King (cont.)
The cannons to the heavens, the heavens to earth,
“Now the king drinks to Hamlet.” Come, begin:
And you, the judges, bear a wary eye.
Hamlet
Come on, sir.
Laertes
Come, my lord.
They play.
Hamlet
One.
Laertes
No.
Hamlet
Judgment.
Osric
A hit, a very palpable hit.
Laertes
Well; again.
King
Stay; give me drink. Hamlet, this pearl is thine;
Here’s to thy health. Give him the cup.
Trumpets sound, and cannon shot off within.