With all my love I do commend me to you: May do, to express his love and friending to you, The time is out of joint ;-O cursed spite! Nay, come, let's go together. ACT II. [Exeunt. SCENE I. A Room in Polonius's House. Enter POLONIUS and REYNALDO. Pol. Give him this money, and these notes, Reynaldo. Rey. I will, my lord. Pol. You shall do marvellous wisely, good Reynaldo, Before you visit him, to make inquiry Of his behaviour. Rey. My lord, I did intend it. Pol. Marry, well said: very well said. Look you, sir, Inquire me first what Danskers 8 are in Paris; And how, and who, what means, and where they keep, What company, at what expence; and finding, 8 Danes. Take you, as 'twere, some distant knowledge of him; As thus, I know his father, and his friends, And, in part, him ;-Do you mark this, Reynaldo? Rey. Ay, very well, my lord. Pol. And, in part, him;-but, you may say, not well: But, if't be he I mean, he's very wild ; Rey. As gaming, my lord. Pol. Ay, or drinking, fencing, swearing, quar relling, Drabbing:-You may go so far. Rey. My lord, that would dishonour him. Pol. 'Faith, no; as you may season it in the charge. You must not put another scandal on him, That he is open to incontinency; That's not my meaning: but breathe his faults so quaintly, That they may seem the taints of liberty: The flash and out-break of a fiery mind; A savageness in unreclaimed blood, Of general assault. Pol. Marry, sir, here's my drift; Your party in converse, him you would sound, Rey. Very good, my lord.、 Pol. And then, sir, does he this,-He doesWhat was I about to say?-By the mass, I was about to say some something:-Where did I leave? Rey. At, closes in the consequence. Pol. At, closes in the conséquence,-Ay, marry; He closes with you thus :-I know the gentleman; I saw him yesterday, or t'other day, Or then, or then ; with such, or such; and, as you say, There was he gaming; there o'ertook in his rouse ; There falling out at tennis: or, perchance, I saw him enter such a house of sale, 2 (Videlicet, a brothel), or so forth.— See you now; Your bait of falsehood takes this carp of truth: And thus do we of wisdom and of reach, With windlaces, and with assays of bias, Shall you my son: You have me, have you not? Rey. My lord, I have. Pol. Farewell!-How now, Ophelia? what's the matter; Oph. O, my lord, my lord, I have been so af frighted! Pol. With what, in the name of heaven? As if he had been loosed out of hell, To speak of horrors, he comes before me. Pol. Mad for thy love? Oph. But, truly, I do fear it. Pol. My lord, I do not know; What said he ? Oph. He took me by the wrist, and held me hard; Then goes he to the length of all his arm; And, with his other hand thus o'er his brow, 3 Hanging down like fetters. He falls to such perusal of my face, As he would draw it. Long stay'd he so; At last, a little shaking of mine arm, And thrice his head thus waving up and down,- As it did seem to shatter all his bulk,4 And end his being: That done, he lets me go: Whose violent property foredoes 5 itself, That does afflict our natures. I am sorry, What, have you given him any hard words of late? Oph. No, my good lord; but, as you did com mand, I did repel his letters, and denied His access to me. Pol. That hath made him mad. I am sorry, that with better heed and judgment, I had not quoted him: I fear'd, he did but trifle, And meant to wreck thee; but, beshrew my jea lousy! It seems, it is as proper to our age To cast beyond ourselves in our opinions, As it is common for the younger sort To lack discretion. Come, go we to the king: 4 Body. s Destroys. • Observed. |