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Ham. Ay, marry, is't:

Go on, I'll follow thee!
But to my mind, – though I am native here, Mar. You shall not go, my lord !
And to the manner born, - it is a custom

Ham. Hold off


hands! More honour'd in the breach, than the observance. Hor. Be rul’d, you shall not go! This heavy-headed revel, east and west,

Ham. My fate cries out,
Makes us traduc'd, and tax'd of other nations : And makes each petty artery in this body
They clepe us, drunkards, and with swinish phrase As hardy as the Némean lion's nerve.-
Soil our addition; and, indeed it takes

(Ghost beckons. From our achievements, though perform’d at height, Still am I call’d;—unhand me, gentlemen! The pith and marrow of our attribute.

[Breaking from them. So, oft'it chances in particular men,

By heaven, I'll make a ghost of him that lets me:That, for some vicious mole of nature in them, I say, away! - Go on, I'll follow thee! As, in their birth, (wherein they are not guilty,

(Exeunt Ghost and Hamlet. Since nature cannot choose his origin,)

Hor. He waxes desperate with imagination. By the o'ergrowth of some complexion,

Mar. Let's follow! 'tis not fit thus to obey him. oft breaking down the pales and forts of reason; Hor. Have after!-To what issue will this come? Or by some habit, that too much o'er-leavens Mar. Something is rotten in the state of Denmark. The form of plausive manners; – that these men,- Hor. Heaven will direct it. Carrying, I say, the stamp of one defect;

Mar. Nay, let's follow him !

[Exeunt. Being nature's livery, or fortune's star, Their virtues else (be they as pure, as grace, SCENE V. – A more remote part of the platform. As infinite, as man may undergo,)

Re-enter Ghost and Hamlet. Shall in the general censure take corruption Ham. Whither wilt thou lead me? speak, I'll go no From that particular fault. The dram of base

further! Doth all the noble substance often dout,

Ghost. Mark me.
To his own scandal.

Ham. I will.
Enter Ghost.

Ghost. My hour is almost come,
Hor. Look, my lord, it comes !

When I to sulphurous and tormenting flames
Ham. Angels and ministers of grace defend us! - Must render up myself.
Be thou a spirit of health, or goblin damn'd, Ham. Alas, poor ghost !
Bring with thee airs from heaven, or blasts from hell, Ghost. Pity me not, but lend thy serious hearing
Be thy intents wicked, or charitable,

To what I shall unfold. Thou com'st in such questionable shape,

Ham. Speak, I am bound to hear. That I will speak to thee; I'll call thee, Hamlet, Ghost. So art thou to revenge, when thou shalt hear. King, father, royal Dane! 0, answer me!

Ham. What? Let me not burst in ignorance! but tell,

Ghost. I am thy father's spirit, Why thy canoniz'd bones, hearsed in death, Doom'd for a certain term to walk the night; Have dirst their cerements! why the sepulchre, And, for the day, confiu'd to fast in fires, Wherein we saw thee quietly in-urn'd,

Till the foul crimes, done in my days of nature, Hath op'd his ponderous and marble jaws, Are burnt and purg'd away. But that I am forbid To cast thee up again! What may this mean, To tell the secrets of my prison-house, That thou, dead corse, again, in complete steel, I could a tale unfold, whose lightest word Revisit'st thus the glimpses of the moon,

Would harrow up thy soul; freeze thy young blood : Making night hideous: and we fools of nature, Make thy two eyes, like stars, start from their spheres; So horridly to shake our disposition,

Thy knotted and combined locks to part,
With thoughts beyond the reaches of our souls ? And each particular hair to stand on end,
Say, why is this? wherefore? what should we do? Like quills upon the fretful porcupine;
Hor. It beckons you to go away with it,

But this eternal blazon must not be
As if it some impartment did desire

To ears of flesh and blood.-List, list, o list! To you alone.

If thou didst ever thy dear father love,
Mar. Look, with what courteous action

Ham. O heaven!
It waves you to a more removed ground:

Ghost. Revenge his foul and most annatural murder!
But do not go with it.

Ham. Marder?
Ilor. No, by no means.

Ghost. Murder most foul, as in the best it is;
Ham. It will not speak; then I will follow it. But this most foul, strange, and unnatural.
Hor. Do not, my lord!

Ham. Haste me to know it ; that S, with wings as swift,
Ham. Why, what should be the fear?

