Page 370 - Shakespeare - Vol. 3

OSRIC

Nothing neither way. [305]

LAERTES
Have at you now.
[Laertes wounds Hamlet; then,] in scuffling, they change rapiers.

KING
Part them; they are incensed.

HAMLET
Nay, come again.

[He wounds Laertes.] The Queen falls.

OSRIC
Look to the Queen there, ho!

HORATIO
They bleed on both sides. How is it, my lord? [310]

OSRIC
How is’t, Laertes?

LAERTES
Why, as a woodcock to mine own springe, Osric.
I am justly kill’d with mine own treachery.

HAMLET
How does the Queen?

KING

She swoons to see them bleed.

QUEEN

No, no, the drink, the drink! O my dear Hamlet! [315]
The drink, the drink! I am poison’d.
Dies.