How strange or odd soe'er I bear myself,
As I, perchance, hereafter shall think meet
To put an antic disposition on-

That you, at such times seeing me, never shall
With arms encumber'd thus, or thus head shake,
Or by pronouncing of some doubtful phrase,

As, "Well, we know ;"-or, "We could, an if we would ;"

Or, "If we list to speak;"-or, "There be, an if there

might;"

Or such ambiguous giving out, to note

That you know aught of me :-This not to do,
So grace and mercy at your most need help you,
Swear.

Ghost. [Beneath.] Swear.

Ham. Rest, rest, perturbed spirit! So, gentlemen, With all my love I do commend me to you:

And what so poor a man as Hamlet is

May do, to express his love and friending to you,
God willing, shall not lack. Let us go in together;
And still your fingers on your lips, I pray.

The time is out of joint ;-O cursed spite!
That ever I was born to set it right!
Nay, come, let's go together.

[Exeunt.

ACT II.

SCENE I.-A Room in Polonius' House.

Enter POLONIUS and REYNALDO.

Pol. Give him his 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.

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Pol. Marry, well said: very well said. Look you, sir, Inquire me first what Danskers are in Paris; And how, and who, what means, and where they keep, What company, at what expence; and finding, By this encompassment and drift of question, That they do know my son, come you more nearer Than your particular demands will touch it : Take you, as 't were, 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;

Addicted so and so ;"-and there put on him
What forgeries you please; marry, none so rank
As may dishonour him; take heed of that;
But, sir, such wanton, wild, and usual slips,
As are companions noted and most known
To youth and liberty.

Rey.

As gaming, my lord.

a Danske is used by old writers as the ancient name of Denmark.

Pol. Ay, or drinking, fencing, swearing, quarrelling, Drabbing :-You may go so far.

Rey. My lord, that would dishonour him.

Fol. '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.

Rey.

Pol. Wherefore should you do this?

Rey.

I would know that.

Pol.

But, my good lord,

Ay, my lord,

Marry, sir, here's my drift;

And, I believe, it is a fetch of warrant :
You laying these slight sullies on my son,
As 't were a thing a little soil'd i' the working,
Mark you,

Your party in converse, him you would sound,
Having ever seen, in the prenominate crimes,
The youth you breath of, guilty, be assur'd,
He closes with you in this consequence;
"Good sir," or so; or, "friend, or gentleman,"-
According to the phrase and the addition,
Of man, and country.

Rey.

Very good, my lord.

Pol. And then, sir, does he this,-He doesWhat was I about to say?

I was about to say something :-Where did I leave? Rey. At, "closes in the consequence."

At "friend, or so, and gentleman."

Pol. At, closes in the consequence, 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, and 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

(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,
By indirections find directions out;

So, by my former lecture and advice,

Shall you my son: You have me, have you not?
Rey. My lord, I have.

Pol.

God be wi' you; fare you well.

Rey. Good my lord,

Pol. Observe his inclination in yourself.

Rey. I shall, my lord.

Pol. And let him ply his music.

Rey.

Well, my lord. [Exit.

Enter OPHELIA.

Pol. Farewell!-How now, Ophelia? what's the

matter?

Oph. Alas, my lord, I have been so affrighted!

Pol. With what, in the name of heaven?

Oph. My lord, as I was sewing in my chamber,
Lord Hamlet, with his doublet all unbrac'd;
No hat upon his head; his stockings foul'd,
Ungarter'd, and down-gyved to his ancle;
Pale as his shirt; his knees knocking each other;
And with a look so piteous in purport,
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.

My lord, I do not know;

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
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,—
He rais'd a sigh so piteous and profound,
That it did seem to shatter all his bulk,
And end his being: That done, he lets me go:
And, with his head over his shoulder turn'd,
He seem'd to find his way without his eyes;
For out o' doors he went without their help,
And, to the last, bended their light on me.
Pol. Go with me; I will go seek the king.
This is the very ecstasy of love;

a

Whose violent property foredoes itself,
And leads the will to desperate undertakings,
As oft as any passion under heaven,

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 command, 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 jealousy! 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:

This must be known; which, being kept close, might

move

More grief to hide than hate to utter love.

[Exeunt.

a Foredoes-destroys, undoes. b Quoted-observed, noted.