As meditation, or the thoughts of love,
I do not set my life at a pin's fee;

May sweep to my revenge.
And, for my soul, what can it do to that,

Ghost. I find thee apt;
Being a thing immortal as itself?

And duller should'st thou be, than the fat weed,
It waves me forth again; — I'll follow it!

That rots itself in ease on Lethe wharf, Hor. What, if it tempt you toward the flood, my Would'st thou not stir in this. Now, Hamlet, hear! lord,

'Tis given out, that, sleeping in mine orchard, Or to the dreadful summit of the cliff,

A serpent stung me; so the whole ear of Denmark
That beetles o'er his base into the sea?

Is by a forged process of my death
And there assume some other horrible form, Rankly abus’d: but know, thou noble youth,
Which might deprive your sovereignty of reason, The serpent, that did sting thy father's life,
And draw you into madness? think of it!

Now wears his crown.
The very place puts toys of desperation,

Ham. O, my prophetic soul! my uncle !
Without more motive, into every brain,

Ghost. Ay, that incestuous, that adulterate beast,
That looks so many fathoms to the sea,

With witchcraft of his wit, with traitorous gifts, And hears it roar beneath.

(0 wicked wit, and gifts, that have the power Ham. It waves me still:

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O, Hamlet, what a falling-off was there!

Mar. (Within.] Nilo, ho, ho, my lord!
From me, whose love was of that dignity,

Ham. Hillo, ho, ho, boy! come, bird, come! That it went hand in hand even with the vow

Enter Horatio and MarcelleS.
I made to her in marriage; and to decline

Mar. How is't, my noble lord ?
Upon a wretch, whose natural gifts were poor Hor. What news, my lord ?
To those of mine!

Ham. O, wonderful!
But virtue, as it never will be mov'd,

Hor. Good my lord, tell it! Though lewdness court it in a shape of heaven;

Ham. No; So last, though to a radiant angel link'd,

You will reveal it. Will sate itself in a celestial bed,

Ilor. Not I, my lord, by heaven!
And prey on garbage.

Mar. Nor I, my lord!
But, soft! methinks I scent the morning air; Ham. How say you then ; would heart of man once
Brief left me be! - Sleeping within miue orchard, think it?
My custom always of the afternoon,

But you'll be secret, -
Upon my secure hour thy uncle stole,

Hor. Mar. Ay, by, heaven, my

lord! With juice of cursed hebenon in a vial,

Ham. There's ne'er a villain,dwelling in all Denmart, And in the porches of mine ears did pour

But he's an arrant knave.
The leperous distilment; whose effect

Hor. There needs no ghost, my lord, come from
Holds such an enmity with blood of man,
That, swift as quicksilver, it courses through

To tell us this.
The natural gates and alleys of the body;

Ham. Why, right! you are in the right! And, with a sudden vigour, it doth posset

And so, without more circumstance at all, And curd, like eager droppings into milk,

I hold it fit, that we shake hands, and part: The thin and wholesome blood; so did it mine; You, as your business, and desire, shall point you; And a most instant tetter bark'd about,

For every man hath business and desire, Most lazar-like, with vile and loathsome crust, Such as it is, -- and, for my own poor part, All my smooth body.

Look you, I will go pray. Thus was I, sleeping, by a brother's hand,

Hor. These are but wild and whirling words, my lord! Of life, of crown, of queen, at once dispatch'd: Ham. I am sorry they offend you, heartily; yes, Cut off even in the blossoms of my sin,

'Faith, heartily! Unhousel'd, disappointed, unanel'd;

Hor. There's no offence, my

lord! No reckoning made, but sent to my account Ham. Yes, by Saint Patrick, but there is, Horatio, With all my imperfections on my head :

And much offence too. Touching this vision bere, O, horrible! 0, horrible! most horrible!

It is an honest ghost, that let me tell you; If thou hast nature in thee, bear it not!

For your desire to know what is between us, Let not the royal bed of Denmark be

O'ermaster it as you may. And now, good frienden A couch for luxury and damned incest!

As you are friends, scholars, and soldiers,
But, howsoever thou pursu'st this act,

Give me one poor request.
Taint not thy mind, nor let thy soul contrive Hor. What is't, my lord ?
Against thy mother aught ! leave her to heaven, We will.
And to those thorns, that in her bosom lodge, Ham. Never make known what you have seen to-
To prick and sting her. Fare thee well at once!

