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[A plain in Denmark] Enter FORTINBRAS, [a Captain,] and army, [marching] For. Go, captain, from me greet the Danish king. | |
| Tell him that, by his license, Fortinbras | |
| Claims the conveyance of a promisd march | |
| Over his kingdom. You know the rendezvous. | 4 |
| If that his Majesty would aught with us, | |
| We shall express our duty in his eye; 1 | |
| And let him know so. | |
| Cap. I will do t, my lord. | 8 |
| For. Go softly 2 on. Exeunt FORTINBRAS [and Soldiers]. | |
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[Enter HAMLET, ROSENCRANTZ, and others Ham. Good sir, whose powers are these? | |
| Cap. They are of Norway, sir. | |
| Ham. How purposd, sir, I pray you? | 12 |
| Cap. Against some part of Poland. | |
| Ham. Who commands them, sir? | |
| Cap. The nephew to old Norway, Fortinbras. | |
| Ham. Goes it against the main of Poland, sir, | 16 |
| Or for some frontier? | |
| Cap. Truly to speak, and with no addition, | |
| We go to gain a little patch of ground | |
| That hath in it no profit but the name. | 20 |
| To pay five ducats, five, I would not farm it; | |
| Nor will it yield to Norway or the Pole | |
| A ranker rate, should it be sold in fee. | |
| Ham. Why, then the Polack never will defend it. | 24 |
| Cap. Yes, it is already garrisond. | |
| Ham. Two thousand souls and twenty thousand ducats | |
| Will not debate the question of this straw. | |
| This is the imposthume 3 of much wealth and peace, | 28 |
| That inward breaks, and shows no cause without | |
| Why the man dies. I humbly thank you, sir. | |
| Cap. God buy you, sir. [Exit.] | |
| Ros. Willt please you go, my lord? | 32 |
| Ham. Ill be with you straight. Go a little before. [Exeunt all except HAMLET.] | |
| How all occasions do inform against me, | |
| And spur my dull revenge? What is a man, | |
| If his chief good and market of his time | 36 |
| Be but to sleep and feed? A beast, no more. | |
| Sure, He that made us with such large discourse, | |
| Looking before and after, gave us not | |
| That capability and god-like reason | 40 |
| To fust 4 in us unusd. Now, whether it be | |
| Bestial oblivion, or some craven scruple | |
| Of thinking too precisely on the event, | |
| A thought which, quarterd, hath but one part wisdom | 44 |
| And ever three parts coward,I do not know | |
| Why yet I live to say, This things to do, | |
| Sith I have cause and will and strength and means | |
| To dot. Examples gross as earth exhort me; | 48 |
| Witness this army of such mass and charge 5 | |
| Led by a delicate and tender prince, | |
| Whose spirit with divine ambition puffd | |
| Makes mouths at the invisible event, | 52 |
| Exposing what is mortal and unsure | |
| To all that fortune, death, and danger dare, | |
| Even for an egg-shell. Rightly to be great | |
| Is not to stir without great argument, 6 | 56 |
| But greatly to find quarrel in a straw | |
| When honours at the stake. How stand I then, | |
| That have a father killd, a mother staind, | |
| Excitements of my reason and my blood, | 60 |
| And let all sleep, while to my shame I see | |
| The imminent death of twenty thousand men, | |
| That for a fantasy and trick 7 of fame | |
| Go to their graves like beds, fight for a plot | 64 |
| Whereon the numbers cannot try the cause, | |
| Which is not tomb enough and continent 8 | |
| To hide the slain? O, from this time forth, | |
| My thoughts be bloody, or be nothing worth!] Exit. | 68 |