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SECOND CLOWN. Will you ha’ the truth on’t? If this had not been a gentlewoman, she should have been buried out o’ Christian burial. FIRST CLOWN. Why, there thou say’st. And the more pity that great folk should have countenance in this world to drown or hang themselves more than their even Christian. Come, my spade. There is no ancient gentlemen but gardeners, ditchers, and grave-makers: they hold up Adam’s profession. SECOND CLOWN. Was he a gentleman? FIRST CLOWN. He was the first that ever bore arms. SECOND CLOWN. Why, he had none. FIRST CLOWN. What, art a heathen? How dost thou understand the Scripture? The Scripture says Adam digg’d. Could he dig without arms? I’ll put another question to thee. If thou answerest me not to the purpose, confess thyself— SECOND CLOWN. Go to. FIRST CLOWN. What is he that builds stronger than either the mason, the shipwright, or the carpenter? SECOND CLOWN. The gallows-maker; for that frame outlives a thousand tenants. FIRST CLOWN. I like thy wit well in good faith, the gallows does well. But how does it well? It does well to those that do ill. Now, thou dost ill to say the gallows is built stronger than the church; argal, the gallows may do well to thee. To’t again, come. SECOND CLOWN. Who builds stronger than a mason, a shipwright, or a carpenter? FIRST CLOWN. Ay, tell me that, and unyoke. SECOND CLOWN. Marry, now I can tell. FIRST CLOWN. To’t. SECOND CLOWN. Mass, I cannot tell. Enter Hamlet and Horatio , at a distance. FIRST CLOWN. Cudgel thy brains no more about it, for your dull ass will not mend his pace with beating; and when you are asked this question next, say ‘a grave-maker’. The houses he makes last till doomsday. Go, get thee to Yaughan; fetch me a stoup of liquor. [ Exit Second Clown . ] [ Digs and sings. ] In youth when I did love, did love,      Methought it was very sweet;    To contract, O, the time for, a, my behove,      O methought there was nothing meet. HAMLET. Has this fellow no feeling of his business, that he sings at grave-making? HORATIO. Custom hath made it in him a property of easiness. HAMLET. ’Tis e’en so; the hand of little employment hath the daintier sense. FIRST CLOWN. [ Sings. ]    But age with his stealing steps      Hath claw’d me in his clutch,    And hath shipp’d me into the land,      As if I had never been such. [ Throws up a skull. ]