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- HAMLET PRINCE OF DENMARK
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- Act 3 Scene 1
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- (Enter King Claudius, Queen Gertrude, Polonius, Ophelia, Rosencrantz,
- Guildenstern, and lords)
- King Claudius (to Rosencrantz and Guildenstern)
- l1l And can you by no drift of circumstance
- l2l Get from him why he puts on this confusion,
- l3l Grating so harshly all his days of quiet
- l4l With turbulent and dangerous lunacy?
- l5l Rosencrantz He does confess he feels himself distracted,
- l6l But from what cause a will by no means speak.
- l7l Guildenstern Nor do we find him forward to be sounded,
- l8l But with a crafty madness keeps aloof
- l9l When we would bring him on to some confession
- l10l Of his true state.
- l11l Queen Gertrude Did he receive you well?
- l12l Rosencrantz Most like a gentleman.
- l13l Guildenstern But with much forcing of his disposition.
- l14l Rosencrantz Niggard of question, but of our demands
- l15l Most free in his reply.
- Queen Gertrude Did you assay him
- l16l To any pastime?
- l17l Rosencrantz Madam, it so fell out that certain players
- l18l We oÆer-raught on the way. Of these we told him,
- l19l And there did seem in him a kind of joy
- l20l To hear of it. They are about the court,
- l21l And, as I think, they have already order
- l22l This night to play before him.
- Polonius ÆTis most true,
- l23l And he beseeched me to entreat your majesties
- l24l To hear and see the matter.
- l25l King Claudius With all my heart; and it doth much content me
- l26l To hear him so inclined.ùGood gentlemen,
- l27l Give him a further edge, and drive his purpose on
- l28l To these delights.
- l29l Rosencrantz We shall, my lord.
- (Exeunt Rosencrantz and Guildenstern)
- l30l King Claudius Sweet Gertrude, leave us too,
- l31l For we have closely sent for Hamlet hither,
- l32l That he, as Ætwere by accident, may here
- l33l Affront Ophelia.
- l34l Her father and myself, lawful espials,
- l35l Will so bestow ourselves that, seeing unseen,
- l36l We may of their encounter frankly judge,
- l37l And gather by him, as he is behaved,
- l38l If Æt be thÆ affliction of his love or no
- l39l That thus he suffers for.
- Queen Gertrude I shall obey you.
- l40l And for your part, Ophelia, I do wish
- l41l That your good beauties be the happy cause
- l42l Of HamletÆs wildness; so shall I hope your virtues
- l43l Will bring him to his wonted way again,
- l44l To both your honours.
- Ophelia Madam, I wish it may.
- (Exit Gertrude)
- l45l Polonius Ophelia, walk you here.ùGracious, so please you,
- l46l We will bestow ourselves.ùRead on this book,
- l47l That show of such an exercise may colour
- l48l Your loneliness. We are oft to blame in this:
- l49l ÆTis too much proved that with devotionÆs visage
- l50l And pious action we do sugar oÆer
- l51l The devil himself.
- King Claudius O, Ætis too true.
- (Aside)
- l52l How smart a lash that speech doth give my conscience.
- l53l The harlotÆs cheek, beautied with plastÆring art,
- l54l Is not more ugly to the thing that helps it
- l55l Than is my deed to my most painted word.
- l56l O heavy burden!
- l57l Polonius I hear him coming. LetÆs withdraw, my lord.
- (Exeunt Claudius and Polonius)
- (Enter Prince Hamlet)
- l58l Hamlet To be, or not to be; that is the question:
- l59l Whether Ætis nobler in the mind to suffer
- l60l The slings and arrows of outrageous fortune,
- l61l Or to take arms against a sea of troubles,
- l62l And, by opposing, end them. To die, to sleepù
- l63l No more, and by a sleep to say we end
- l64l The heartache and the thousand natural shocks
- l65l That flesh is heir toùÆtis a consummation
- l66l Devoutly to be wished. To die, to sleep.
- l67l To sleep, perchance to dream. Ay, thereÆs the rub,
- l68l For in that sleep of death what dreams may come
- l69l When we have shuffled off this mortal coil
- l70l Must give us pause. ThereÆs the respect
- l71l That makes calamity of so long life,
- l72l For who would bear the whips and scorns of time,
- l73l ThÆ oppressorÆs wrong, the proud manÆs contumely,
- l74l The pangs of disprized love, the lawÆs delay,
- l75l The insolence of office, and the spurns
- l76l That patient merit of thÆ unworthy takes,
- l77l When he himself might his quietus make
- l78l With a bare bodkin? Who would these fardels bear,
- l79l To grunt and sweat under a weary life,
- l80l But that the dread of something after death,
- l81l The undiscovered country from whose bourn
- l82l No traveller returns, puzzles the will,
- l83l And makes us rather bear those ills we have
- l84l Than fly to others that we know not of?
- l85l Thus conscience does make cowards of us all,
- l86l And thus the native hue of resolution
- l87l Is sicklied oÆer with the pale cast of thought,
- l88l And enterprises of great pith and moment
- l89l With this regard their currents turn awry,
- l90l And lose the name of action. Soft you, now,
- l91l The fair Ophelia!ùNymph, in thy orisons
- l92l Be all my sins remembered.
- Ophelia Good my lord,
- l93l How does your honour for this many a day?
