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But let it be.-- Horatio, I am dead:
Thou liv'st: report me and my causes301 right To the unsatisfied302.
HORATIO Never believe it.
I am more an antique Roman304 than a Dane: Here's yet some liquor left.
HAMLET As thou'rt a man,
Give me the cup: let go, by heaven, I'll have'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 felicity311 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?
Enter Osric
OSRIC Young Fortinbras, with conquest come from Poland, To th'ambassadors of England gives
This warlike volley.
HAMLET O, I die, Horatio:
The potent poison quite o'er-crows318 my spirit.
I cannot live to hear the news from England,
But I do prophesy th'election320 lights On Fortinbras: he has my dying voice321, So tell him, with the occurrents322 more and less
Which have solicited. The rest is silence. O, o, o, o323!
Dies
HORATIO Now cracks a noble heart. Goodnight, sweet prince, And flights of angels sing thee to thy rest!--
Why does the drum come hither?
Enter Fortinbras and English Ambassador, with Drum, Colours and Attendants
FORTINBRAS Where is this sight?
HORATIO What is it ye would328 see?
If aught of woe or wonder, cease your search.
FORTINBRAS This quarry cries on havoc330. O proud death, What feast is toward in thine eternal cell331, That thou so many princes at a shot
So bloodily hast struck?
