hamlet, prince of denmark(哈姆雷特)-第24节
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medicine in the world can do thee good。 In thee there is not half an hour of
life。 The treacherous instrument is in thy hand; Unbated and envenom'd。
The foul practice Hath turn'd itself on me。 Lo; here I lie; Never to rise
again。 Thy mother's poison'd。 I can no more。 The King; the King's to
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blame。 Ham。 The point envenom'd too? Then; venom; to thy work。Hurts
the King。 All。 Treason! treason! King。 O; yet defend me; friends! I am but
hurt。 Ham。 Here; thou incestuous; murd'rous; damned Dane; Drink off this
potion! Is thy union here? Follow my mother。 King dies。 Laer。 He is justly
serv'd。 It is a poison temper'd by himself。 Exchange forgiveness with me;
noble Hamlet。 Mine and my father's death come not upon thee; Nor thine
on me! Dies。 Ham。 Heaven make thee free of it! I follow thee。 I am dead;
Horatio。 Wretched queen; adieu! You that look pale and tremble at this
chance; That are but mutes or audience to this act; Had I but time (as this
fell sergeant; Death; Is strict in his arrest) O; I could tell you… But let it be。
Horatio; I am dead; Thou liv'st; report me and my cause aright To the
unsatisfied。 Hor。 Never believe it。 I am more an antique Roman than a
Dane。 Here's yet some liquor left。 Ham。 As th'art a man; Give me the cup。
Let go! By heaven; I'll ha't。 O good Horatio; what a wounded name
(Things standing thus unknown) shall live behind me! If thou didst ever
hold me in thy heart; Absent thee from felicity awhile; And in this harsh
world draw thy breath in pain; To tell my story。 'March afar off; and shot
within。' What warlike noise is this? Osr。 Young Fortinbras; with conquest
come from Poland; To the ambassadors of England gives This warlike
volley。 Ham。 O; I die; Horatio! The potent poison quite o'ercrows my spirit。
I cannot live to hear the news from England; But I do prophesy th' election
lights On Fortinbras。 He has my dying voice。 So tell him; with th'
occurrents; more and less; Which have solicited… the rest is silence。 Dies。
Hor。 Now cracks a noble heart。 Good night; sweet prince; And flights of
angels sing thee to thy rest!'March within。' Why does the drum come
hither?
Enter Fortinbras and English Ambassadors; with Drum; Colours; and
Attendants。
Fort。 Where is this sight? Hor。 What is it you will see? If aught of woe
or wonder; cease your search。 Fort。 This quarry cries on havoc。 O proud
Death; What feast is toward in thine eternal cell That thou so many princes
at a shot So bloodily hast struck。 Ambassador。 The sight is dismal; And
our affairs from England come too late。 The ears are senseless that should
give us hearing To tell him his commandment is fulfill'd That Rosencrantz
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and Guildenstern are dead。 Where should we have our thanks? Hor。 Not
from his mouth; Had it th' ability of life to thank you。 He never gave
commandment for their death。 But since; so jump upon this bloody
question; You from the Polack wars; and you from England; Are here
arriv'd; give order that these bodies High on a stage be placed to the view;
And let me speak to the yet unknowing world How these things came
about。 So shall you hear Of carnal; bloody and unnatural acts; Of
accidental judgments; casual slaughters; Of deaths put on by cunning and
forc'd cause; And; in this upshot; purposes mistook Fall'n on th' inventors'
heads。 All this can I Truly deliver。 Fort。 Let us haste to hear it; And call the
noblest to the audience。 For me; with sorrow I embrace my fortune。 I have
some rights of memory in this kingdom Which now; to claim my vantage
doth invite me。 Hor。 Of that I shall have also cause to speak; And from his
mouth whose voice will draw on more。 But let this same be presently
perform'd; Even while men's minds are wild; lest more mischance On plots
and errors happen。 Fort。 Let four captains Bear Hamlet like a soldier to the
stage; For he was likely; had he been put on; To have prov'd most royally;
and for his passage The soldiers' music and the rites of war Speak loudly
for him。 Take up the bodies。 Such a sight as this Becomes the field but
here shows much amiss。 Go; bid the soldiers shoot。 Exeunt marching; after
the which a peal of ordnanceare shot off。
THE END
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