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Alexander Pope [1747], The works of Shakespear in eight volumes. The Genuine Text (collated with all the former Editions, and then corrected and emended) is here settled: Being restored from the Blunders of the first Editors, and the Interpolations of the two Last: with A Comment and Notes, Critical and Explanatory. By Mr. Pope and Mr. Warburton (Printed for J. and P. Knapton, [and] S. Birt [etc.], London) [word count] [S11301].
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SCENE IV. Enter Polonius, Rosincrantz, and Guildenstern.


How now, my lord; will the King hear this piece of work?

Pol.
And the Queen too, and that presently.

Ham.
Bid the Players make haste. [Exit Polonius.
Will you two help to hasten them?

Both.
We will, my lord.
[Exeunt.

Ham.
What, ho, Horatio!
Enter Horatio to Hamlet.

Hor.
Here, sweet lord, at your service.

Ham.
Horatio, thou art e'en as just a Man,

-- 189 --


As e'er my conversation coap'd withal.

Hor.
Oh my dear lord,—

&wlquo;Ham.
&wlquo;Nay, do not think, I flatter:
&wlquo;For what advancement may I hope from thee,
&wlquo;That no revenue hast, but thy good spirits,
&wlquo;To feed and cloath thee? Should the poor be flatter'd?
&wlquo;No, let the candied tongue lick absurd Pomp,
&wlquo;And crook the pregnant hinges of the knee,
&wlquo;Where thrift may follow fawning. Dost thou hear?
&wlquo;Since my dear soul was mistress of her choice,
&wlquo;And could of men distinguish, her election
&wlquo;Hath seal'd thee for herself. For thou hast been
&wlquo;As one, in suffering all, that suffers nothing:
&wlquo;A man, that fortune's buffets and rewards
&wlquo;Hast ta'en with equal thanks. And blest are those,
&wlquo;Whose blood and judgment are so well comingled,
&wlquo;That they are not a pipe for fortune's finger,
&wlquo;To sound what stop she please. Give me that man,
&wlquo;That is not passion's slave, and I will wear him
&wlquo;In my heart's core: ay, in my heart of heart,
As I do thee.—Something too much of this.—
There is a Play to night before the King,
One Scene of it comes near the circumstance,
Which I have told thee, of my father's death.
I pr'ythee, when thou see'st that Act a-foot,
Ev'n with the very comment of thy soul
Observe mine uncle: if his occult guilt
Do not itself unkennel in one speech,
It is a damned Ghost that we have seen:
And my imaginations are as foul
As Vulcan's Stithy. Give him heedful note;
For I mine eyes will rivet to his face;
And, after, we will both our judgments join,
In censure of his Seeming.

Hor.
Well, my lord.

-- 190 --


If he steal aught, the whilst this Play is playing,
And 'scape detecting, I will pay the theft.
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Alexander Pope [1747], The works of Shakespear in eight volumes. The Genuine Text (collated with all the former Editions, and then corrected and emended) is here settled: Being restored from the Blunders of the first Editors, and the Interpolations of the two Last: with A Comment and Notes, Critical and Explanatory. By Mr. Pope and Mr. Warburton (Printed for J. and P. Knapton, [and] S. Birt [etc.], London) [word count] [S11301].
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