King. With all my heart; and it doth much con tent me To hear him so inclin❜d. Good gentlemen, give him a further edge, [Exeunt ROSENCRANTZ and Guildenstern. King. For we have closely sent for Hamlet hither; 9 Her father, and myself (lawful espials') Will so bestow ourselves, that, seeing, unseen, If 't be the affliction of his love, or no, Queen. I shall obey you: And, for your part, Ophelia, I do wish, That your good beauties be the happy cause Of Hamlet's wildness: so shall I hope, your virtues Will bring him to his wonted way again, To both your honours. Oph. Madam, I wish it may. [Exit Queen. Pol. Ophelia, walk you here:- Gracious, so please you, We will bestow ourselves: - Read on this book; [TO OPHELIA. That show of such an exercise may colour Your loneliness. We are oft to blame in this, 'Tis too much prov'd', - that, with devotion's visage, And pious action, we do sugar o'er The devil himself. The harlot's cheek, beautied with plastering art, [Aside. Pol. I hear him coming; let's withdraw, my lord, [Exeunt King and POLONIUS. Enter HAMlet. Ham. To be, or not to be, that is the question : Whether 'tis nobler in the mind, to suffer The slings and arrows of outrageous fortune; Or to take arms against a sea of troubles, And, by opposing, end them? To die, sleep, to No more; and, by a sleep, to say we end rub; For in that sleep of death what dreams may come, For who would bear the whips and scorns of time, The oppressor's wrong, the proud man's contumely, 6 The pangs of despis'd love, the law's delay, 3 Stir, bustle. 4 Consideration. 8 $ Rudeness. 7 The ancient term for a small dagger. 8 Pack, burden. The undiscover'd country, from whose bourn Is sicklied o'er with the pale cast of thought; Oph. Oph. My lord, I have remembrances of yours, That I have longed long to re-deliver; I pray you, now receive them. Ham. I never gave you aught. No, not I; Oph. My honour'd lord, you know right well, you did; And, with them, words of so sweet breath compos'd As made the things more rich: their perfume lost, Take these again; for to the noble mind, Rich gifts wax poor, when givers prove unkind. There, my lord. Ham. Ha, ha! are you honest ? Oph. My lord? Ham. Are you fair? Oph. What means your lordship? Ham. That if you be honest, and fair, you should admit no discourse to your beauty. Oph. Could beauty, my lord, have better commerce than with honesty? Ham. Ay, truly; for the power of beauty will sooner debase honesty from what it is, than the VOL. X. Boundary, limits. 1 Prayers. force of honesty can translate beauty into his likeness; this was some time a paradox, but now the time gives it proof. I did love you once. Oph. Indeed, my lord, you made me believe so. Ham. You should not have believed me: for virtue cannot so inoculate our old stock, but we shall relish of it: I loved you not. Oph. I was the more deceived. Ham. Get thee to a nunnery; Why would'st thou be a breeder of sinners? I am myself indifferent honest; but yet I could accuse me of such things, that it were better, my mother had not borne me : I am very proud, revengeful, ambitious; with more offences at my beck, than I have thoughts to put them in, imagination to give them shape, or time to act them in: What should such fellows as I do crawling between earth and heaven! We are arrant knaves, all; believe none of us: Go thy ways to a nunnery. Where 's your father? Oph. At home, my lord. Ham. Let the doors be shut upon him; that he may play the fool no where but in 's own house. Farewell. Oph. O, help him, you sweet heavens ! Ham. If thou dost marry, I'll give thee this plague for thy dowry; Be thou as chaste as ice, as pure as snow, thou shalt not escape calumny. Get thee to a nunnery; farewell: Or, if thou wilt needs marry, - marry a fool; for wise men know well enough, what monsters you make of them. To a nunnery, go; and quickly too. Farewell. Oph. Heavenly powers, restore him! Ham. I have heard of your paintings too, well enough; Nature hath given you one face, and you make yourselves another: you jig, you amble, and you lisp, and nick-name God's creatures, and make your wantonness your ignorance: Go to; I'll no more of't; it hath made me mad. I say, we will have no more marriages: those that are married al ready, all but one, shall live; the rest shall keep as The expectancy and rose of the fair state, To have seen what I have seen, see what I see! Re-enter King and POLONIUS. King. Love! his affections do not that way tend; Nor what he spake, though it lack'd form a little, Was not like madness. There's something in his soul, O'er which his melancholy sits on brood; And, I do doubt, the hatch, and the disclose, I have, in quick determination, Thus set it down; He shall with speed to England, With variable objects, shall expel This something-settled matter in his heart; - 2 Alienation of mind. |