With the words "The rest is silence," Hamlet dies. Hamlet tells Horatio to ensure that the Danish crown passes to Fortinbras. Hamlet tells Horatio that he is dead, and asks that Horatio "tell my story." Osric announces the sound of an approaching army, which means that Fortinbras has arrived in Denmark after attacking the Poles. Laertes dies, and Horatio rushes to Hamlet's side. The two forgive one another so that neither will prevent the other from entering heaven. Hamlet then goes to Laertes, who is nearly dead. In a fury, Hamlet runs the sword through Claudius, yelling, "Venom to they work." Before Claudius dies, Hamlet pours the poisoned wine down the King's throat. Laertes reveals the murder plot to Hamlet and explains that the poisoned sword now rests in Hamlet's hands. Outraged, Hamlet orders the doors locked so that the King cannot escape. Hamlet sees the Queen fall and anxiously asks, "How does the Queen?" The King assures him that she is faint because of the blood, but Gertrude cries out that the drink has poisoned her. Hamlet hits Laertes with the poisoned sword. Both drop their swords and, in the scuffle, Hamlet grabs Laertes' sword and Laertes picks up Hamlet's. The two fight again and Laertes wounds Hamlet with the poisoned tip.
In an aside, Laertes expresses a reluctance to hit Hamlet, but Hamlet accuses him of dallying and presses for a third bout. I believe this is the reason that we’ve been sent on guard duty, and the primary source of all the recent hustle and bustle in Denmark.Laertes tells Claudius that the time has come to hit Hamlet with the poisoned tip. They’re willing to give their courage to the effort of forcefully regaining the lands the elder Fortinbras lost. For no pay other than food on the outskirts of Norway. Now, Fortinbras’ son, young Fortinbras, who is daring but has yet to prove himself, has hastily gathered a group lawless brutes. By that same agreement, our king bet lands of equal value that he would have had to give up had he been defeated.
#HORATIO I AM DEAD FULL#
During that fight, our courageous Hamlet (as we Danes thought of him) killed old King Fortinbras, who-on the basis of a signed and sealed agreement and in full accordance with the law and rules of combat- surrendered, along with his life, all the lands he possessed to his conqueror. Fortinbras challenged him to hand-to-hand combat. At least, I can tell you the rumors: the greatness of our former king-whose ghost just now appeared to us-inspired the competitive pride of King Fortinbras of Norway. And this, I take it, Is the main motive of our preparations, The source of this our watch, and the chief head Of this posthaste and rummage in the land. Now, sir, young Fortinbras, Of unimprovèd mettle hot and full, Hath in the skirts of Norway here and there Sharked up a list of lawless resolutes, For food and diet, to some enterprise That hath a stomach in ’t, which is no other- As it doth well appear unto our state- But to recover of us, by strong hand And terms compulsatory, those foresaid lands So by his father lost. At least, the whisper goes so: our last king, Whose image even but now appeared to us, Was, as you know, by Fortinbras of Norway, Thereto pricked on by a most emulate pride, Dared to the combat in which our valiant Hamlet (For so this side of our known world esteemed him) Did slay this Fortinbras, who by a sealed compact Well ratified by law and heraldry, Did forfeit, with his life, all those his lands Which he stood seized of to the conqueror, Against the which a moiety competent Was gagèd by our king, which had returned To the inheritance of Fortinbras Had he been vanquisher, as, by the same covenant And carriage of the article designed, His fell to Hamlet.
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