The glow-worm shows the matin to be near, Hor. Mar. My lord; we will not.
And 'gins to pale his uneffectual fire:

Ham, Nay, but swear't ! Adieu, adieu, adieu! remember me!

(Exit, Hor. In faith, Ham. O all you host of heaven! O earth! What My lord, not I! else?

Mar. Nor I, my lord, in faith! And shall I couple hell? -0 fye! Hold, hold, my Hum. Upon my sword! heart !

Mar. We have sworn, my lord, already! And you, my sinews, grow not instant old,

Ham, Indeed, upon my sword, indeed!
But bear me stiffly up! - Remember thee?

Ghost. (Beneath) Swear!
Ay, thon poor ghost, while memory holds a seat Ham. Ha, ha, boy! say'st thou so? art thoa there
In this distracted globe! Remember thee?

true-penny? Yea, from the table of my memory

Come on, - you hear this fellow in the cellarage,
I'll wipe away all trivial fond records,

Consent to swear!
All saws of books, all forms, all pressures past, Hor. Propose the oath, my lord!
That youth and observation copied there; Ham. Never to speak of this that you have seen
And thy commandment all alone shall live

Swear by my sword!
Within the book and volume of my brain,

Ghost. | Beneath.) Swear! Unmix'd with baser matter: yes, by heaven!

Ham. Hic et ubique? then we will shift our O most pernicious woman!

ground :O villain, villain, smiling, damned villain!

Come hither, gentlemen! My tables, -- meet it is, I set it down,

And lay your hands again upon my sword! That one may smile, and smile, and be a villain;

Swear by my sword, At least, I am sure, it may be so in Denmark:

Never to speak of this that yon have heard !

(Writing, Ghost. (Beneath.) Swear by his sword! So, uncle, there you are. Now, to my word;

Ham. Well said, old mole! can'st work i'the earth It is, Adieu, adieu! remember me !

so fast? I have sworn't.

A worthy pioneer!-- Once more remove,good friends! Hor. (Within.) My lord, my lord,

Hor, o day and night, but this is wondrous strange! Mar. (Within.) Lord Hamlet,

Ham. And therefore as a stranger give it welcome Hor. (Within.) Heaven secure him!

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Pol. Marry, sir, here's my drift!
But come!

And, I believe, it is a fetch of warrant;
Here, as before, never, so help you mercy!

You laying these slight sullies on my son,
How strange or odd soe'er I bear myself,

As 'twere a thing a little soild i'the working,
As S, perchance, hereafter shall think meet
To put an antic disposition on,

Your party in converse, him you would sound,
That you, at such times seeing me, never shall, Having ever seen in the prenominate crimes,
With arms encumber'd thus, or this head-shake, The youth you breathe of, guilty, be assur’d,
Or by pronouncing of some doubtful phrase,

He closes with you in this consequence,
As, Well, well, we know ;-or, We could, an if Good sir, or so; or friend, or gentleman,- :
we would ; - or, If we list to speak; or, There According to the phrase, or the addition,
be, an if they might;

Of man, and country.
Or such ambiguous giving out, to vote

Rey. Very good, my

That you know aught of me. - This do you swear, Pol. And then, sir, does he this, – he does —
So grace and mercy at your most need help you !

What was I about to say ? — By the mass, I was
Ghost. (Beneath.] Swear!

about to say something: where did I leave? Ham. Rest

, rest, perturbed spirit! So, gentlemen, Rey. At, closes in the consequence. With all my love I do commeud me to you:

Pol. At, closes in the consequence, – dy marry: And what so poor a man as Hamlet is

He closes with you thus:- I know the gentleman ;
May do, to express his love and friending to you, I saw him yesterday, or t’other day,
God willing, shall not lack. Let us go in together; Or then, or then; with such, or such; and, as you
And still your fingers on your lips, I pray!

The time is out of joint; O cursed spite!

There was he gaming ; there o'ertook in his rouse;
That ever I was born to set it right!

There falling out at tennis: or perchance,
Nay, come, let's go together!

[Exeunt. I suw 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;
SCENE I. – A room in Polonius's house. And thus do we of wisdom and of reach,
Enter PoloniUS and REYNALDO.

With windlaces, and with assays of bias,
Pol. Give him this money,and these notes, Reynaldo! By indirections find directions out:
Rey. I will, my lord !

