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

might move More grief to hide, than hate to utter love. Come.

[Exeunt.

SCENE II.

A Room in the Castle.

Enter King, Queen, ROSENCRANTZ, GUILDEX

STERN, and Attendants. King. Welcome, dear Rosencrantz, and Guilden

stern ! Moreover that we much did long to see you, The need, we have to use you, did provoke Our hasty sending. Something have you heard Of Hamlet's transformation ; so I call it, Since not the exterior nor the inward man Resembles that it was : What it should be, More than his father's death, that thus hath put him So much from the understanding of himself, I cannot dream of: I entreat you both, That, -being of so young days brought up with And, since, so neighbour'd to his youth and hu.

mour, That you vouchsafe your rest here in our court Some little time: so by your companies To draw him on to pleasures; and to gather, So much as from occasion you may glean, Whether aught, to us unknown, afflicts him thus, That, open'd, lies within our remedy. I

him :

Queen. Good gentlemen, he hath much, talk'd of

you; And, sure I

am,

two men there are not living, To whom he more adheres. If it will please you To show us so much gentry, and good will, As to expend your time with us awhile, For the supply and profit of our hope, Your visitation shall receive such thanks As fits a king's remembrance. Ros.

Both your majesties
Might, by the sovereign power you have of us,
Put your dread pleasures more into command
Than to entreaty.
Guil,

But we both obey;
And here give up ourselves, in the full bent ® ;
To lay our service freely at your feet,
To be commanded.

King, Thanks, Rosencrantz, and gentle Guilden-
Queen. Thanks, Guildenstern, and gentle Rosen-

crantz: And I beseech you instantly to visit My too much changed son. -Go, some of you And bring these gentlemen where Hamlet is. Guild. Heavens make our presence, and our

practices, Pleasant and helpful to him ! Queen.

Ay, amen! [Exeunt ROSENCRANTZ, GUILDENSTERN,

and some Attendants.

stern.

1

Énter POLONIUS. Pol. The ambassadors from Norway, my good,

lord, Are joyfully return'd. King. Thou still hast been the father of good

news.

8 Utmost exertion.

Pol. Have I, my lord ? Assure you, my good

liege,
I hold my duty, as I hold my soul,
Both to my God, and to my gracious king :
And I do think, (or else this brain of mine
Hunts not the trail ' of policy so sure
As it hath us'd to do,) that I have found
The very cause of Hamlet's lunacy.

King. O, speak of that: that do I long to hear.

Pol. Give first admittance to the ambassadors ; My news shall be the fruit to that great feast. King. Thyself do grace to them, and bring them in.

[Exit POLONIUS. He tells me, my dear Gertrude, he hath found The head and source of all your son's distemper.

Queen. I doubt it is no other but the main;
His father's death, and our o'erhasty marriage.
Re-enter POLONIUS, with VOLTIMAND and COR-

NELIUS.
King. Well, we shall sift him. -- Welcome, my

good friends! Say, Voltimand, what from our brother Norway ?

Volt. Most fair return of greetings, and desires. Upon our first, he sent out to suppress His nephew's levies ; which to him appear'd To be a preparation 'gainst the Polack'; But, better look'd into, he truly found It was against your highness: Whereat griev'd, That so his sickness, age, and impotence, Was falsely borne in hand ?, - sends out arrests On Fortinbras ; which he, in brief, obeys ; Receives rebuke from Norway; and, in fine, Makes vow before his uncle, never more To give the assay of arms against your majesty, Whereon old Norway, overcome with joy,

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Gives him three thousand crowns in annual fee;
And his commission, to employ those soldiers,
So levied as before, against the Polack :
With an entreaty, herein further shown,

[Gives a Paper.
That it might please you to give quiet pass
Through your dominions for this enterprize;
On such regards of safety, and allowance,
As therein are set down,
King.

It likes us well :
And, at our more consider'd time, we'll read,
Answer, and think upon this business,
Mean time, we thank

you
for

your well-took labour : Go to your rest; at night we'll feast together: Most welcome home!

[Exeunt VoLTIMAND and CORNELIUS. Poi.

This business is well ended:
My liege, and madam, to expostulate 3
What majesty should bé, what duty is,
Why day is day, night, night, and time is time,
Were nothing but to waste night, day, and time.
Therefore, since brevity is the soul of wit,
And tediousness the limbs and outward flourishes,
I will be brief: Your noble son is mad :
Mad call I it: for, to define true madness,
What is 't, but to be nothing else but'mad :
But let that go.

Queen. More matter, with less art.

Pol. Madam, I swear I use no art at all.-
That he is mad, 'tis true: 'tis true, 'tis pity;
And pity 'tis 'tis true : a foolish figure;
But farewell it, for I will use no art.
Mad let us grant him then: and now remains,
That we find out the cause of this effect;
Or, rather say, the cause of this defect;
For this effect, defective, comes by cause :
Thus it remains, and the remainder thus.
Perpend.

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3 Discuss.

I have a daughter; have, while she is mine;
Who, in her duty and obedience, mark,
Hath given me this : Now gather and surmise.

To the celestial, and my soul's idol, the most beautified Ophelia, That's an ill phrase, a vile phrase ; beautified is a vile phrase ; but you shall hear. Thus :

In her excellent white bosom, these, &c.
Queen. Came this from Hamlet to her?
Pol. Good madam, stay awhile; I will be faith-

ful,

Doubt thou, the stars are fire ; [Reads.

Doubt, that the sun doth move :
Doubt truth to be a lier ;

But never doubt, I love. O dear Ophelia, I am ill at these numbers; I have not art to reckon my groans ; but that I love the best, 0 most best, believe it. Adieu.

Thine evermore, most dear lady, whilst

this machine is to him, Hamlet.

'This, in obedience, hath my daughter shown me:
And more above, hath his solicitings,
As they fell out by time, by means, and place,
All given to mine ear.
King

But how hath she
Receiv'd his love?
Pol.

What do you think of me?
King. As of a man faithful and honourable.
Pol. I would fain prove so.

But what might you think, When I had seen this hot love on the wing, (As I perceiv'd it, I must tell you that, Before my daughter told me,) what might you, Or my dear majesty your queen here, think, If I had play'd the desk, or table-book; Or given my heart a working, mute and dumb; Or look'd upon this love with idle sight;

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