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Act 2 scene 2

  ACT II SCENE II A room in the castle.  
  [Enter KING CLAUDIUS, QUEEN GERTRUDE, ROSENCRANTZ,
GUILDENSTERN, and Attendants]		  
KING CLAUDIUS








 Welcome, dear Rosencrantz and Guildenstern!
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 call it,
Sith nor 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 him,
And sith so neighbour'd to his youth and havior,
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.



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


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GUILDENSTERN 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 CLAUDIUS Thanks, Rosencrantz and gentle Guildenstern. 35
QUEEN GERTRUDE Thanks, Guildenstern and gentle Rosencrantz:
And I beseech you instantly to visit
My too much changed son. Go, some of you,
And bring these gentlemen where Hamlet is.


GUILDENSTERN Heavens make our presence and our practises
Pleasant and helpful to him!		 40
QUEEN GERTRUDE Ay, amen!  
  [Exeunt ROSENCRANTZ, GUILDENSTERN, and some
Attendants]		  
  [Enter POLONIUS]  
LORD POLONIUS The ambassadors from Norway, my good lord,
Are joyfully return'd.		  
KING CLAUDIUS Thou still hast been the father of good news. 45
LORD POLONIUS Have I, my lord? I assure 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 used to do, that I have found
The very cause of Hamlet's lunacy.



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KING CLAUDIUS O, speak of that; that do I long to hear.  
LORD POLONIUS Give first admittance to the ambassadors;
My news shall be the fruit to that great feast.
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KING CLAUDIUS 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 GERTRUDE I doubt it is no other but the main;
His father's death, and our o'erhasty marriage.
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KING CLAUDIUS Well, we shall sift him.  
  [Re-enter POLONIUS, with VOLTIMAND and CORNELIUS]  
  Welcome, my good friends!
Say, Voltimand, what from our brother Norway?		  
VOLTIMAND











 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 grieved,
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,
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,
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  [Giving a paper]  
  That it might please you to give quiet pass
Through your dominions for this enterprise,
On such regards of safety and allowance
As therein are set down.


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KING CLAUDIUS It likes us well;
And at our more consider'd time well read,
Answer, and think upon this business.
Meantime we thank you for your well-took labour:
Go to your rest; at night we'll feast together:
Most welcome home!



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  [Exeunt VOLTIMAND and CORNELIUS]  
LORD POLONIUS




This business is well ended.
My liege, and madam, to expostulate
What majesty should be, 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.


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QUEEN GERTRUDE More matter, with less art.  
LORD POLONIUS




 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.
I have a daughter--have while she is mine--
Who, in her duty and obedience, mark,
Hath given me this: now gather, and surmise.
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  [Reads]  
  '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:

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  [Reads]  
  'In her excellent white bosom, these, etc.'  
QUEEN GERTRUDE Came this from Hamlet to her?  
LORD POLONIUS Good madam, stay awhile; I will be faithful.  
  [Reads]  
       'Doubt thou the stars are fire;
     Doubt that the sun doth move;
     Doubt truth to be a liar;
     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 thee best, O
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.
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KING CLAUDIUS But how hath she received his love?  
LORD POLONIUS What do you think of me?  
KING CLAUDIUS As of a man faithful and honourable.  
LORD POLONIUS












 I would fain prove so. But what might you think,
When I had seen this hot love on the wing--
As I perceived 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 winking, mute and dumb,
Or look'd upon this love with idle sight;
What might you think? No, I went round to work,
And my young mistress thus I did bespeak:
'Lord Hamlet is a prince, out of thy star;
This must not be:' and then I precepts gave her,
That she should lock herself from his resort,
Admit no messengers, receive no tokens.
Which done, she took the fruits of my advice;
And he, repulsed--a short tale to make--
Fell into a sadness, then into a fast,
Thence to a watch, thence into a weakness,
Thence to a lightness, and, by this declension,
Into the madness wherein now he raves,
And all we mourn for.		 140




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KING CLAUDIUS Do you think 'tis this?  
QUEEN GERTRUDE It may be, very likely.  
LORD POLONIUS Hath there been such a time--I'd fain know
that--
That I have positively said 'Tis so,'
When it proved otherwise?

