hose time-pleasing tongs;
To glose with them that loues to heare their praise;
And not with such as thou _Horatio_.
There is a play to night, &c.]
[Footnote 10: A pregnant figure and phrase, requiring thought.]
[Footnote 11: 'since my real self asserted its dominion, and began to
rule my choice,' making it pure, and withdrawing it from the tyranny of
impulse and liking.]
[Footnote 12: The old word _medle_ is synonymous with _mingle._]
[Footnote 13: To Hamlet, the lordship of man over himself, despite of
circumstance, is a truth, and therefore a duty.]
[Footnote 14: The man who has chosen his friend thus, is hardly himself
one to act without sufficing reason, or take vengeance without certain
proof of guilt.]
[Footnote 15: He justifies the phrase, repeating it.]
[Footnote 16: --apologetic for having praised him to his face.]
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There is a Play to night before the King,
One Scoene of it comes neere the Circumstance
Which I haue told thee, of my Fathers death.
I prythee, when thou see'st that Acte a-foot,[1]
Euen with the verie Comment of my[2] Soule [Sidenote: thy[2] soule]
Obserue mine Vnkle: If his occulted guilt, [Sidenote: my Vncle,]
Do not it selfe vnkennell in one speech,
[Sidenote: 58] It is a damned Ghost that we haue seene:[3]
And my Imaginations are as foule
As Vulcans Stythe.[4] Giue him needfull note,
[Sidenote: stithy; | heedfull]
For I mine eyes will riuet to his Face:
And after we will both our iudgements ioyne,[5]
To censure of his seeming.[6] [Sidenote: in censure]
_Hora._ Well my Lord.
If he steale ought the whil'st this Play is Playing. [Sidenote: if a]
And scape detecting, I will pay the Theft.[1] [Sidenote: detected,]
_Enter King, Queene, Polonius, Ophelia, Rosincrance,
Guildensterne, and other Lords attendant with
his Guard carrying Torches. Danish March.
Sound a Flourish._
[Sidenote: _Enter Trumpets and Kettle Drummes, King, Queene,
Polonius, Ophelia._]
_Ham._ They are comming to the Play: I must
[Sidenote: 60, 156, 178] be idle.[7] Get you a place.
_King._ How fares our Cosin _Hamlet_?
_Ham._ Excellent Ifaith, of the Camelions dish:
[Sidenote: 154] I eate the Ayre promise-cramm'd,[8] you cannot feed
Capons so.[9]
_King._ I haue nothing with this answer _Hamlet_,
these words are not mine.[10]
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