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Where we shall find him most convenient. [Ere. Upon his will I seald my hard consent :)
li do beseech you, give him leave to go. SCENE II.-The same. A room of state in the l'R
me King. Take thy fair hour, Laertes; time be thine, same. Enter the King, Queen, Hamlet, Polonius, la
And thy best graces: spend it at thy will.Laertes, Voluqand, Cortciius, Lords, and Illert-Buto
"But now, my cousin Hamlet, and my son, damis.
Ham. A little more than kin, and less than kind." King. Though yet of Hamlet our dear brother's
| King. How is it that the clouds still hang on you ? The memory be green; and that it us befitted Ham. Not so, my lord, I am too much i'the sun. To bear our hearts in gries, and our whole kingdom Queen. Good Hamlet, cast thy nighted colour off, To be contracted in one brow of wo;
And let thine eye look like a friend on Denmark. Yet so far hath discretion fought with nature, Do not, for ever, with thy veiled lidss That we with wisest sorrow think on him,
Seek for thy noble father in the dust : Together with remembrance of ourselves. Thou know'st, 'lis common; all, that live, must die, Therefore our sometime sister, now our queen, Passing through nature to eternity. The imperial jointress of this warlike state,
Ham. Ay, madam, it is common. Have we, as 'twere, with a defeated joy,
If it be, With one auspicious, and one dropping eye; Why seems it so particular with thee? With mirth in funeral, and with dirge in marriage, Ham. Seems, madam! nay, it is; I know not In equal scale weighing delight and dole,!
seems. Taken to wife: nor have we herein barr'd
'Tis not alone my inky cloak, good mother, Your better wisdoms, which have freely gone Nor customary suits of solemn black, With this affair along :-for all, our thanks. Nor windy suspiration of fore'd breath,
Now follows, that you know, young Fortinbras,- No, nor the fruitful river in the eve, Holding a weak supposal of our worth:
Nor the dejected haviour of the visage, Or thinking, by our late dear brother's death, Together with all forms, modes, shows of grief, Our state to be disjoint and out of frame,
That can denote me truly: These, indeed, seet, Colleagued with this dream of his advantage, For they are actions that a man might play: He hath not fail'd to pester us with message, But I have that within, which passeth show; Importing the surrender of those lands,
These, but the trappings and the suits of wo. Lost by his father, with all bands? of law,
King. 'Tis sweet and commendable in your ns. To our most valiant brother. --So much for him.
ture, Hamlet, Now for oursell, and for this time of meeting. To give these mourning duties to your father: Thus much the business is : We have here writ But, you must know, your father lost a father ; To Norway, uncle of young Fortinbras,
That father lost his; and the survivor bound Who, impotent and bed-rid, scarcely hears
In filial obligation, for some term Of this his nephew's purpose,-to suppress
To do obsequious sorrow: But to persérer His further gait' herein in that the levies.
In obstinate condolement, is a course 'The lists, and full proportions, are all made or impious stubbornness; 'tis unmanly gries: Out of his subject :-and we here despatch It shows a will most incorrect to heaven; You, good Cornelius, and you, Voltimand,
A heart unfortified, or mind impatient; For bearers of this greeting to old Norway ; An understanding simple and unschool'd : Giving to you no further personal power
For what, we know, must be, and is as common To business with the king, more than the scope As any the most vulgar thing to sense, of these dilated articles allow
Why should we, in our peevish opposition, Farewell: and let your haste commend your duty. Take it to heart? Fie! 'tis a fault to heaven, Cor. Vol. In that, and all things, will we show A fault against the dead, a fault to nature, our duty.
