And so am I reveng'd? That would be scann'd: Why, this is hire and salary, not revenge. When he is fit and season'd for his passage? Up, sword; and know thou a more horrid hent: Then trip him, that his heels may kick at heaven; This physic but prolongs thy sickly days. The King rises. [Exit. King. My words fly up, my thoughts remain below: Words without thoughts, never to heaven go. [Exit. SCENE The Queen's Closet. SCENE IV. Enter Queen, and POLONIUS. Pol. He will come straight. to him: Look, you lay home Tell him, his pranks have been too broad to bear with; And that your grace hath screen'd and stood between Ham. [within.] Mother, mother, mother!. Withdraw, I hear him coming. 710 [POLONIUS hides himself. Enter HAMLET. Ham. Now, mother; what's the matter? Queen. Hamlet, thou hast thy father much offended. Ham. Mother, you have my father much offended. Queen. Come, come, you answer with an idle tongue. Ham. Go, go, you question with a wicked tongue. Queen. Why, how now, Hamlet? Ham. What's the matter now? Queen. Have you forgot me? Ham. No, by the rood, not so: 720 You are the queen, your husband's brother's wife; And-'would it were not so!-you are my mother. Queen. Ramberg del MKEMBLE in HAMLET. Cook foulp 4 Bleedy deed!; almost as bad good Mother as kill a Sking & marry with his Brother. London Printed for J.Bell British Library Strand March 201785. |