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souls, it touches us not: Let the galled jade wince, our withers any unwrung:
Enter a Player, as Lucianus. This is one Lucianus, nephew to the king.
Oph. You are as good as a chorus, my lord.
Ham. I could interpret between you and your love, if I could see une puppets dallying.-Begin, murderer ;-begin ;
- The croaking raven doth bellow for revenge. Luc. Thoughts black, hands apt, drugs fit, and time agreeing; Confederate season, else no creature seeing ; Thou mixture rank, of midnight weeds collected, With Hecate's ban thrice blasted, thrice infected, Thy natural magic and dire property, On wholesome life usurp immediately.
[Pours the poison into the sleeper's ears. Ham. He poisons him i’ the garden for his estate. His name's Gonzago; the story is extant, and written in very choice Italian: You shall see anon, how the murderer gets the love of Gonzago's wife.
Oph. The king rises.
[Exeunt all but HAMLET and HORATIU. Ham. Why, let the strucken deer go weep,
The hart ungalled play:
Thus runs the world away :-
Hor. Very well, my lord.
For if the king like not the comedy, .
Enter ROSENCRANTZ and GUILDENSTERN.
Guil. Good my lord, vouchsafe me a word with you.
Guil. No, my lord, with choler.
Ham. Your wisdom should show itself more richer, to signify this to the doctor; for, for me to put him to his purgation, would, perhaps, plunge him into more choler.
Guil. Good my lord, put your discourse into some frame, and start not so wildly from my affair.
Ham. I am tame, sir :-pronounce.
Guil. The queen, your mother, in most great affliction of spirit, hath sent me to you.
Ham. You are welcome. Guil. Nay, good my lord, this courtesy is not of the right breed. If it shall please you to make me a wholesome answer, I will do your mother's commandment: if not, your pardon, and my return, shall be the end of my business.
Ham. Sir, I cannot.
Ham. Make you a wholesome answer; my wit's diseased : But, sir, such answer as I can make, you shall command; or, rather, as you say, my mother : therefore, no more, but to the matter; My mother, you say,
Ros. Then thus she says; Your behavior hath struck her into amazement and admiration.
Ham. O wonderful son, that can so astonish a mother ! But is there no sequel at the heels of this mother's admiration; impart.
Ros. She desires to speak with you in her closet.
Ham. We shall obey, were she ten times our mother. Have you any further trade with us?
Ros. My lord, you once did love me.
Ros. Good my lord, what is your cause of distemper? you do, surely, but bar the door upon your own liberty, if you deny your griefs to your friend.
Ham. Sir, I lack advancement.
Ros. How can that be, when you have the voice of the king himself for your succession in Denmark?
Ham. Ay sir, but While the grass grows,—the proverb is something musty
Enter the Players, with recorders. O, the recorders :,let me see one.-To withdraw with you :-Why do you go about to recover the wind of me, as if you would drive me into a toil?
Guil. O, my lord, if my duty be too bold, my love is too unmannerly.
Ham. I do not well understand that. Will you play upon this dipe? Guil. My lord, I cannot. Ham. I pray you. Guil. Believe me, I cannot.
Ham. I do beseech you.
Ham. 'Tis as easy as lying: govern these ventages with your fingers and thumb, give it breath with your mouth, and it wil. discourse most eloquent music. Look you, these are the stops.
Guil. But these cannot I command to any utterance of harmony; I have not the skill.
Ham. Why, look you now, how unworthy a thing you make of me. You would play upon me; you would seem to know my stops ; you would pluck out the heart of my mystery; you would sound me from my lowest note to the top of my compass : and there is much music, excellent voice, in this little organ; yet cannot you make it . speak. S'blood, do you think, I am easier to be played on than a pipe ? Call me what instrument you will, though you can fret me, you cannot play upon me.
Pol. My lord, the queen would speak with you, and presently.
Ham. Then will I come to my mother by and by.—They fool me to the top of my bent.--I will come by ard by. Pol. I will say so.
[Exit POLONIUS. Ham. By and by is easily said.-Leave me, friends.
[Exeunt Ros., GUIL., HOR., fc. 'Tis now the very witching time of night; When churchyards yawn, and hell itself breathes out Contagion to this world : Now could I drink hot blood, And do such business as the bitter day Would quake to look on. Soft; now to my mother. O, heart, lose not thy nature ; let not ever The soul of Nero enter this firm bosom: Let me be cruel, not unnatural: I will speak daggers to her, but use none.
SCENE III.A Room in the same.
Hazard so near us.
We will haste us.
Yet what can it, when one cannot repent ?
[Retires and kneels
SCENE IV.-Another Room in the same.
Enter Queen and POLONIUS.
I'll warrant you ;
[POLONIUS hides himself
What's the matter now?
No, by the rood, not so; .
Queen. Nay, then I'll set those to you that can speak.
Ham. Come, come, and sit you down; you shall not budge;
Queen. What wilt thou do? thou wilt not murder me?
Pol. [Behind.] What, ho! help!
How now! a rat? [Draws. Dead, for a ducat, dead.
HAMLET makes a pass through the arras Pol. [Behind.] 0, I am slain.
[Falls, and dies. Queen. O me, what hast thou done? Нат.
Nay, I know not: Is it the king ?
(Lifts up the arras, and draws forth POLONIUS Queen. O, what a rash and bloody deed is this !