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HAMLET, William Shakespeare 

Act V, Scene 1

Eugène Delacroix, Hamlet and Horatio in the Graveyard (1839, Oil on canvas)

Eugène Delacroix, Hamlet and Horatio in the Graveyard (1839, Oil on canvas)

HAMLET: Let me see. 

(Takes the skull)

Alas, poor Yorick! I knew him, Horatio: a fellow of infinite jest, of most excellent fancy: he hath borne me on his back a thousand times; and now, how abhorred in my imagination it is! My gorge rims at it. Here hung those lips that I have kissed I know not how oft. Where be your gibes now? Your gambols? Your songs? Your flashes of merriment, that were wont to set the table on a roar? Not one now, to mock your own grinning? Quite chap-fallen? Now get you to my lady’s chamber, and tell her, let her paint an inch thick, to this favour she must come; make her laugh at that.

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NOTE:  Another day, another Delacroix. 

 

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