So, by my former lecture and advice,
Pol. You shall do marvellous wisely, good Reynaldo, Shall you my son. You have me, have you not?
Before you visit him, to make inquiry

Rey. My lord, I have!
Of his behaviour.

Pol. God be wi'


Rey. My lord, I did intend it.

Rey. Good my lord,
Pol. Marry, well said! very well said ! Look you, sir, Pol. Observe his inclination in yourself!

Inquire me first what Danskers are in Paris; Rey. I shall, my lord !
13. Bet 1 And how, and who, what means, and where they keep, Pul. And let him ply his music!
What company, at what expence; and finding, Rey. Well, my lord!

(Exit. By this encompassment and drift of question,

Enter Ophelia.
That they do know my son, come you more nearer, Pol. Farewell! How now, Ophelia ? what's the
Than your particular demands will touch it:

Take you, as 'twere, some distant knowledge of him; Oph. 0, my lord, my lord, I have been so affrighted !
As thus, – I know his father, and his friends, Pol. With what, in the name of heaven?
And, in part, him; do you mark this, Reynaldo? Oph. My lord, as I was sewing in my closet,
Rey. Ay, very well, my lord!

Lord Hamlet, — with his doublet all unbrac'd;
Pol. And, in part, him ;-—but, you may say, not well: No hat upon his head; his stockings foul'd,
But, if't be he I mean, he's very wild;

Ungarter'd, and down-gyved to his ancle; 3!

Addicted so and so; – and there put on him Pale as his shirt; his knees knocking each other;
What forgeries you please; marry, none so rank And with a look so piteous in purport,
dishonour him; take heed of that;

As if he had been loosed out of hell,
But, sir, such wanton, wild, and usual slips, To speak of horrors, - he comes before me.
As are companions noted and most known

Pul. Mad for thy love?
To youth and liberty.

Oph. My lord, I do not know;
Rey. As gaming, my lord.

But, truly, I do fear it.
Pol. Ay, or drinking, fencing, swearing, quarrel- Pol. What said he?

Oph. He took me by the wrist, and held me hard;
Drabbing: - - You may go so far.

Then goes he to the length of all his arm;
Rey. My lord, that would dishonour him. And, with his other hand thus o'er his brow,
Pol. 'Faith, no; as you may season it in the charge. De falls to such perusal of my face,
You must not put another scandal on him, As he would draw it. Long staid he so;
That he is open to incontinency;

At last, a little shaking of mine arm,
That's not my meaning; but breathe his faults so And thrice his head thus waving up and down,

He rais’d a sigh so piteous and profound,
That they may seem the taints of liberty :

As it did seem to shatter all his bulk,
The flash and out-break of a fiery mind;

And end his being. That done, he lets me go:
A savageness in unreclaimed blood,

And, with his head over his shoulder turn'd,
of general assault.

He seem'd to find his way without his eyes ;
Rey. But, my good lord, -

For out o'doors he went without their helps,
Pol. Wherefore should you do this?

And, to the last, bended their light on me.
Rey. Ay my lord,

Pol. Come, go with me! I will go seek the king.
I would know that.

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Pol. The ambassadors from Norway, my good lord,

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What, have you given him any hard words of late?

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Both to my God, and to my gracious king:

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Pol. That hath made him mad.
And I do think, (or else this brain of mine

beauti I am sorry, that with better heed and judgment, Hunts not the trail of policy so sure,

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I had not quoted him: I fear'd, he did but trifle, As it hath us'd to do,) that I have found

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In here It seems, it is as proper to our age

King. 0, speak of that; that do I long to hear! Queen. C To cast beyond ourselves in our opinions,

Pol. Give first admittance to the ambassadors; Pol. God As it is common for the younger sort

My news shall be the fruit to that great feast

. fal. To lack discretion. Come, go we to the king! King. Thyself do grace to them, and bring them in! Doub This must be known; which, being kept close,

Do might move

He tells me, my dear Gertrude, he hath found Doub More grief to hide, than hate to utter love. The head and source of all your son's distemper


Bu Come! [Exeunt. Queen. I doubt, it is no other but the main;

O dear SCENE II. - A room in the castle.

His father's death, and our o'er hasty marriage.
Enter King, Queen, Rosencrantz, GUILDENSTERN, Re-enter POLONIOs, with VOLTIMAND and Conse-
and Attendants.

King. Welcome,dear Rosencrantz,and Guildenstern! King. Well, we shall sist him. - Welcome, 11
Moreover that we much did long to see you,

good friends!