To reason most absurd; whose common theme King. We doubt it nothing; heartily farewell. Is death of fathers, and who still hath cried,
(Exeunt Volúmand and Cornelius. From the first corse, till he that died to-day, And now, Laertes, what's the news with you? This must be so. We pray you, throw to earth You told us of some suit; What is't, Laertes ? This unprevailing wo; and think of us You cannot speak of reason to the Dane,
As of a father : for let the world take note,
And, with no less nobility of love,
Do I impart toward you. For your intent
And, we beseech vou, bend you to remain
My dread lord, Here, in the cheer and comfort of our eye, Your leave and favour to return to France; Our chiefest courtier, cousin, and our son. From whesce though willingly I came to Denmark, Queen. Let not thy mother lose her prayers, To show my duty in your coronation:
Hamlet; Yet now, I'must confess, that duty done,
I pray thee, stay with us, go not to Wittenberg. My thoughts and wishes bend again toward France, 'Ham. I shall in all my best obey you madam. And bow them to your gracious leave and pardon. King. Why, 'tis a loving and a fair reply ; King. Have you your father's leave? What says Be as ourself in Denmark.-Madam, come; Polonius?
This gentle and unfore'd accord of Hamlet Pol. He hath, my lord, (wrung from me my slow Sits smiling to my heart: in grace whereof,
leave, By laboursome petition; and, at last,
1. (4) Nature ; a little more than a kinsman, and
less than a natural se. (1) Griel (2) Bonds. (3) Way, path. (5) Lowering eyes. (6) Cootrary.
Hor. My lord. T
his like again.
No jocund health, that Denmark drinks to-day, I Ham. Thrift, thrift, Horatio : the funeral-bak'd But the great cannon to the clouds shall tell;
'Would I ha
My father,-Methinks, I see my father.
My lord ? Thaw, and resolve itself into a dew!
Ham. In my mind's eye, Horatio. Or, that the Everlasting had not fix'd
Hor. I saw him once, he was a goodly king. His canon“ 'gainst self-slaughter! O God! O God!'. Ham. He was a man, take him for all in all, How weary, stale, flat, and unprofitable,
I shall not look upon his like again. Seem to me all the uses of this world!
Hor. My lord, I think I saw him yesternight. Fie on't! O fie! 'tis an unweeded garden,
Ham. Saw! who? That grows to seed; things rank, and gross in Hor. My lord, the king your father. nature,
The king my father! Possess it merely." That it should come to this! Hor. Season your admiration for a while But two months dead !-oay, not so much, not With an attent' ear ; till I may deliver, two:
Upon the witness of these gentlemen, So excellent a king; that was, to this,
This marvel to you. Hyperion to a satyr: so loving to my mother,
For God's love, let me hear. That he might not beteem' the winds of heaven Hor. Two nights together had these gentlemen, Visit her face too roughly. Heaven and earth! Marcellus and Bernardo, on their watch, Must I remember? why, she would hang on him, In the dead waste and middle of the night, As if increase of appetite had grown
Been thus encounter'd. A figure like your father, By what it fed on: And yet, within a month,
Armed at point, exactly, Let me not think on't;-Frailty, thy name iş Appears before them, and, with solemn march, woman!
Goes slow and stately by them : thrice be walk'd, A little month; or ere those shoes were old, By their oppress'd and fear-surprised eyes, With which she follow'd my poor father's body, Within his truncheon's length: while thev. distill'd Like Niobe, all tears ;-why she, even she,
Almost to jelly with the act of fear, O heaven! a beast, that wants discourse of reason, Stand dumb, and speak not to him. This to me, Would have mourn'd longer,-married with my In dreadful secrecy, impart they did; uncle,
And I with them, the third night, kept the watch: My father's brother; but no more like my father, Where, as they had deliver'd, both in time, Than I to Hercules: Within a month;
Form of the thing, each word made true and good, Ere vet the salt of most unrighteous tears
The apparition comes: I knew your father; Had left the flushing in her galled eyes,
These hands are not more like." She married :-0 most wicked speed, to post
But where was this ? With such dexterity to incestuous sheets!
Hor. My lord, upon the platform where we It is not, nor it cannot come to, good;
watch'd. But break, my heart: for I must hold my tonge! Ham. Did you not speak to it?
" My lord, I did; Enter Horatio, Bernardo, and Marcellus.
But answer made it none: yet once, methought, Hor. Hail to your lordship.
It lified up its head, and did address Ham.
I am glad to see you well : Itself to motion, like as it would speak: Horatio,-or I do forget mysell.
| But, even then, the morning cock crew loud; Hor. The same, my lord, and your poor servant And at the sound it shrunk in haste away, ever.