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KING CLAUDIUS Not that I know.  
LORD POLONIUS [Pointing to his head and shoulder]
Take this from this, if this be otherwise:
If circumstances lead me, I will find
Where truth is hid, though it were hid indeed
Within the centre.

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KING CLAUDIUS How may we try it further?  
LORD POLONIUS You know, sometimes he walks four hours together
Here in the lobby.		  
QUEEN GERTRUDE So he does indeed. 175
LORD POLONIUS At such a time I'll loose my daughter to him:
Be you and I behind an arras then;
Mark the encounter: if he love her not
And be not from his reason fall'n thereon,
Let me be no assistant for a state,
But keep a farm and carters.



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KING CLAUDIUS We will try it.  
QUEEN GERTRUDE But, look, where sadly the poor wretch comes
reading.		  
LORD POLONIUS Away, I do beseech you, both away:
I'll board him presently. O, give me leave:		 185
  [Exeunt KING CLAUDIUS, QUEEN GERTRUDE, and
Attendants]		  
  [Enter HAMLET, reading]  
  How does my good Lord Hamlet?  
HAMLET Well, God-a-mercy.  
LORD POLONIUS Do you know me, my lord?  
HAMLET Excellent well; you are a fishmonger. 190
LORD POLONIUS Not I, my lord.  
HAMLET Then I would you were so honest a man.  
LORD POLONIUS Honest, my lord!  
HAMLET Ay, sir; to be honest, as this world goes, is to
be one man picked out of ten thousand.
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LORD POLONIUS That's very true, my lord.  
HAMLET For if the sun breed maggots in a dead
dog, being a god kissing carrion,--Have you a
daughter?		  
LORD POLONIUS I have, my lord. 200
HAMLET Let her not walk i' the sun: conception is a
blessing: but not as your daughter may conceive.
Friend, look to 't.		  
LORD POLONIUS [Aside] How say you by that? Still harping on
my daughter: yet he knew me not at first; he said I
was a fishmonger: he is far gone, far gone: and truly in my
youth I suffered much extremity for love; very near
this. I'll speak to him again. What do you read, my
lord?
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HAMLET Words, words, words. 210
LORD POLONIUS What is the matter, my lord?  
HAMLET Between who?  
LORD POLONIUS I mean, the matter that you read, my lord.  
HAMLET Slanders, sir: for the satirical rogue says here
that old men have grey beards, that their faces are
wrinkled, their eyes purging thick amber and
plum-tree gum and that they have a plentiful lack of
wit, together with most weak hams: all which, sir,
though I most powerfully and potently believe, yet I
hold it not honesty to have it thus set down, for
yourself, sir, should be old as I am, if like a crab
you could go backward.
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LORD POLONIUS [Aside] Though this be madness, yet there is
method in 't. Will you walk out of the air, my lord?		  
HAMLET Into my grave. 225
LORD POLONIUS Indeed, that is out o' the air. [Aside] How
pregnant sometimes his replies are! a happiness
that often madness hits on, which reason and
sanity could not so prosperously be delivered of. I
will leave him, and suddenly contrive the means of
meeting between him and my daughter.--My honourable
lord, I will most humbly take my leave of you.



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HAMLET You cannot, sir, take from me any thing that I
will more willingly part withal: except my life,
except my life, except my life.

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LORD POLONIUS Fare you well, my lord.  
HAMLET These tedious old fools!  
  [Enter ROSENCRANTZ and GUILDENSTERN]  
LORD POLONIUS You go to seek the Lord Hamlet; there he is.  
ROSENCRANTZ [To POLONIUS] God save you, sir!  
  [Exit POLONIUS]  
GUILDENSTERN My honoured lord! 240
ROSENCRANTZ My most dear lord!  
HAMLET My excellent good friends! How dost thou,
Guildenstern? Ah, Rosencrantz! Good lads, how do
ye both?		  
ROSENCRANTZ As the indifferent children of the earth. 245
GUILDENSTERN Happy, in that we are not over-happy;
On fortune's cap we are not the very button.		  
HAMLET Nor the soles of her shoe?  
ROSENCRANTZ Neither, my lord.  
HAMLET Then you live about her waist, or in the
middle of her favours?		 250
GUILDENSTERN 'Faith, her privates we.  
HAMLET In the secret parts of fortune? O, most true;
She is a strumpet. What's the news?		  
ROSENCRANTZ None, my lord, but that the world's
grown honest.		 255
HAMLET Then is doomsday near: but your news is not true.
Let me question more in particular: what
have you, my good friends, deserved at the hands of fortune, that she sends you to prison hither?


