No jocund health that Denmark drinks to-day,[45]
But the great cannon to the clouds shall tell;
Re-speaking earthly thunder.
[Trumpet March repeated. Exeunt KING and QUEEN,
preceded by POLONIUS, Lords, Ladies, LAERTES, and
Attendants, R.H.]
Ham. O, that this too, too solid flesh would melt,
Thaw, and resolve itself[46] into a dew!
Or that the Everlasting had not fix'd
His canon[47] 'gainst self-slaughter! O God! O God!