And vanish'd from our sight. Ham. Sir, my good friend ; I'll change that name Ham.
'Tis very strange. with vou.
Hor. As I do live, my honour'd lord, 'lis true; And what make you from Wittenberg, Horatio ?-- | And we did think it writ down in our duty, Marcellus ?
To let you know of it. Mar, My good lord, -
Ham. Indeed, indeed, sirs, but this troubles me. Han. I am very glad to see you; good even, Hold you the watch to-night? sir.
We do, my lord. But what, in faith, make you from Wittenberg ? Ham. Arm'd, say you ? Hor. A truant disposition, good my lord.
Arm'd, my lord. Ham. I would not hear your enemy say so : Ham.
From top to toe ? Nor shall you do mine ear that violence,
AU. My lord, from head to foot. To make it truster of your own report
Then saw you not Against yourself: I know, you are no truant. His face? But what is your affair in Elsinore ?
Hor. O, ves, my lord; he wore his beaver" up. We'll teach you to drink deep ere you depart. Ham. What, look'd he frowningly? Hor. My lord, I came to see your father's funeral. Hor.
A countenance more Ham. I pray thee, do not mock me, fellow- In sorrow than in anger. student ;
Pale, or red ? I think, it was to see my mother's wedding.
Hor. Nay, very pale. Hor. Indeed, my lord, it follow'd hard upon.
. And fix'd his eyes upon you ?
Hor. Most constantly. (1) Draught. (2) Report. (3) Dissolve. (4) Law. (5) Entirely: ' (6) Apollo. (7) Suffer.! (9) Chiefest.
(19) Attentive. (8) It was anciently the custom to give a cold (11) That part of the helmet which may be lifte entertainment at a funeral.
I would, I had been there. If with too credent' ear you list his songs; Hor. It would have much amaz'd you.
Or loose your heart; or your chaste treasure open Ham.
Very like, To his unmaster'd' importunity. Very like: Stay'd it long ?
Fear it, Ophelia, fear it, my dear sister; Hor. While one with moderate haste might tell And keep you in the rear of your affection, a hundred.
Out of the shot and danger or desire. Mar. Ber, Longer, longer.
The chariest maid is prodigal enough, Hor. Not when I saw it.
If she unmask her beauty to the moon : Ham.
His beard was grizzled ? no? Virtue itself scapes not calumnious strokes : Hor. It was, as I have seen it in his life,
The canker galls the infants of the spring,
Too oft before their buttons be disclos'd;
And in the morn and liquid dew of youth
Contagious blastments are most imminent. Hor.
I warrant, it will. Be wary then : best safety lies in fear; Ham. If it assume my noble father's person, Youth to itself rebels, though none else near. P'll speak to it, though hell itself should gape, Oph. I shall the effect of this good lesson keep, And bid me hold my peace. I pray you all, As watchman to my heart: But, good my brother, If you have hitherto conceal'd this sight,
Do not, as some ungracious pastors
rs do. Let it be tenable in your silence still; :
Show me the steep and thorny way to heaven; And whatsoever else shall hap to-night,
Whilst, like a pufi'd and reckless libertine,
Himself the primrose path of dalliance treads,
O fear me not. I'll visit you.
I stay too long ;-But here my father comes.
Enter Polonius. [Exeunt Horatio, Marcellus, and Bernardo. A double blessing is a double grace; My father's spirit in arms! all is not well; Occasion smiles upon a second leave. I doubt some foul play : 'would, the night were Pol. Yet here, Laertes! aboard, aboard, for come!
shame; Till then sit still, my soul; Foul deeds will rise, The wind sits in the shoulder of your sail, Though all the earth o'erwhelm them, to men's And you are staid for: There,-my blessing with
you; (Laying his hand on Laertes' head. SCENE III.-A room in Polonius's house. En
And these few precepts in thy memory
Look thou character." Give thy thoughts no tongue, ter Laertes and Ophelia.
Nor any unproportion'd thought his act. Laer. My necessaries are embark'd; farewell : Be thou familiar, but by no means vulgar. And, sister, as the winds give benefit,
The friends thou hast, and their adoption tried, And convoy is assistant, do not sleep,
Grapple them to thy soul with hooks of steel; But let me hear from you.
