To give these mourning duties to your father: To do obsequious sorrow. But to persevere Than that which dearest father bears his son, Queen. Let not thy mother lose her prayers, Hamlet: Ham. Oh, that this too, too solid flesh would melt, Thaw and resolve itself into a dew! Hyperion to a satyr: so loving to my mother, Visit her face too roughly. Heav'n and earth! By what it fed on; yet, within a month,— Let me not think on't-Frailty, thy name is Woman !— A little month! or ere those shoes were old, With which she follow'd my poor father's body, Like Niobe, all tears-she married with my uncle, But break my heart, for I must hold my tongue. SHAKSPEARE SCENE-HORATIO, HAMLET, MARCELLUS, AND BERNARDO. Hor. Hail to your Lordship! Horatio, or I do forget myself. Hor. The same, my lord, and your poor servant ever. Ham. Sir, my good friend; I'll change that name with you: And what make you from Wittenberg, Horatio? Mar. My good lord. Ham. I am very glad to see you; good morning, sir, But what, in faith, make you from Wittenberg? Hor. A truant disposition, good my lord. Ham. I would not hear your enemy say so; We'll teach you to drink deep ere you depart. I think it was to see my mother's wedding. Hor. Indeed, my lord, it follow'd hard upon. Ham. Thrift, thrift, Horatio; the funeral bak'd meats Did coldly furnish forth the marriage-tables. 'Would I had met my dearest foe in heav'n, Or ever I had seen that day, Horatio! My father-methinks I see my father. Hor. Oh, where, my lord? Ham. In my mind's eye, Horatio. Hor. I saw him once, he was a goodly king. Hor. My lord, I think I saw him yesternight Hor. My lord, the King your father. Hor. Season your admiration for a while, With an attentive ear; till I deliver, This marvel to you. Ham. For heaven's love, let me hear. Hor. Two nights together had these gentlemen, In the dead waste and middle of the night, Appears before them, and with solemn march Stand dumb, and speak not to him. This to me And I with them the third night kept the watch; Y Form of the thing, each word made true and good, Ham. But where was this? Hor. My lord, upon the platform where we watch'd. Hor. My lord, I did; But answer made it none. Yet once methought It lifted up its head, and did address Itself to motion, like as it would speak: But even then the morning cock crew loud; Ham. 'Tis very strange. Hor. As I do live, my honour'd lord, 'tis true; And we did think it writ down in our duty To let you know of it. Ham. Indeed, indeed, sirs, but this troubles me, Hold you the watch to-night? Both. We do, my lord. Ham. Arm'd, say you? Both. Arm'd, my lord. Ham. From top to toe? Both. My lord, from head to foot. Ham. Then saw you not his face? Hor. Oh, yes, my lord; he wore his beaver up. Ham. What, look'd he frowningly? Hor. A countenance more in sorrow than in anger. Ham. Pale, or red? Hor. Nay, very pale. Ham. And fix'd his eyes upon you? Hor. Most constantly. Ham. I would I had been there! Hor. It would have much amaz'd you. Ham. Very like. Staid it long? Hor. While one with moderate haste might tell a hun dred. Both. Longer, longer. Hor. Not when I saw't. Ham. His beard was grizzled? No. Hor. It was, as I have seen it in his life, A sable silver'd. Ham. I'll watch to-night; perchance 'twill walk again. noble father's person, Hor. I warrant you, it will. All. Our duty to your honour. Ham. Your loves, as mine to you: farewell. My father's spirit in arms! all is not well. [Exeunt. I doubt some foul play: 'would the night were come ! [Exit. -SHAKSPEARE. SPEECH OF THE HONOURABLE CHARLES SUMNER AGAINST THE FUGITIVE SLAVE BILL, IN THE SENATE OF THE UNITED STATES, AUGUST 26, 1852. SIR,-The existing Slave Act cannot be enforced without violating the precept of Washington. Not merely " uneasy sensations of well-disposed persons," but rage, tumult, commotion, mob, riot, violence, death, gush from its fatal overflowing fountains. Not a case occurs without endangering the public peace. Workmen are brutally dragged from employments to which they are wedded by years of successful labour; husbands are ravished from wives, and parents from children. Every where there is disturbance; at Detroit, Buffalo, Harrisburg, Syracuse, Philadelphia, New York, Boston. At Buffalo, the fugitive was cruelly knocked by a log of wood against a red hot stove, and his mock trial commenced while the blood still oozed from his wounded head. At Syracuse, he was rescued by a sudden mob; so also at Boston. At Harrisburg, the fugitive was shot; at Christiana, the slave-hunter was shot. At New York, unprecedented excitement, always with uncertain consequences, has attended every case. Again, at Boston, a fugitive, according to the received report, was first basely seized under pre |