thinke by this the news be come to court: He is arriv'de, obserue the king, and you shall Quickely finde, Hamlet being here, Things fell not to his minde. But what became of Gilderstone and Rossencraft? He being set a shore, they went for England, And in the Packet there writ down that doome To be perform'd on them poynted for him: And by great chance he had his fathers Seale, So all was done without discouerie. Thankes be to heauen for blessing of the prince, Horatio once againe I take my leaue, With thowsand mothers blessings to my sonne. Madam adue. Hamlet from England! is it possible? What chance is this? they are gone, and he come home. O he is welcome, by my soule he is: At it my iocund heart doth leape for ioy, That I shall liue to tell him, thus he dies. Leartes, content your selfe, be rulde by me, And you shall haue no let for your reuenge. My will, not all the world. Nay but Leartes, marke the plot I haue layde, I haue heard him often with a greedy wish, Vpon some praise that he hath heard of you Touching your weapon, which with all his heart, He might be once tasked for to try your cunning. And how for this?