Hamlet by William Shake-Speare, 1603 (Paperback)

This historic book may have numerous typos and missing text. Purchasers can usually download a free scanned copy of the original book (without typos) from the publisher. Not indexed. Not illustrated. 1860 edition. Excerpt: ...Who pluckes me by the beard, or twites my nose, Giue's me the lie i'th throate downe to the lungs, Sure I should take it, or else I haue no gall, See p. II42 Or by this I should a fatted all the region kites With this flaues offell, this damned villaine, Treacherous, bawdy, murderous villaine: Why this is braue, that I the sonne of my deare father, Should like a scalion, like a very drabbe Thus raile in wordes. About my braine, I haue heard that guilty creatures sitting at a play, Prince of Denmarke. No trauiler returnes, puzzels the will, And makes vs rather beare those ills we haue, Then flie to others that we know not of. Thus conscience dooes make cowards, And thus the natiue hiew of resolution Is sickled ore with the pale cast of thought, And enterprises of great pitch and moment, With this regard theyr currents turne awry, And loose the name of action. Soft you now, The faire Ophelia, Nimph in thy orizons Be all my sinnes remembred. Op h. Good my Lord, How dooes your honour for this many a day? Ham. I humbly thanke you well. Oph. My Lord, I haue remembrances of yours That I haue longed long to redeliuer, Oph. My honored Lord, you know right well you did, And with them words of so sweet breath composd As made these things more rich, their perfume lost, Take these againe, for to the noble mind Rich gifts wax poore when giuers prooue vnkind, There my Lord. Ham. Ha, ha, are you honest. Oph. My Lord. Ham. Are you faire? Oph. What meanes your Lordship? Ham. That if you be honest & faire, you should admit no discourse to your beautie. Oph. Could beauty my Lord haue better comerse Then with honestie? Ham. I truly, for the power of beautie will sooner transsorme honestie from what it is to a bawde, then the force of honestie can translate...