To have begg'd, or bought, what I have took: Good troth, I have stolen naught; nor would not though I had found Gold strew'd o' the floor. Here's money for my meat As I had made my meal; and parted Gui Money, youth? Arv. All gold and silver rather turn to dirt! As 'tis no better reckon'd, but of those Who worship dirty gods. ACT IV. BRAGGART. To who? to thee? What art thou? Have not I FOOL-HARDINESS. Being scarce made up, I mean, to man, he had not apprehension O thou goddess, INBORN ROYALTY. Thou divine nature, how thyself thou blazon'st Not wagging his sweet head: and yet as rough, That wildly grows in them, but yields a crop Enter ARVIRAGUS, bearing IMOGEN, as dead, in his arms. Bel. Look, here he comes The bird is dead And brings the dire occasion in his arms, Arv. Gui. O sweetest, fairest lily! Rel. O, melancholy Who ever yet could sound thy bottom? find The ooze, to show what coast thy sluggish crare* Might easiliest harbour in?--Thou blessed thing: Jove knows what man thou might'st have made; but I, Thou died'st a most rare boy of melancholy!— How found you him? Arv. Stark,† as you see: Thus smiling, as some fly had tickled slumber, Not as death's dart, being laugh'd at: his right cheek Reposing on a cushion. Gui. Arv. Where? O' the floor; His arms thus leagu'd: I thought, he slept; and put Gui. [ness With fairest flowers, Arv. I'll sweeten thy sad grave: Thou shalt not lack *Slow-sailing, unwieldy vessel. † Stiff. § The red-breast. 1 Those rich-left heirs, that let their fathers lie, Yea and furr'd moss besides, when flowers are none, Bel Great griefs, I see, medicine the less: for Is quite forgot. He was a queen's son, boys: Together, have one dust; yet reverence, (That angel of the world,) doth make distinction Gui. Pray you, fetch him hither, Thersites' body is as good as Ajax, When neither are alive. FUNERAL DIRGE. Gui. Fear no more the heat o' the sun, Home art gone, and ta'en thy wages: As chimney-sweepers come to dust. To thee the reed is as the oak: Consigns to thee, and come to dust. *Probably a corrupt reading for wither round thy † Punished.. corse. + Judgment. § Seal the same contract. Gui. No exorciser harm thee! IMOGEN AWAKING. Yes, sir, to Milford-Haven; Which is the way? I thank you-By yon bush?--Pray, how far thither? I have gone all night:-'Faith, I'll lie down and sleep, And cook to honest creatures: But 'tis not so; As a wren's eye, fear'd gods, a part of it! ACT V. A ROUTED ARMY. No blame be to you, sir; for all was lost, But that the heavens fought: The king himself Of his wings destitute, the army broken, And but the backs of Britons seen, all flying Through a straight lane; the enemy full-hearted, Lolling the tongue with slaughtering, having work More plentiful than tools to do't, struck down Some mortally, some slightly touch'd, some falling *This diminutive adjuration is derived from God's my pity. + An arrow. Merely through fear; that the straight pass was damm'd* With dead men, hurt behind, and cowards living To die with lengthen'd shame. DEATH. I, in mine own wo charm'd, Could not find death, where I did hear him groan; Nor feel him where he struck: Being an ugly mon. ster, 'Tis strange, he hides him in fresh cups, soft beds, Sweet words; or hath more ministers than we That draw his knives i' the war. HAMLET. ACT I. PRODIGIES. IN the most high and palmyf state of Rome, A little ere the mightiest Julius fell, The graves stood tenantless, and the sheeted dead As, stars with trains of fire and dews of blood, GHOSTS VANISH AT THE CROWING OF A COCK. Ber. It was about to speak when the cock crew Hor. And then it started like a guilty thing Upon a fearful summons. I have heard, The cock, that is the trumpet of the morn, Doth with his lofty and shrill sounding throat Awake the god of day; and, at his warning, Whether in sea or fire, in earth or air, The extravagant and erring§ spirit hies To his confine: and of the truth herein This present object made probation.]] Blocked up. § Wandering. † Victorious. + The moon. |