throwne on her:
Yet heere she is allowed her Virgin Rites,
[Sidenote: virgin Crants,[2]]
Her Maiden strewments,[3] and the bringing home
Of Bell and Buriall.[4]
_Laer_. Must there no more be done?
_Priest_. No more be done:[5] [Sidenote: _Doct._]
We should prophane the seruice of the dead,
To sing sage[6] _Requiem_, and such rest to her
[Sidenote: sing a Requiem]
As to peace-parted Soules.
_Laer_. Lay her i'th' earth,
And from her faire and vnpolluted flesh,
May Violets spring. I tell thee (churlish Priest)
A Ministring Angell shall my Sister be,
When thou liest howling?
_Ham_. What, the faire _Ophelia_?[7]
_Queene_. Sweets, to the sweet farewell.[8]
[Sidenote: 118] I hop'd thou should'st haue bin my _Hamlets_ wife:
I thought thy Bride-bed to haue deckt (sweet Maid)
And not t'haue strew'd thy Graue. [Sidenote: not haue]
_Laer_. Oh terrible woer,[9] [Sidenote: O treble woe]
Fall ten times trebble, on that cursed head [Sidenote: times double on]
Whose wicked deed, thy most Ingenioussence
Depriu'd thee of. Hold off the earth a while,
Till I haue caught her once more in mine armes:
_Leaps in the graue._[10]
Now pile your dust, vpon the quicke, and dead,
Till of this flat a Mountaine you haue made,
To o're top old _Pelion_, or the skyish head [Sidenote: To'retop]
Of blew _Olympus_.[11]
_Ham_.[12] What is he, whose griefes [Sidenote: griefe]
Beares such an Emphasis? whose phrase of Sorrow
[Footnote 1: 'Shardes' _not in Quarto._ It means _potsherds_.]
[Footnote 2: chaplet--_German_ krantz, used even for virginity itself.]
[Footnote 3: strewments with _white_ flowers. (?)]
[Footnote 4: the burial service.]
[Footnote 5: as an exclamation, I think.]
[Footnote 6: Is the word _sage_ used as representing the unfitness of a
requiem to her state of mind? or is it only from its kindred with
_solemn_? It was because she was not 'peace-parted' that they could not
sing _rest_ to her.]
[Footnote 7: _Everything_ here depends on the actor.]
[Footnote 8: I am not sure the queen is not _apostrophizing_ the flowers
she is throwing into or upon the coffin: 'Sweets, be my farewell to the
sweet.']
[Footnote 9: The Folio _may_ be right here:--'Oh terrible wooer!--May
ten times treble thy misfortunes fall' &c.]
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