Act 5 Scene 1Laertes and Hamlet Fight over who prized Ophelia more.
Due to Hamlet's and Laertes new rivalry, both are imbued on proving their love to Ophelia.
O, treble woe fall ten times treble on that cursed head whose wicked deed thy most inegnious sense deprived thee of! Hold off the earth awhile, till I have caught her once more in mine arms. Now pile your dust upon the quick and dead, till of this flat a mountain you have made to o'ertop old Pelion or the skyish head of blue olympus
What is he whose grief bears such an emphasis, whose phrase of sorrow conjures the wandering stars and makes them stand like wonder-wound hearers. This is I.
The devil take thy soul!
Dia: 2
Act 5 Scene 1Hamlet learns of Ophelia's death.
Hamlet is not yet told of Ophelia's death and is told by Laertes.
Lay her i' the earth, and from her fair and unpolluted flesh may violets spring. I tell thee, churlish priest, a ministering angel shall my sister be when thou liest howling.
What, the fair Ophelia!
Sweets to the sweet. Farewell. I hoped thou shouldst have been my Hamlet's wife; I thought thy bride-bed to have deck'd, sweet maid, and not have strew'd thy grave
Dia: 3
After Ophelia's mad rant and learning of her fathers death, she decides to drown herself without telling anyone else.
Act 4 Scene 7Laertes learns of Ophelia's drowning.
How now, sweet queen?
One woe doth treat upon another's heel so fast they follow. Your sister's drown'd, laertes.