Tragedies: The Tragedy of Hamlet, Prince of Denmark. Romeo and Juliet. Macbeth / Трагедии: Трагедия Гамлета, принца Датского. Ромео и Джульетта. Макбет. Уильям Шекспир

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СКАЧАТЬ an enmity with blood of man

      That swift as quicksilver it courses through

      The natural gates and alleys of the body;

      And with a sudden vigour it doth posset

      And curd, like eager droppings into milk,

      The thin and wholesome blood. So did it mine;

      And a most instant tetter bark’d about,

      Most lazar-like, with vile and loathsome crust

      All my smooth body.

      Thus was I, sleeping, by a brother’s hand,

      Of life, of crown, of queen at once dispatch’d:

      Cut off even in the blossoms of my sin,

      Unhous’led, disappointed, unanel’d;

      No reckoning made, but sent to my account

      With all my imperfections on my head.

      O horrible! O horrible! most horrible!

      If thou hast nature in thee, bear it not;

      Let not the royal bed of Denmark be

      A couch for luxury and damned incest.

      But howsoever thou pursu’st this act,

      Taint not thy mind, nor let thy soul contrive

      Against thy mother aught; leave her to heaven,

      And to those thorns that in her bosom lodge,

      To prick and sting her. Fare thee well at once!

      The glow-worm shows the matin to be near,

      And ’gins to pale his uneffectual fire.

      Adieu, adieu, adieu. Hamlet, remember me.

      [Exit.]

      HAMLET.

      O all you host of heaven! O earth! What else?

      And shall I couple hell? O, fie! Hold, my heart;

      And you, my sinews, grow not instant old,

      But bear me stiffly up. Remember thee?

      Ay, thou poor ghost, while memory holds a seat

      In this distracted globe. Remember thee?

      Yea, from the table of my memory

      I’ll wipe away all trivial fond records,

      All saws of books, all forms, all pressures past,

      That youth and observation copied there;

      And thy commandment all alone shall live

      Within the book and volume of my brain,

      Unmix’d with baser matter. Yes, by heaven!

      O most pernicious woman!

      O villain, villain, smiling damned villain!

      My tables. Meet it is I set it down,

      That one may smile, and smile, and be a villain!

      At least I am sure it may be so in Denmark.

      [Writing.]

      So, uncle, there you are. Now to my word;

      It is ‘Adieu, adieu, remember me.’

      I have sworn’t.

      HORATIO and MARCELLUS.

      [Within.] My lord, my lord.

      MARCELLUS.

      [Within.] Lord Hamlet.

      HORATIO.

      [Within.] Heaven secure him.

      HAMLET.

      So be it!

      MARCELLUS.

      [Within.] Illo, ho, ho, my lord!

      HAMLET.

      Hillo, ho, ho, boy! Come, bird, come.

      Enter Horatio and Marcellus.

      MARCELLUS.

      How is’t, my noble lord?

      HORATIO.

      What news, my lord?

      HAMLET.

      O, wonderful!

      HORATIO.

      Good my lord, tell it.

      HAMLET.

      No, you’ll reveal it.

      HORATIO.

      Not I, my lord, by heaven.

      MARCELLUS.

      Nor I, my lord.

      HAMLET.

      How say you then, would heart of man once think it?-

      But you’ll be secret?

      HORATIO and MARCELLUS.

      Ay, by heaven, my lord.

      HAMLET.

      There’s ne’er a villain dwelling in all Denmark

      But he’s an arrant knave.

      HORATIO.

      There needs no ghost, my lord, come from the grave

      To tell us this.

      HAMLET.

      Why, right; you are i’ the right;

      And so, without more circumstance at all,

      I hold it fit that we shake hands and part:

      You, as your business and desires shall point you,-

      For every man hath business and desire,

      Such as it is;-and for my own poor part,

      Look you, I’ll go pray.

      HORATIO.

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