Thrift, thrift, Horatio
My lord, I came to see your father's funeral.
I prithee do not mock me, fellow studient,
I think it was to see my mother's wedding.
Indeed, my lord, it followed hard upon.
Thrift, thrift, Horatio, the funeral bak'd-meats
Did coldly furnish forth the marriage tables.
Hamlet isn't the only one who has noticed how hastily his mother
has remarried after her husband's death [see FRAILTY, THY
NAME IS WOMAN]. Horatio, a fellow "studient" (student) at the
University of Wittenberg, agrees that the wedding followed "hard
upon" the funeral. Hamlet's "Thrift, thrift, Horatio," adopted into
modern English as a sort of recommendation, is actually an ironic
condemnation. With the usual dose of black humor, he explains the
hastiness of the marriage as an attempt to economize: the leftovers
from the funeral (the "bak'd-meats") could be served cold at the
wedding feast. What state these meats would be in after almost a
month is left to our imagination.