But do not dull thy palm 12 with entertainment Oph.
Do you doubt that? Of each new-hatch'd, unfledg'd comrade. Beware Laer. For Hamlet, and the trilling of his favour, Ofentrance to a quarrel : but, being in, Hold it a fashion, and a toy in'blood;
Bear it that the opposer may beware of thee. A violet in the youth of primy nature,
Give every man thine ear, but few thy voice : Forward, not permanent, sweet, not lasting, Take each man's censure, but reserve thy judgThe perfume and suppliance of a minute;
ment. No more.
Costly thy habit as thy purse can buy, Oph. No more but so ?
But not express'd in fancy; rich, not gaudy Laer.
Think it no more: For the apparel oft proclaims the man;
Neither a borrower, nor a lender be:
This above all, -To thine ownself be true;
Thou canst not then be false to any man. He may not, as unvalued persons do,
Farewell : my blessing season" this in thee! Carve for himself; for on his choice depends Laer. Most humbly do I take my leave, my lord. The safety and the health of the whole state; Pol. The time invites you; go, your servants And therefore must his choice be circumscribd
tend. 18 Unto the voice and yielding of that body,
Laer. Farewell, Ophelia ; and remember well Whereof he is the head: Then if he says he What I have said to you. loves you,
'Tis in my memory lock'd, It fits your wisdom so far to believe it,
And you yourself shall keep the key of it.. As he in his particular act and place
[Exit Laertes. May give his saying deed; which is no further Pol. What is't, Ophelia, he bath said to you. Than the main voice of Denmark goes withal. Oph. So please you, something touching the lord Then weigh what loss your honour may sustain,
Hamlet. (1) Increasing. (2) Sinews.
(10) Regards not his own lessons. (3) Subtlety, deceit." (4) Discolour.
iu) Write. (12) Palm of the hand. (5) Believing. (6) Listen to. (7) Licentious. (13) Opinion. (14) Noble. (15) Chiefly. (8) Most cautious. (9) Careless;
(16) Economy. (17) Infix. (18) Wait.
Pol. Marry, well bethought:
And, as he drains his draughts of Rhenish down, 'Tis told me, he hath very or of late
The kettle-drum and trumpet thus bray out
Is it a custom ?
Ham, Ay, marry, is't : If it be so (as so 'tis put on me,
But to my mind, -though I am native here, And that in way of caution,) I must tell you, And to the manner born,-it is a custom You do not understand yourself so clearly, More honour'd in the breach, than the observance. As it behoves my daughter, and your honour : This heavy-headed revel, east and west, What is between you? give me up the truth. Makes us traduc'd, and las'd of other nations : Oph. He hath, my lord, of late, made many They clepe'i us, drunkards, and with swinish phrase tenders
Soil our addition; and, indeed, it takes . Or his affection to me.
From our achievements, though perform'd at height, Pol. Affection ? puh! you speak like a green girl, The pith and marrow of our attribute. Unsisted in such perilous circumstance.
So, of it chances in particular men, Do you believe his tenders, as you call them? That, for some vicious mole of nature in them, Oph. I do not know, my lord, what I should As, in their birth (wherein they are not guilty, think.
Since nature cannot choose his origin,) Pol. Marry, I'll teach you : think yourself a baby ;(By the o'ergrowth of some complexion,"? That you have ta'en these tenders for true pay, oft breaking down the pales and forts of reason; Which are not sterling. Tender yoursell more Or by some babit, that too much o'er-learens dearly;
| The form of plausive manners ;--that these men, Or (not to crack the wind of the poor phrase, Carrying, I say, the stamp of one defect; Wronging it thus,) you'll tender me a fool. Being nature's livery, or fortune's star,
Oph. My lord, he hath importun'd me with love, Their virtues else (be they as pure as grace, In honourable fashion.
As infinite as man may undergo,) Pol. Ay, fashion you may call it ; go to, go fo. Shall, in the general censure, take corruption Oph. And hath given countenance to his speech, From that particular fault: The dram of base my lord,
| Doth all the noble substance often dout, 13 With almost all the holy vows of heaven.
