And I believe it is a fetch of wit You laying these slight sullies on my son As 't were a thing a little soil'd with working Mark you your party in converse he you would sound Having ever seen in the prenominate crimes The youth you breath of guilty be assur'd He closes with you in this consequence Good Sir or so or friend or Gentleman According to the phrase or the addition Of man and Country Rey. Very good my Lord. Pol. And then Sir does he this he does what was I about to say By the Mass I was about to say something Where did I leave Rey. At closes in the consequence Pol. At closes in the consequence I marry He closes thus I know the Gentleman I saw him yesterday or th' other day Or then or then with such or such and as you say There was he gaming there or took in 's rowse There falling out at Tennis or perchance I saw him enter such and such a house of sale Videlicet a Brothel or so forth See you now Your bait of falshood takes this carp of truth And thus do we of wisdom and of reach With windlesses and with essays of byas By indirects find directions out So by my former Lecture and advice Shall you my son You have me have you not Rey. My Lord I have Pol. God buy ye fare ye well Rey. Good my Lord. Pol. Observe his inclination in your self Rey. I shall my Lord. Pol. And let him ply his Musick Rey. Well my Lord Exit Rey. Enter Ophelia Pol. Farewel ' How now Ophelia what 's the matter Oph. O my Lord my Lord I have been so affrighted Polo With what Oph. My Lord as I was reading in my closet Prince Hamlet with his doublet all unbraâ—â—d No hat upon his head his stockings loose Ungartred and down gyved to his anckle Pale as his shirt his knees knocking each other And with a look so piteous As if he had been sent from hell To speak of horrors he comes before me Pol. Mad for thy love Oph. My Lord I do not know But truly I do fear it Pol. What said he Oph. He took me by the wrist and held me hard Then goes he to the length of all his arm And with his other hand thus o're his brow He falls to such perusal of my face As he would draw it long staid he so At last a little shaking of mine arm And thrice his head thus waving up and down He raised a sigh so piteous and profound As it did seem to shatter all his bulk And end his being that done he lets me go And with his head over his shoulders 〈◊〉 ' d He seem'd to find his way without his eyes For out of doors he went without their helps And to the last bended their light on me Pol Come go with me I will go seek the King This is the very extasie of love Whos 's violent property foregoes it self And leads the will to desperate undertakings As oft as any passion under heaven That does afflict our natures I am sorry What have you given him any hard words of late Oph. No my good Lord but as you did command I did repel his letters and deny'd His access to me Pol. That hath made him mad I am sorry that with better heed and judgment I had not coated him I fear'd he did but trifle And meant to wrack thee but beshrew my jealousie By heaven it is as proper to our age To cast beyond our selves in our opinions As it is common for the younger sort To lack discretion ' Come go with me to the King This must be known which being kept close might move More grief to hide than hate to utter love Come Exeunt Flourish Enter King Queen Rosencraus and Guildenstern King Welcome good Rosencraus and Guildenstern Besides that we did long to see you The need we have to use you did provoke Our hasty sending Something you have heard Of Hamlet's transformation so call it Sith nor th' exterior nor the inward man Resembles that it was what it should be More than his fathers 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 neighboured to his youth and haviour 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 ought to us unknown afflicts him thus That lies within our remedy Queen Good Gentlemen he hath much talkt of you And sure I am two men there are not living To whom he more adheres if it will please you To shew us so much gentleness and good will As to employ your time with us a while For the supply and profit of our hope Your visitation shall receive such thanks As fits a Kings remembrance Ros Both your Majesties Might by the Sovereign power you have over us Put your dread pleasures more into command Than to intreaty Guil. But we both obey And here give up our selves in the full bent To lay our service freely at your feet King Thanks Rosencraus and gentle Guildenstern Queen Thanks Guildenstern and gentle Rosencraus And I beseech you instantly to visit My too much changed son go some of you And bring these Gentlemen where Hamlet is Guil. Heavens make our presence and our practices Pleasant and helpful to him Queen Amen Exeunt Ros and Guil. Enter Polonius Pol. Th' Embassadors from Norway my good Lord Are joyfully return'd King Thou still hast been the father of good news Pol. 