Osr. Ay, my good lord.
King. Set me the stoups of wine upon that table.[2313]
If Hamlet give the first or second hit,[2314] 255
Or quit in answer of the third exchange,[2315]
Let all the battlements their ordnance fire;
The king shall drink to Hamlet's better breath;
And in the cup an union shall he throw,[2316]
Richer than that which four successive kings 260
In Denmark's crown have worn. Give me the cups;[2317]
And let the kettle to the trumpet speak,[2318]
The trumpet to the cannoneer without,[2319]
The cannons to the heavens, the heaven to earth,[2320]
'Now the king drinks to Hamlet.' Come, begin;[2321] 265
And you, the judges, bear a wary eye.
Ham. Come on, sir.
Laer. Come, my lord. [They play.[2322]
Ham. One.
Laer. No.
Ham. Judgement.
Osr. A hit, a very palpable hit.[2323]
Laer. Well; again.
King. Stay; give me drink. Hamlet, this pearl is thine;[2324]
Here's to thy health.