To his own scandal.
Look, my lord, it comes ! Giving more light than beat,-extinct in both, Ham. Angels and ministers of grace defend us ! Even in their promise, as it is a making,
Be thou a spirit of health, or goblin damn'd. You must not take for fire. From this time, Bring with thee airs from heaven, or blasts from hell, Be somewhat scanter of your maiden presence; Be thy intents wicked or charitable, Set your entreatments' at a higher rate,
Thou com'st in such a questionable?4 shape, Than a command to parley. For lord Hamlet, That I will speak to thee; I'll call thee Hamlet, Believe so much in him, That he is young ; King, father, royal Dane: 0, answer me : And with a larger tether* may he walk,
Let me not burst in ignorance! but tell, Than may be given you: In few, Ophelia,
Why thy canoniz'd bones, hearsed in death, Do not believe his vows: for they are brokers, Have bürst their cerements! why the sepulchre, Not of that die which their investments show, | Wherein we saw thee quietly in-urn'd. But mere implorators of unholy suits,
Hath op'd his ponderous and marble jaws, Breathing like sanctified and pious bonds,
To cast thee up again! What may this mean, The better to beguile. This is for all,
That thou, dead corse, again, in complete steel, I would not, in plain terms, from this time forth Revisit'st thus the glimpses of the moon, Have you so slander any moments leisure, Making night hideous; and we fools of nature, As to give words or talk with the lord Hamlet. So horridly to shake our disposition, Look to't, I charge you; come your ways.
With thoughts beyond the reaches of our souls ? Oph. I'shall obey, my lord.
(Eceunt. Say, why is this ? wherefore? what should we do? SCENE IV.-The platforin. Enter Hamlet,
Hor. It beckons you to go away with it,
namiet, As if it some impartment did desire Horatio, and Marcellus.
To you alone. Ham. The air bites shrewdly; it is very cold. | Nar. Look, with what courteous action Hor. It is a nipping and an eager* air.
It waves you to a more removed" ground:
But do not go with it.
No, by no means.
Ham. It will not speak; then I will follow it. Hor. Indeed ? I heard it not; it then draws near Hor. Do not, my lord. the season,
Why, what should be the fear? Wherein the spirit held his wont to walk. I do not set my life at a pin's fee;".
(A flourish of trumpets, and ordnance And, for my soul, what can it do to that,
Being a thing immortal as itself?
It waves me forth again ;-I'll follow it. Ham. The king doth wake to-night, and takes Hor. What if it lempt you toward the flood, my his rouse,
lord, Keeps wassel," and the swaggering up-spring reels; Or to the dreadful summit of the cliff,
(1) Untempted. (2) Nanner. (3) Company. (8) Jovial draught. (9) Jollity. (10) A dance. (4) Longer line; a horse fastened by a string to (11)'Call.
(12) Humour. a stake, is tethered,
1 (13) Do out. (14) Conversable. (15) Frame. (5) Pimps. (6) Implorers, (7) Sharp. 1 (16) Remote. (17) Value." VOL. II.
That beetles' o'er his base into the sea ?
Ham. Haste me to know it; that I, with wings And there assume some other horrible form,
as swift Which might deprive your sovereignty of reason, As meditation, or the thoughts of love, And draw you into madness ? think of it:
May sweep to my revenge. The very place puts toys’ of desperation,
I find thee apt; Without more motive, into every brain,
And duller should'st thou be than the fat weed That looks so many fathoms to the sea,
That rots itself in ease on Lethe wharf, And hears it roar beneath.
Would'st thou not stir in this. Now, Hamlet, hear: Ham.
It waves me still: 'Tis given out, that, sleeping in mine orchard, Go on, I'll follow thee.
A serpent stung me; so the whole ear of Denmark Mar. You shall not go, my lord.
Is, by a forged process of my death, Ham.
Hold off your hands. Rankly abus'd: but know, thou noble youth, Hor. Be rul'd, you shall not go.
The serpent that did sting thy father's life, Ham.