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GUILDENSTERN Prison, my lord!  
HAMLET Denmark's a prison.  
ROSENCRANTZ Then is the world one.  
HAMLET A goodly one; in which there are many con-
fines, wards and dungeons, Denmark being one o'
the worst.
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ROSENCRANTZ We think not so, my lord.  
HAMLET Why, then, 'tis none to you; for there is
nothing either good or bad, but thinking makes it
so: to me it is a prison.

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ROSENCRANTZ Why then, your ambition makes it one;
'tis too narrow for your mind.
HAMLET O God, I could be bounded in a nut shell and
count myself a king of infinite space, were it not
that I have bad dreams.

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GUILDENSTERN Which dreams indeed are ambition,
for the very substance of the ambitious is merely
the shadow of a dream.		  
HAMLET A dream itself is but a shadow.  
ROSENCRANTZ Truly, and I hold ambition of so airy
and light a quality that it is but a shadow's shadow.		 280
HAMLET Then are our beggars bodies, and our mon-
archs and outstretched heroes the beggars' sha-
dows. Shall we to the court? for, by my fay, I cannot reason.


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ROSENCRANTZ/
GUILDENSTERN		 We'll wait upon you.  
HAMLET No such matter: I will not sort you with the
rest of my servants, for, to speak to you like an
honest man, I am most dreadfully attended. But,
in the beaten way of friendship, what make you at
Elsinore?


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ROSENCRANTZ To visit you, my lord; no other occasion.  
HAMLET Beggar that I am, I am even poor in thanks;
but I thank you: and sure, dear friends, my thanks
are too dear a halfpenny. Were you not sent for?
Is it your own inclining? Is it a free visitation?
Come, deal justly with me: come, come; nay,
speak.

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GUILDENSTERN What should we say, my lord?  
HAMLET Why, any thing, but to the purpose. You were sent
for; and there is a kind of confession in your looks
which your modesties have not craft enough to
colour: I know the good king and queen have sent for
you.		 300
ROSENCRANTZ To what end, my lord? 305
HAMLET That you must teach me. But let me conjure
you, by the rights of our fellowship, by the conso-
nancy of our youth, by the obligation of our ever-
preserved love, and by what more dear a better
proposer could charge you withal, be even and direct
with me, whether you were sent for, or no?



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ROSENCRANTZ [Aside to GUILDENSTERN] What say you?  
HAMLET [Aside] Nay, then, I have an eye of you.--If
you love me, hold not off.		  
GUILDENSTERN My lord, we were sent for. 315
HAMLET












 I will tell you why; so shall my anticipation
prevent your discovery, and your secrecy to the
king and queen moult no feather. I have of late--but
wherefore I know not--lost all my mirth, forgone all
custom of exercises; and indeed it goes so heavily
with my disposition that this goodly frame, the
earth, seems to me a sterile promontory, this most
excellent canopy, the air, look you, this brave o'er-
hanging firmament, this majestical roof fretted
with golden fire, why, it appears no other thing to me
than a foul and pestilent congregation of vapours.
What a piece of work is a man! how noble in
reason! how infinite in faculty! in form and mov-
ing how express and admirable! in action how like
an angel! in apprehension how like a god! the
beauty of the world! the paragon of animals! And
yet, to me, what is this quintessence of dust? man
delights not me: no, nor woman neither, though by
your smiling you seem to say so.



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ROSENCRANTZ My lord, there was no such stuff in my
thoughts.		 335
HAMLET Why did you laugh then, when I said 'man
delights not me'?		  
ROSENCRANTZ To think, my lord, if you delight not in
man, what lenten entertainment the players shall
receive from you: we coted them on the way; and
hither are they coming, to offer you service.
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HAMLET He that plays the king shall be welcome; his
majesty shall have tribute of me; the adventurous
knight shall use his foil and target; the lover shall
not sigh gratis; the humourous man shall end his
part in peace; the clown shall make those laugh
whose lungs are tickled o' the sere; and the lady
shall say her mind freely, or the blank verse shall
halt for't. What players are they?

