[Trumpets sound, and cannon shot off within.[2325]
Give him the cup. 270
Ham. I'll play this bout first; set it by awhile.[2326]
Come. [They play.] Another hit; what say you?[2327]
Laer. A touch, a touch, I do confess.[2328]
King. Our son shall win.
Queen. He's fat and scant of breath.[2329]
Here, Hamlet, take my napkin, rub thy brows:[2330] 275
The queen carouses to thy fortune, Hamlet.
Ham. Good madam!
King. Gertrude, do not drink.[2331]
Queen. I will, my lord; I pray you, pardon me.[2332]
King. [Aside] It is the poison'd cup; it is too late.[2333]