This, in o
The need, we have to use you, did provoke Say, Voltimand, what from our brother Norway?
Our hasty sending. Something have you heard Volt. Most fair return of greetings, and desires!

As they fe of Hamlet's transformation ; so I call it,

Upon our first, he sent out to suppress
Since not the exterior nor the inward man

His nephew's levies; which to him appear'd King. Bu
Resembles that it was. What it should be, To be a preparation 'gainst the Polack;
More than his father's death, that thus hath put him But, better look'd into, be truly found
So much from the understanding of himself, It was against your highness. Whereat grier'd – King. As
I cannot dream of: I entreat you both,

That so his sickness, age, and impotence,
That, -being of so young days brought up with Was falsely borne in hand, - sends out arrests

On Fortinbras; which he, in brief, obeys;
And, since, so neighbour'd, to his youth and hu- Receives rebuke from Norway; and, in fine,

(As I
mour, -

Makes vow before his uncle, never more
That you vouchsafe your rest here in our court To give th' assay of arms against your majesty
Some little time : so by your companies

Whereon old Norway, overcome with joy,
To draw him on to pleasures; and to gather, Gives him three thousand crowns in annual fee;
So much as from occasion you may glean, And his commission, to employ those soldiers,
Whether aught, to us unknown, afflicts him thus, So levied as before, against the Polack:
That, open'd, lies within our remedy.

With an entreaty, herein further shown,
Queen. Good gentlemen, he hath much talk'd of

(Gires a paper

That it might please you to give quiet pass
And, sure I am, two men there are not living, Through your dominions for this enterprize;
To whom he more adheres. If it will please you On such regards of safety, and allowance,
To show us so much gentry, and good will, As therein are set down.
As to expend your time with us a while,

King. It likes us well;
For the supply and profit of our hope,

And, at our more consider'd time, we'll read,
Your visitation shall receive such thanks

Answer, and think upon this busivess.
As fits a king's remembrance.

Meantime, we thank you for your well-topk labeer

Ros. Both your majesties

Go to your rest! at night we'll feast together!
Might, by the sovereign power you have of us, Most welcome home!

dread pleasures more into command,
Than to entreaty.

Pol. This business is well ended.
Guil. But we both obey;

My liege, and madam, to expostulate
And here give up ourselves, in the full bent, What majesty should be, what daty is,
To lay our service freely at your feet,

Why day is day, right night, and time is time,
To be commanded.

Were nothing but to waste night, day, and time
King. Thank, Rosencrantz, and gentle Guilden- Therefore, since brevity is the soul of wit,
stern !

And tediousness the limbs and outward flourishes -
Queen. Thanks, Guildenstern, and gentle Rosen- I will be brief. Your noble son is mad:

Mad call I it; for, to define true madoess,
And I beseech you instantly to visit

What is't, but to be nothing else but mad?
My too much changed son.

Go, some of you,

But let that go!
And bring these gentlemen where Hamlet is!

Queen. More matter, with less art!
Guil. Heavens make our presence, and our prac- Pol. Madam, I swear, I use no art at all!

That he is mad, 'tis true; 'tis true, 'tis pity;
Pleasant and helpful to him!

And pity 'tis, 'tis true: a foolish figure;
Queen. Ay, amen!

But farewell it, for I will use no art.
(Exeunt Rosencrantz, Guildenstern, and Mad let us grant him then: and now remains,
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Mark the encounter: if he love her not,
For this effect, defective, comes by cause:

And be not from his reason fallen thereon,
Thus it remains, and the remainder thus.

Let me be no assistant for a state,

But keep a farm, and carters.
I have a daughter; have, while she is mine; King. We will try it.
Who, in her duty and obedience, mark,

Enter Hamlet, reading.
Hath given me this: now gather, and surmise. Queen. But, look, where sadly the poor wretch
- To the celestial, and my soul's idol, the most comes reading.
beautified Ophelia,

Pol. Away, I do beseech you, both away! That's an ill phrase, a vile phrase; beautified is a I'll board him presently: - 0, give me leave! vile plırase; but you shall hear. Thus:

[Exeunt King, Queen, and Attendants.
In her excellent white bosom, these, etc. How does my good lord Hamlet ?
Queen. Came this from Hamlet to her?