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ROSENCRANTZ Even those you were wont to take
delight in, the tragedians of the city.		  
HAMLET How chances it they travel? their residence,
both in reputation and profit, was better both ways.		  
ROSENCRANTZ I think their inhibition comes by the
means of the late innovation.		 355
HAMLET Do they hold the same estimation they did
when I was in the city? are they so followed?		  
ROSENCRANTZ No, indeed, are they not.  
HAMLET How comes it? do they grow rusty? 360
ROSENCRANTZ Nay, their endeavour keeps in the wont-
ed pace: but there is, sir, an aery of children, little eyases, that cry out on the top of question, and are
most tyrannically clapped for't: these are now the
fashion, and so berattle the common stages--so
they call them--that many wearing rapiers are afraid
of goose-quills and dare scarce come thither.



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HAMLET What, are they children? who maintains 'em?
how are they escoted? Will they pursue the quality
no longer than they can sing? will they not say
afterwards, if they should grow themselves to com-
mon players--as it is most like, if their means are
no better--their writers do them wrong, to make
them exclaim against their own succession?

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ROSENCRANTZ 'Faith, there has been much to do on
both sides; and the nation holds it no sin to tarre
them to controversy: there was, for a while, no
money bid for argument, unless the poet and the
player went to cuffs in the question.		 375
HAMLET Is't possible? 380
GUILDENSTERN O, there has been much throwing
about of brains.		  
HAMLET Do the boys carry it away?  
ROSENCRANTZ Ay, that they do, my lord; Hercules
and his load too.
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HAMLET It is not very strange; for mine uncle is king of
Denmark, and those that would make mows at
him while my father lived, give twenty, forty, fifty, an
hundred ducats a-piece for his picture in little.
'Sblood, there is something in this more than nat-
ural, if philosophy could find it out.



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  [Flourish of trumpets within]  
GUILDENSTERN There are the players.  
HAMLET Gentlemen, you are welcome to Elsinore.
Your hands, come then: the appurtenance of wel-
come is fashion and ceremony: let me comply
with you in this garb, lest my extent to the players, which, I tell you, must show fairly outward, should
more appear like entertainment than yours. You are
welcome: but my uncle-father and aunt-mother are
deceived.

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GUILDENSTERN In what, my dear lord?  
HAMLET I am but mad north-north-west: when the
wind is southerly I know a hawk from a handsaw.		  
  [Enter POLONIUS]  
LORD POLONIUS Well be with you, gentlemen!  
HAMLET Hark you, Guildenstern; and you too: at
each ear a hearer: that great baby you see there is
not yet out of his swaddling-clouts.		 405
ROSENCRANTZ Happily he's the second time come to
them; for they say an old man is twice a child.		  
HAMLET I will prophesy he comes to tell me of the
players; mark it. You say right, sir: o' Monday
morning; 'twas so indeed.		 410
LORD POLONIUS My lord, I have news to tell you.  
HAMLET My lord, I have news to tell you. When Roscius
was an actor in Rome,--
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LORD POLONIUS The actors are come hither, my lord.  
HAMLET Buz, buz!  
LORD POLONIUS Upon mine honour,--  
HAMLET Then came each actor on his ass,--  
LORD POLONIUS The best actors in the world, either for
tragedy, comedy, history, pastoral, pastoral-comical,
historical-pastoral, tragical-historical, tragical-
comical-historical-pastoral, scene individable, or
poem unlimited: Seneca cannot be too heavy, nor
Plautus too light. For the law of writ and the liberty,
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HAMLET O Jephthah, judge of Israel, what a treasure
hadst thou!		  
LORD POLONIUS What a treasure had he, my lord?  
HAMLET Why,
'One fair daughter and no more,
The which he loved passing well.'		 430
LORD POLONIUS [Aside] Still on my daughter.  
HAMLET Am I not i' the right, old Jephthah?  
LORD POLONIUS If you call me Jephthah, my lord, I have a
daughter that I love passing well.		 435
HAMLET Nay, that follows not.  
LORD POLONIUS What follows, then, my lord?  
HAMLET Why,
'As by lot, God wot,'
and then, you know,
'It came to pass, as most like it was,'--
the first row of the pious chanson will show you
more; for look, where my abridgement comes.
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  [Enter four or five Players]  
  You are welcome, masters; welcome, all. I am glad
to see thee well. Welcome, good friends. O, my
old friend! thy face is valenced since I saw thee
last: comest thou to beard me in Denmark? What,
my young lady and mistress! By'r lady, your lady-
ship is nearer to heaven than when I saw you last, by
the altitude of a chopine. Pray God, your voice, like
apiece of uncurrent gold, be not cracked within the
ring. Masters, you are all welcome. We'll e'en to't
like French falconers, fly at any thing we see: we'll
have a speech straight: come, give us a taste of your
quality; come, a passionate speech.		 445