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 has us'd to do that I have found The very cause of Hamlet's lunacy King O speak of that that I do long to hear Pol. Give first admittance to the Embassadors My news shall be the frnit to that great feast King Thy self do grace to them and bring them in He tells me my dear Gertrud he hath found The head and source of all your sons distemper Queen I doubt it is no other but the main His fathers death and our hasty marriage Enter Embassadors King Well we shall sist him welcome my good friends Say Voltemand what from our brother Norway Vol. Most fair return of greetings and desires Upon our first he sent out to suppress His Nephews levies which to him appear'd To be a preparation ' gainst the Pollack But better lookt into he truly found It was against your Highness whereat griev'd That so his sickness age and impotence Was falsly born in hand sends out arrests On Fortinbrass which he in brief obeys Receives rebuke from Norway and in fine Makes vow before his Uncle never more To
Trumpet thus proclaim The triumph of his pledge Hora. Is it a custom Ham. I marry is 't But to my mind though I am native here And to the manner born it is a custom More honour'd in the breach than the observance This heavy-headed revel East and West Makes us traduc'd and taxed of other Nations They clepe us Drunkards and with swinish phrase Soil our addition and indeed it takes From our atchievements though persorm'd at height The pith and marrow of our attribute So oft it chances in particular men That for some vicious mole of nature in them As in their birth wherein they are not guilty Since nature cannot choose his origen By their o're-growth of some complexion Oft breaking down the pales and forts of reason Or by some habit that too much o're-leavens The form of plausive manners that these men Carrying I say the stamp of one defect Being Natures livery or Fortunes star His virtues else be they as pure as grace As infinite as man may undergo Shall in the general censure take corruption From that particular fault the dram of ease Doth all the noble substance of a doubt To his own scandal Enter Ghost Hor. Look my Lord where it comes Ham. Angels and Ministers of grace defend us Be thou a spirit of health or goblin damn'd Bring with thee airs from heaven or blasts from hell Be thy intents wicked or charitable Thou com'st in such a questionable shape That I will speak to thee I 'll call thee Hamlet ' King Father royal Dane O answer me ' Let me not burst in ignorance but tell Why thy canoniz'd bones hearsed in death Have burst their cerements why the Sepulchre Wherein we saw thee quietly interr'd Has op't his ponderous and marble jaws To cast thee up again what may this mean That thou dead coarse again in complete steel Revisit'st thus the glimpses of the Moon Making night hideous and we fools of nature So horridly to shake our disposition With thoughts beyond the reaches of our souls Say why is this wherefore what should we do Beckens Hora. It beckons you to go away with it As if it some impartment did desire To you alone Mar. Look with what courteous action It waves you to a remote ground But do not go with it Hora. No by no means Ham It will not speak then I will follow it Hora. Do not my Lord. Ham. Why what should be the fear I do not value my life And for my soul what can it do to that Being a thing immortal as it self It waves me forth again I 'll follow it Hora. What if it tempt you toward the floods my Lord Or to the dreadful border of the cliff That bettels o're his base into the Sea And there assume some other form Which might deprive your sovereignty of reason And draw you into madness think of it The very place puts toys of desperation Without more motive into every brain That looks so many fadoms to the Sea And hears it roar beneath Ham. It waves me still Go on I 'll follow thee Mar. You shall not go my Lord. Ham. Hold off your hands Hora. Be rul'd you shall not go Ham. My fate cries out And makes each petty artery in this body As hardy as the Nemean Lions nerve Still I am call'd unhand me Gentlemen I 'll make a Ghost of him that letts me I say away Go on I 'll follow thee Exit Ghost and Hamlet Hor. He grows desperate with imagination Mar. Let 's follow 't is not sit thus to obey him Hora. To what issue will this come Mar. Something is rotten in the state of Denmark Hora. Heaven will discover it Mar. Nay let 's follow him Exeunt Enter Ghost and Hamlet Ham. Whither wilt thou lead me speak I 'll go no further Ghost Mark me Ham. I will Ghost My hour is almost come When I to sulphrous and tormenting flames Must render up my self Ham. Alas poor Ghost Ghost Pity me not but lend thy serious hearing To what I shall unfold Ham. Speak I am bound to hear Ghost So art thou to revenge what thou start hear Ham. What Ghost I am thy fathers spirit Doom'd for a certain term to walk the night And for the day