Page 291 - Shakespeare - Vol. 3

LUCIANUS

Thoughts black, hands apt, drugs fit, and time agreeing,
Confederate season, else no creature seeing, [250]
Thou mixture rank, of midnight weeds collected,

With Hecate’s ban thrice blasted, thrice infected,
Thy natural magic and dire property
On wholesome life usurps immediately.
Pours the poison in the sleeper’s ears.

HAMLET
A poisons him i’th’ garden for his estate. [255] His name’s Gonzago. The story

is extant, and written in very 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? [260]

QUEEN
How fares my lord?

POLONIUS
Give o’er the play.

KING

Give me some light. Away.

POLONIUS

Lights, lights, lights.
Exeunt all but Hamlet and Horatio.

HAMLET
Why, let the strucken deer go weep, [265]
The hart ungalled play;
For some must watch while some must sleep,