Hor. Oh yes, my lord, he wore his beaver up. Hor. A count'nance more in forrow than in anger. Hor. Nay, very pale. Ham. And fixt his eyes upon you? Hor. Most constantly. Ham. I would I had been there. Hor. It would have much amaz❜d you. Ham. Very like; ftaid it long? Hor. While one with moderate haste might tell a hundred. All. Longer, longer. Hor. Not when I faw't. Ham. His beard was grifly? Hor. It was, as I have seen it in his life, A fable-filver'd. Ham. I'll watch to-night; perchance 'twill walk again. Hor. I warrant you it will, Ham. If it affume my noble father's person, I'll speak to it, tho' hell it self should gape d And whatsoever shall befall to-night, tenable: Upon Upon the platform 'twixt eleven and twelve All. Our duty to your honour. Ham. Your love, as mine to you: farewel. My father's spirit in arms! all is not well; I doubt fome foul play: would the night were come; Laer. SCENE V. An Apartment in Polonius's house. Y neceffaries are imbark'd, farewel; MY And fifter, as the winds give benefit, And convoy is affiftant; do not fleep, But let me hear from you. Oph. Do you doubt that? Laer. For Hamlet, and the trifling of his favours, Hold it a fashion and a toy in blood, A violet in the youth of primy nature, Forward, not permanent, tho' sweet, not lasting, No more. Oph. No more but so? Laer. Think it no more: For nature crescent does not grow alone, [Exeunt. [Exit. • The fuppliance of a minute. tthews, or qualities. ffoil. fear. His greatness weigh'd, his will is not his own: h May give his saying deed; which is no further, Fear it, Ophelia, fear it, my dear sister, Oph I fhall th' effects of this good lesson keep, Shew me the steep and thorny way to heav'n; Whilft like a puft and careless libertine, VOL. VI. 62 and force. Zz Him 6 Himself the primrose path of dalliance treads, † And recks not his own reed. Laer. Oh, fear me not. SCENE VI Enter Polonius. I stay too long; -- but here my father comes: Occafion fmiles upon a fecond leave. Pol. Yet here, Laertes! get aboard for fhame, The wind fits in the fhoulder of your fail, And you are staid for there. My bleffing with you; And these few precepts in thy memory See thou character. "Give thy thoughts no tongue, Nor any unproportion'd thought his act: Be thou familiar, but by no means vulgar; The friends thou haft, and their adoption try'd, 'But do not dull thy palm with entertainment Of each new-hatch'd, unfledg'd comrade. Beware • Of Entrance to a quarrel: but being in, 'Bear't that th' oppofed may beware of thee. 'Give ev'ry man thine ear; but few thy voice. Take each man's cenfure; but reserve thy judgment. Coftly thy habit as thy purse can buy, But not exprest in fancy; rich, not gaudy: For the apparel oft proclaims the man, And they in France of the beft rank and station For loan oft lofes both it felf and friend: A borrowing dulls the edge of husbandry. trecks not his own reed, that is, heeds not his own leffons. This above all; to thine own felf be true; Laer. Most humbly do I take my leave, my lord. Oph. 'Tis in my mem'ry lockt, And you your self shall keep the key of it. Laer. Farewel. Pol. What is't, Ophelia, he said to you? [Exit Laer. Oph. So please you, something touching the lord Hamlet 'Tis told me he hath very oft of late Given private time to you; and you your self Have of audience been moft free and bounteous. your If it be fo, as fo 'tis put on me, And that in way of caution, I must tell you, You do not understand your self so clearly, your What is between you? give me up the truth. Oph. He hath, my lord, of late, made many tenders Of his affection to me. Pol. Affection! puh! you speak like a green girl, Unfifted in such perilous circumftance. Do you believe his tenders, as you call them? Oph. I do not know, my lord, what I should think. Which are not sterling. Tender your self more dearly; Wronging it thus, you'll tender me a fool. Z z 2 Oph. |