- l94l Hamlet I humbly thank you, well, well, well.
- l95l Ophelia My lord, I have remembrances of yours
- l96l That I have longΦd long to redeliver.
- l97l I pray you now receive them.
- l98l Hamlet No, no, I never gave you aught.
- l99l Ophelia My honoured lord, you know right well you did,
- l100l And with them words of so sweet breath composed
- l101l As made the things more rich. Their perfume lost,
- l102l Take these again; for to the noble mind
- l103l Rich gifts wax poor when givers prove unkind.
- l104l There, my lord.
- l105l Hamlet Ha, ha? Are you honest?
- l106l Ophelia My lord.
- l107l Hamlet Are you fair?
- l108l Ophelia What means your lordship?
- l109l Hamlet That if you be honest and fair, your honesty
- l110l should admit no discourse to your beauty.
- l111l Ophelia Could beauty, my lord, have better commerce
- l112l than with honesty?
- l113l Hamlet Ay, truly, for the power of beauty will sooner
- l114l transform honesty from what it is to a bawd than the
- l115l force of honesty can translate beauty into his likeness.
- l116l This was sometime a paradox, but now the time gives
- l117l it proof. I did love you once.
- l118l Ophelia Indeed, my lord, you made me believe so.
- l119l Hamlet You should not have believed me, for virtue
- l120l cannot so inoculate our old stock but we shall relish
- l121l of it. I loved you not.
- l122l Ophelia I was the more deceived.
- l123l Hamlet Get thee to a nunnery. Why wouldst thou be a
- l124l breeder of sinners? I am myself indifferent honest, but
- l125l yet I could accuse me of such things that it were better
- l126l my mother had not borne me. I am very proud,
- l127l revengeful, ambitious, with more offences at my beck
- l128l than I have thoughts to put them in, imagination to
- l129l give them shape, or time to act them in. What should
- l130l such fellows as I do crawling between heaven and
- l131l earth? We are arrant knaves, all. Believe none of us.
- l132l Go thy ways to a nunnery. WhereÆs your father?
- l133l Ophelia At home, my lord.
- l134l Hamlet Let the doors be shut upon him, that he may
- l135l play the fool nowhere but in Æs own house. Farewell.
- l136l Ophelia O help him, you sweet heavens!
- l137l Hamlet If thou dost marry, IÆll give thee this plague for
- l138l thy dowry: be thou as chaste as ice, as pure as snow,
- l139l thou shalt not escape calumny. Get thee to a nunnery,
- l140l go, farewell. Or if thou wilt needs marry, marry a fool;
- l141l for wise men know well enough what monsters you
- l142l make of them. To a nunnery, go, and quickly, too.
- l143l Farewell.
- l144l Ophelia O heavenly powers, restore him!
- l145l Hamlet I have heard of your paintings, too, well enough.
- l146l God hath given you one face, and you make yourselves
- l147l another. You jig, you amble, and you lisp, and
- l148l nickname GodÆs creatures, and make your wantonness
- l149l your ignorance. Go to, IÆll no more on Æt. It hath made
- l150l me mad. I say we will have no more marriages. Those
- l151l that are married alreadyùall but oneùshall live. The
- l152l rest shall keep as they are. To a nunnery, go.
- (Exit)
- l153l Ophelia O what a noble mind is here oÆerthrown!
- l154l The courtierÆs, soldierÆs, scholarÆs eye, tongue, sword,
- l155l ThÆ expectancy and rose of the fair state,
- l156l The glass of fashion and the mould of form,
- l157l ThÆ observed of all observers, quite, quite, down!
- l158l And I, of ladies most deject and wretched,
- l159l That sucked the honey of his music vows,
- l160l Now see that noble and most sovereign reason
- l161l Like sweet bells jangled out of tune and harsh;
- l162l That unmatched form and feature of blown youth
- l163l Blasted with ecstasy. O woe is me,
- l164l TÆ have seen what I have seen, see what I see!
- (Enter King Claudius and Polonius)
- l165l King Claudius Love? His affections do not that way tend,
- l166l Nor what he spake, though it lacked form a little,
- l167l Was not like madness. ThereÆs something in his soul
- l168l OÆer which his melancholy sits on brood,
- l169l And I do doubt the hatch and the disclose
- l170l Will be some danger; which to prevent
- l171l I have in quick determination
- l172l Thus set it down: he shall with speed to England
- l173l For the demand of our neglected tribute.
- l174l Haply the seas and countries different,
- l175l With variable objects, shall expel
- l176l This something-settled matter in his heart,
- l177l Whereon his brains still beating puts him thus
- l178l From fashion of himself. What think you on Æt?
- l179l Polonius It shall do well. But yet do I believe
- l180l The origin and commencement of this grief
- l181l Sprung from neglected love.ùHow now, Ophelia?
- l182l You need not tell us what Lord Hamlet said;
- l183l We heard it all.ùMy lord, do as you please,
- l184l But, if you hold it fit, after the play
- l185l Let his queen mother all alone entreat him
- l186l To show his griefs. Let her be round with him,
- l187l And IÆll be placed, so please you, in the ear
- l188l Of all their conference. If she find him not,
- l189l To England send him, or confine him where
- l190l Your wisdom best shall think.
- King Claudius It shall be so.
- l191l Madness in great ones must not unwatched go.
- (Exeunt)
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