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First Player What speech, my lord?  
HAMLET























 I heard thee speak me a speech once, but it
was never acted; or, if it was, not above once; for
the play, I remember, pleased not the million;
'twas caviare to the general: but it was--as I
received it, and others, whose judgments in such
matters cried in the top of mine--an excellent play,
well digested in the scenes, set down with as much
modesty as cunning. I remember, one said there
were no sallets in the lines to make the matter
savoury, nor no matter in the phrase that might indict
the author of affectation; but called it an honest
method, as wholesome as sweet, and by very much
more handsome than fine. One speech in it I
chiefly loved: 'twas Aeneas' tale to Dido; and
thereabout of it especially, where he speaks of
Priam's slaughter: if it live in your memory, begin at
this line: let me see, let me see--
'The rugged Pyrrhus, like the Hyrcanian beast,'--
it is not so:--it begins with Pyrrhus:--
'The rugged Pyrrhus, he whose sable arms,
Black as his purpose, did the night resemble
When he lay couched in the ominous horse,
Hath now this dread and black complexion smear'd
With heraldry more dismal; head to foot
Now is he total gules; horridly trick'd
With blood of fathers, mothers, daughters, sons,
Baked and impasted with the parching streets,
That lend a tyrannous and damned light
To their lord's murder: roasted in wrath and fire,
And thus o'er-sized with coagulate gore,
With eyes like carbuncles, the hellish Pyrrhus
Old grandsire Priam seeks.'
So, proceed you.

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LORD POLONIUS 'Fore God, my lord, well spoken, with good
accent and good discretion.
First Player




















 'Anon he finds him
Striking too short at Greeks; his antique sword,
Rebellious to his arm, lies where it falls,
Repugnant to command: unequal match'd,
Pyrrhus at Priam drives; in rage strikes wide;
But with the whiff and wind of his fell sword
The unnerved father falls. Then senseless Ilium,
Seeming to feel this blow, with flaming top
Stoops to his base, and with a hideous crash
Takes prisoner Pyrrhus' ear: for, lo! his sword,
Which was declining on the milky head
Of reverend Priam, seem'd i' the air to stick:
So, as a painted tyrant, Pyrrhus stood,
And like a neutral to his will and matter,
Did nothing.
But, as we often see, against some storm,
A silence in the heavens, the rack stand still,
The bold winds speechless and the orb below
As hush as death, anon the dreadful thunder
Doth rend the region, so, after Pyrrhus' pause,
Aroused vengeance sets him new a-work;
And never did the Cyclops' hammers fall
On Mars's armour forged for proof eterne
With less remorse than Pyrrhus' bleeding sword
Now falls on Priam.
Out, out, thou strumpet, Fortune! All you gods,
In general synod 'take away her power;
Break all the spokes and fellies from her wheel,
And bowl the round nave down the hill of heaven,
As low as to the fiends!'