Ham. Well, god-'a-mercy!
Pol. Good madam, stay awhile! I will be faith- Pol. Do you know me, my lord ?
ful. -

Ham. Excellent well; you are a fishmonger.
Doubt thou, the stars are fire ; [Reads. Pol. Not I, my lord !
Doubt, that the sun doth move :

Ham. Then I would you were so honest a man.
Doubt truth to be a liar;

Pol. Honest, my lord ?
But never doubt, I love.

Ham. Ay, sir! to be honest, as this world goes,
O dear Ophelia, I am ill at these numbers; I is to be one man picked out of ten thousand.
have not ari to reckon my groans: but that I love Pol. That's very true, my lord !
thee best, О most best, believe it! Adieu.

Ham. For if the sun breed maggots in a dead dog, Thine evermore, most dear lady, whilst this being a god, kissing carrion,

llave you a machine is to him, Hamlet. daughter? This, in obedience, hath my daughter shown me: Pol. I have, my lord ! And more above, hath his solicitings,

Ham. Let her not walk i’the san: conception is a As they fell out by time, by means, and place, blessing; but as your daughter may conceive, – All given to mine ear.

friend, look to't! King. But how hath she

Pol. How say you by that? [Aside.) Still harping Receiv'd his love?

on my daughter:- yet he knew me not at first; he Pol. What do you think of me?

said, I was a fishmonger. He is far gone, far gone: King. As of a man faithful and honourable. and, truly in my youth I suliered much extremity Pol. I would fain prove so. Bat what might you for love; very near this. I'll speak him again.think,

What do you read, my lord ? When I had seen this hot love on the wing,

Ham. Words, words, words! (As I perceiv'd it, I must tell you that,

Pol. What is the matter, my lord ? Before my daughter told me,) what might you, Ham. Between who? Or my dear majesty your queen here, think, Pol. I mean, the matter that you read, my lord! Jf I had play'd the desk, or table-book;

Ham. Slanders, sir! for the satirical rogue says Or given my heart a working, mute and dumb; here, that old men have grey beards; that their Or look'd upon this love with idle sight;

faces are wrinkled; their eyes purging thick amber, brose What might you think? no, I went round to work, and plum-tree gum; and that they have a plentiful

And my young mistress thus did I bespeak; | lack of wit, together with most weak hams. All of Lord Hamlet is a prince out of thy sphere; which, sir, though I most powerfully and potently

This must not be: and then I precepts gave her, believe, yet I hold it not honesty to have it thus set et That she should lock herself from his resort, down; for yourself, sir, shall be as old as I am, if, Admit no messengers, receive no tokens.

like a crab, you could go backward. Which done, she took the fruits of my advice; Pol. Though this be madness, yet there's method And he, repulsed, (a short tale to make,)

in it. [ Aside. ] Will you walk out of the air, my Fell into a sadness; then into a fast;

lord ? Thence to a watch; thence into a weakness;

Ham. Into my grave. Thence to a lightness; and, by this declension, Pol. Indeed, that is out o' the air. — How pregnant Into the madness wherein now he raves,

sometimes his replies are! a happiness that often And all we mourn for.

madness hits on, which reason and sanity could not King. Do you think, 'tis this?

so prosperously be delivered of. I will leave him, Queen. It may be, very likely.

and suddenly contrive the means of meeting, bePol. Hath there been such a time, (I'd sain know tween him and my daughter. – My honourable lord, that,)

I will most humbly take my leave of you. That I have positively said, 'Tie so,

Ham. You caunot, sir, take from me any thing When it prov'd otherwise?

that I will more willingly part withal; except my King. Not that I kuow.

life, except my life, except my life. Pol. Take this from this, if this be otherwise : Pol. Fare you well, my lord!

(Pointing io his heud and shoulder. Ham. These tedious old fuols! If circumstances lead me, I will find

Enter RosenCRAETZ and Guildenstenx. Where trnth is hid, though it were hid indeed Pol. Yon go to seek the lord Hamlet ; there he is. Within the centre.

Ros. God save you, sir !

[To Polonius. King. How may we try it further?

(Exit Polonius. Pol. You know, sometimes he walks four hours Guil. My honour'd lord! together,

Ros. My most dear lord ! Here in the lobby.

Ham. My excellent good friends! How dost thou, Queen. So he does, indeed!

Guildenstern? Ah, Rosencrantz! Good lads, how do Pol. At such a time I'll loose my daughter to him: ye

both ? and I behind an arras then;

Ros. As the indifferent children of the earth.


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