Laer. Have at you now.
In scuffling they change rapiers.
King. Part them! they are incens'd.
Ham. Nay, come, again. [The Queen falls.]
Osr. Look to the queen there, ho!
Hor. They bleed on both sides. How is it, my lord?
Osr. How is it, Laertes?
Laer. Why, as a woodcock to mine own springe, Osric; 320
I am justly kill'd with mine own treachery.
Ham. How does the queen?
King. She swounds to see them bleed.
Queen. No, no, the drink, the drink, [—O my dear Hamlet! 323
The drink, the drink;] I am poison' d. [Dies.]
Ham. O villainy! Ho! let the door be lock'd:
Treachery! seek it out. [Laertes falls.]
Laer. It is here, Hamlet. Hamlet, thou art slain;
No medicine in the world can do thee good; 328
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, 332
Never to rise again. Thy mother's poison'd.
I can no more. The king, the king's to blame.
Ham. The point envenom'd too!—
Then, venom, to thy work. Hurts the King.
All. Treason! treason! 337
King. O! yet defend me, friends; I am but hurt.
Ham. Here, thou incestuous, murderous, damned Dane,
Drink off this potion;—is thy union here? 340
316 S. d. cf. n.
322 swounds: swoons