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LORD POLONIUS This is too long.  
HAMLET It shall to the barber's, with your beard.
Prithee, say on: he's for a jig or a tale of bawdry, or
he sleeps: say on: come to Hecuba.
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First Player 'But who, O, who had seen the mobled queen--'  
HAMLET 'The mobled queen?'  
LORD POLONIUS That's good; 'mobled queen' is good.  
First Player











 'Run barefoot up and down, threatening the flames
With bisson rheum; a clout upon that head
Where late the diadem stood, and for a robe,
About her lank and all o'er-teemed loins,
A blanket, in the alarm of fear caught up;
Who this had seen, with tongue in venom steep'd,
'Gainst Fortune's state would treason have
pronounced:
But if the gods themselves did see her then
When she saw Pyrrhus make malicious sport
In mincing with his sword her husband's limbs,
The instant burst of clamour that she made,
Unless things mortal move them not at all,
Would have made milch the burning eyes of heaven,
And passion in the gods.'		 530




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LORD POLONIUS Look, whether he has not turned his colour and
has tears in's eyes. Pray you, no more.		 545
HAMLET 'Tis well: I'll have thee speak out the rest
soon. Good my lord, will you see the players
well bestowed? Do you hear, let them be well used;
for they are the abstract and brief chronicles of the
time: after your death you were better have a bad
epitaph than their ill report while you live.


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LORD POLONIUS My lord, I will use them according to their
desert.		  
HAMLET God's bodykins, man, much better: use ev-
ery man after his desert, and who should 'scape
whipping? Use them after your own honour and
dignity: the less they deserve, the more merit is in
your bounty. Take them in.		 555
LORD POLONIUS Come, sirs. 560
HAMLET Follow him, friends: we'll hear a play to-
morrow.		  
  [Exit POLONIUS with all the Players but the First]  
  Dost thou hear me, old friend; can
you play the Murder of Gonzago?		  
First Player Ay, my lord. 565
HAMLET We'll ha't to-morrow night. You could, for a
need, study a speech of some dozen or sixteen
lines, which I would set down and insert in't,
could you not?		  
First Player Ay, my lord. 570
HAMLET Very well. Follow that lord; and look you
mock him not.		  
  [Exit First Player]  
  My good friends,
I'll leave you till night: you are welcome to Elsinore.		  
ROSENCRANTZ Good my lord!  
HAMLET Ay, so, God be wi' ye; 575
  [Exeunt ROSENCRANTZ and GUILDENSTERN]  
  Now I am alone.
O, what a rogue and peasant slave am I!
Is it not monstrous that this player here,
But in a fiction, in a dream of passion,
Could force his soul so to his own conceit
That from her working all his visage wann'd,
Tears in his eyes, distraction in's aspect,
A broken voice, and his whole function suiting
With forms to his conceit? and all for nothing!
For Hecuba!
What's Hecuba to him, or he to Hecuba,
That he should weep for her? What would he do,
Had he the motive and the cue for passion
That I have? He would drown the stage with tears
And cleave the general ear with horrid speech,
Make mad the guilty and appal the free,
Confound the ignorant, and amaze indeed
The very faculties of eyes and ears. Yet I,
A dull and muddy-mettled rascal, peak,
Like John-a-dreams, unpregnant of my cause,
And can say nothing; no, not for a king,
Upon whose property and most dear life
A damn'd defeat was made. Am I a coward?
Who calls me villain? breaks my pate across?
Plucks off my beard, and blows it in my face?
Tweaks me by the nose? gives me the lie i' the throat,
As deep as to the lungs? who does me this?
Ha! 'Swounds, I should take it: for it cannot be
But I am pigeon-liver'd and lack gall
To make oppression bitter, or ere this
I should have fatted all the region kites
With this slave's offal: bloody, bawdy villain!
Remorseless, treacherous, lecherous, kindless
villain!
O, vengeance!
Why, what an ass am I! This is most brave,
That I, the son of a dear father murder'd,
Prompted to my revenge by heaven and hell,
Must, like a whore, unpack my heart with words,
And fall a-cursing, like a very drab,
A scullion! Fie upon't! foh!
About, my brain! I have heard
That guilty creatures sitting at a play
Have by the very cunning of the scene
Been struck so to the soul that presently
They have proclaim'd their malefactions;
For murder, though it have no tongue, will speak
With most miraculous organ. I'll have these players
Play something like the murder of my father
Before mine uncle: I'll observe his looks;
I'll tent him to the quick: if he but blench,
I know my course. The spirit that I have seen
May be the devil: and the devil hath power
To assume a pleasing shape; yea, and perhaps
Out of my weakness and my melancholy,
As he is very potent with such spirits,
Abuses me to damn me: I'll have grounds
More relative than this: the play 's the thing
Wherein I'll catch the conscience of the king.



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