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A worthy pioneer !-- Once more remove, good

friends.
Hor. O day and night, but this is wondrous

strange!
Ham. And therefore as a stranger give it welcome,
There are more things in heaven and earth, Horatio,
Than are dreamt of in your philosophy.
But come;
Here, as before, never, so help you mercy!
How strange or odd so'er I bear myself,
As I, perchance, hereafter shall think meet
To put an antick disposition on, -
That
you,

at such times seeing me, never shall,
With arms encumber'd thus, or this head-shake,
Or by pronouncing of some doubtful phrase,
As, Well, well, we know ; or, We could, an if we
would ;

or, If we list to speak; -or, There be, an if they might ; Or such ambiguous giving out, to note That

you know aught of me:-- This do you swear, So grace

and mercy at your most need help you ! Ghost. [Beneath.] Swear. ( Ham. Rest, rest, perturbed spirit! So gentle

men, 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,
Heaven willing, shall not lack. Let us go in to-

gether ;
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.

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Enter POLONIUS and REYNALDO. Pol. Give him this money, and these notes, Rey.

naldo. Rey. I will, my lord. Pol. You shall do marvellous wisely, good Rey

naldo,
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 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 '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 ;
Addicted so and so ; - and there put on him

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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.
Pol. Ay, or drinking, fencing, swearing, quar-

relling.
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.
Rey.

But, my good lord,
Pol. Wherefore should you do this ?
Rey.

Ay, my lord,
I would know that.
Pol.

Marry, sir, here's my drift;
And, I believe, it is a fetch of warrant :
You laying these slight sullies on my son,
As 'twere a thing a little soild i' the working,
Mark

you,
Your party in converse,

him
you

would sound,
Having ever seen in the prenominate* crimes,
The youth you breathe of, guilty, be assurd,
He closes with you in this consequence;
Good sir, or so; or, friend, or gentleman,
According to the phrase, or the addition,
Of man, and country.
Rey.

Very good, my lord.
Pol. And then sir, does he this, - He does

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What 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 consequence,- Ay, marry; He closes with you thus :- I know the gentleman ; I saw him yesterday, or ť 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 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 former lecture and advice,
Shall you, my son: You have me, have you not?

Rey. My lord, I have.
Pol.

Then; fare

you

well.
Rey. Good my lord,
Pol. Observe his inclination in yourself.
Rey. I shail, my lord.
Pol. And let him ply his musick.
Rey.

Well, my lord.

[Exit.

Enter OPHELIA.

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?

Oph. My lord, as I was sewing in my closet, 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 ;

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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.

My lord, I do not know ;
But, truly, I do fear it.
Pol.

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,
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,
As 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 helps,
And, to the last, bended their light on me.

Pol. Come, go with me; I will go seek the king.
This is the very ecstasy of love ;
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 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,

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