My fate cries out, Now wears his crown. And makes each petty artery in this body
Ham. O, my prophetic soul! my uncle ! As hardy as the Némean lion's nerve. –
Ghost. Ay, that incestuous, that adulterate beast
(Ghost beckons. With witchcraft of his wit, with traitorous gifts Still am I call'd ;-unhand me, gentlemen ;-. (0 wicked wit, and gifts, that have the power
[Breaking from them. So to seduce !) won to his shameful lust By heaven, I'll make a ghost of him that lets3 The will of my most seerning-virtuous queen:
10, Hamlet, what a falling off was there! I say, away:-Go on, I'll follow thee.
From me. whose love was of that dignity, (Exeunt Ghost and Hamlet. That it went hand in hand even with the vow Hor. He waxes desperate with imagination. I made to her in marriage; and to decline Mar, Let's follow ; 'tis not fit thus to obey him. Upon a wretch, whose natural gills were poor Hor. Have afer :-To what issue will this come? To those of mine! Mar. Something is rotten in the state of Den- But virtue, as it never will be mor'd, mark.
Though lewdness court it in a shape of heaven; Hor. Heaven will direct it,
So lust, though to a radiant angel link'd, Mar.
Nay, let's follow him. Will sate itself in a celestial bed,
(Exeunt. And prey on garb
But, sott! methinks, I scent the morning air ; OCENE V.A more remote part of the plat
of the plal. Brief let me be :-Sleeping within mine orcband, form. Re-enter Ghost and Hamlet.
My custom always of the afternoon, Ham. Whither wilt thou lead me? speak; I'll Upon my secure hour thy uncle stole, go no further.
With juice of cursed hebenon' in a vial,
And in the porches of mine ears did pour
The leperous distilment : whose effect
My hour is almost come, Holds such an enmity with blood of man, When I to sulphurous and tormenting flames That, swilt as quicksilver, it courses through Must render up myself.
The natural gates and alleys of the body; Ham,
Alas, poor ghost ! And, with a sudden vigour, it doth posset Ghosl. Pity me not, but lend thy serious hearing And curd, like eager droppings into milk, To what I shall unfold.
The thin and wholesome blood : so did it mine: Нап..
am bound to hear. And a most instant tetter bark'd about, Ghost. So art thou to revenge, when thou shalt Most lazer-like, with vile and loathsome crust, hear.
All my smooth body. Ham. What?
Thus was I, sleeping, by a brother's hand, Ghost. I am thy father's spirit:
or life, of crown, of queen, at o
hid:10 Doom'd for a certain term to walk the night; Cut off' even in the blossoms of my sin, And, for the day, confin'd to fast in fires,
Unhousel'd," disappointed, 12 unaneld ;13
0, horrible! o, horrible! most horrible! I could a tale unfold, whose lightest word
Ir thou hast nature in thee, bear it not; Would harrrow up thy soul; freeze thy young blood; Let not the royal bed of Denmark be Make thy two eyes, like stars, start from their | A couch for luxury and damned incest. spheres;
But, howsoever thou pursu'st this act, Thy knotted and combined locks to part,
Taint not thy mind, nor let thy soul contrive And each particular hair to stand an-end,
Against thy mother aught ; leave her to heaven, Like quills upon the fretful Porcupine:
And to those thorns that in her bosom lodge, But this eternal blazon must not be
To prick and sting her. Fare thee well at once! To ears of flesh and blood :-List, list, O list! The glow-worm shows the matin to be near, Ir thon didst ever thy dear father love,
| And 'gins to pale his uneffectual fire : Ham. O heaven!
Adieu, adieu, adieu ! remember me. (Eril. Ghost. Revenge his foul and most unnatural Ham. O all you host of heaven! () earth! what murder.
else ? Ham. Murder ?
And shall I couple hell?_0 fie !-Hold, hold, my Ghost. Murder most foul, as in the best it is;
heart; But this most soul, strange, and unoatural.
(10) Beren. * (1) Hangs. (2) Whims. (3) Hinders, (11) Without having received the sacrament. (4) Display. (5) Garden. (6) Satiate. I (12) Unappointed, unprepared. (7) Henbane. (8) Scab, scurs, 19) Leprous. T (13) Without extreme unction.