Laer. My will, not all the world; And for my means, I'll husband them so weli, They shall go far with little. King. Good Laertes, If you desire to know the certainty Of your dear father, is't writ in your revenge, That sweep-stake you will draw both friend and Winner and loser ? Laer. None but his enemies. [foe, King. Will you know them then? [armis, Laer. To his good friends thus wide I'll ope my And, like the kind life-rendering pelican, (65) Repast them with my blood. Fig. 70. (65) Figure 70 gives a view of the pelican in the moon, as formed out of the head and shoulders of Laertes there, (drawn above in figure 57;) the shadows of which it is composed are, in Hudibras, frequently assimilated to a goose, as noticed there King. Why, now you speak Like a good child, and a true gentleman. [A noise within.] "Let her come in." Enter OPHELIA, fantastically dressed with straws and flowers. : O heat, dry up my brains! tears, seven times salt, Oph. "They bore him bare-faced on the bier, " And on his grave rain'd many a tear. "Fare ye well, my dove!" Laer. Hadst thou thy wits, and didst persuade It could not move thus. [revenge, Oph. You must sing, down-a-down, and you call him a-down-a. O how the wheel becomes it! ! it is the false steward that stole his master's daughter. Laer. This nothing's more than matter. Oph. There's rosemary, that's for remembrance; pray, love, remember; and there's pansies, that's for thoughts. Laer. A document in madness, thoughts and remembrance fitted. Oph. There's fennel for you, and columbines; there's rue for you, and here's some for me. (66) (66) Rue. Ophelia's rue is formed of the resemblance to that plant as held in her hand; but that of Laertes is different, (she says, in fact, that he must wear his with adifference, and I take his to be formed of the letters composing the word Rue (viz. R, V or U, E) as inscribed on his person in the moon, and drawn therefrom in figure 71. The mention made presently of dove and sweet-robin will be noticed hereafter. We may call it herb of grace o' Sundays: you may wear your rue with a difference. There's a daisy; I would give you some violets, but they withered all when my father died; they say he made a good end : " For bonny sweet Robin is all my joy." Laer. Thought, and affliction, passion, hell itself, She turns to favour, and to prettiness. Oph. " And will he not come again? " And will he not come again? "No, no, he is dead, go to thy death-bed. "His beard was white as snow, " All flaxen was his pole : "He is gone, he is gone, and we cast away moan, "Gramercy on his soul!" And of all Christian souls! God b'w'ye. [Exit Ophelia. Laer. Do you see this, you Gods! King. Laertes, I must commune with your grief, They find us touched, we will our kingdom give Be you content to lend your patience to us; To give it due content. "Laer: Let this be so. His means of death, his obscure funeral, No trophy, sword, nor hatchment o'er his bones, Cry to be heard, as 'twere from heaven to earth, King. So you shalt: And where the offence is, let the great axe fall. I pray you, go with me. [Exeunt. Enter HORATIO, with an Attendant. Hor. What are they that would speak with me? Hor. Let them come in. ersh [for you. I do not know from what part of the world Enter Sailors./ Sail. God bless you, Sir. (67) ; (67) If the south side of the moon be placed uppermost, figure 72 will give a view of the ship before alluded to, with Hamlet and his companions, and the sailors, in different parts of it, together with the pump and hour-glass, often before mentioned, and made up of the shadows scattered over the whole surface of the moon. The particular |