confin'd to fast in fites Till the foul crimes done in my days of nature Are burnt and purg'd away But that I am forbid To tell the secrets of my prison house I could a tale unfold whose lightest word Would harrow up thy soul freeze thy young blood Make thy two eyes like stars start from their spheres Thy knotted and combined looks to part And each particular hair to stand an end Like quills upon the fearful Porcopine But this eternal blazon must not be To ears of flesh and blood list list O list If thou didst ever thy dear father love Ham. O Heayen Ghost Revenge his soul and most unnatural murder Ham. Murder Ghost Murder most soul as in the best it is But this most soul strange and unnatural Ham. Haste me to know 't that I with wings as swist As meditation or the thoughts of love May flie to my revenge Ghost I find thee apt And duller should'st thou be than the fat weed That roots it self in ease on Lethe's wharf Would'st thou not stir in this ' ' now Hamlet hear 'T is given out that sleeping in my Garden A Serpent stung me so the whole ear of Denmark Is by a forged process of my death Rankly abused but know thou noble Youth The Serpent that did sting thy fathers heart Now wears his Crown Ham O my Prophetick soul my Uncle Ghost I that incestuous that adulterate beast With witchcraft of his wits with trait'rous gifts O wicked wits and gifts that have the power So to seduce ' ' won to his shameful lust The will of my most seeming vertuous Queen O Hamlet what a falling off was there From me whose love was of that dignity That it went hand in hand even with the vow I made to her in marriage and to decline Upon a wretch whose natural gifts were poor To those of mine but vertue as it never will be mov'd Though lewdness court it in a shape of heaven So but though to a radiant angle link't ' Will sort it self in a celestial bed And prey on garbage But soft methinks I sent the morning air Brief let me be sleeping in my Garden My custom always of the afternoon Upon my secure hour thy Uncle to me stole With juyce of cursed Hebona in a Vial And in the porches of my ears did pour The leprous distilment whose effects Hold such enmity with blood of man That swift as Quick-silver it courset through The natural gates and allies of the body And with a sudden vigour it doth possess And curd like eager droppings into milk The thin and wholesome blood so did it mine And a most instant Tetter barkt about Most Lazar-like with vile and loathsome crust All my smooth body Thus was I sleeping by a
day Exit Hamlet and Horatio King I pray thee good Horatio wait upon him Strengthen your patience in our last nights speech We 'll put the matter to the present push Good Gertrard set some watch over your son This Grave shall have a living monument An hour of quiet thereby shall we see Till then in patience our proceeding be Exeunt Enter Hamlet and Horatio Ham. So much for this Sir you shall now see the other You do remember all the circumstance Hora Remember it my Lord Ham. Sir in my heart there was a kind of fighting That would not let me sleep methought I lay Worse than the mutines in the Bilboes rashly And prais'd be rashness for it let us know Our indiscretion sometimes serves us well When our deep plots do fall and that should learn us There 's a divinity that shapes our ends Rough hew them how we will Hora. That is most certain Ham. Up from my Cabbin My Sea-gown wrapt about me in the dark I grop'd to find out them had my desire Reach'd their packet and in fine withdrew To mine own room again making so bold My fears forgetting manners to unfold Their grand Commission where I found Horatio An exact command Larded with many several sorts of reasons Importing Denmarks health and Englands too With hoe such Bugs and Goblins in my life That on the supervise no leisure bated No not to stay the grinding of the ax My head should be strook off Hora. Is 't possible Ham. Here 's the Commission read it at more leasure But wilt thou hear now how I did proceed Hora. I beseech you Ham. Being thus be-netted round with villains E're I could make a Prologue to my brains They had begun the Play I sate me down Devis'd a new Commission wrote it fair I once did hold it as our Statists do A baseness to write fair and labour'd much How to forget that learning but Sir now It did me Yeomans service wilt thou know Th' effect of what I wrote Hora I good my Lord. Ham. An earnest conjuration from the King As England was his faithful tributary As love between them like the Palm might flourish As peace should still her wheaten garland wear And stand a Comma 'tween their amities And many such like as Sir of great charge That on the view of these contents Without debatement further more or less He should those bearers put to sudden death Not shriving time allow'd Hora. How was this seal'd Ham Why even in that was heaven ordinant I had my fathers Signet in my purse Which was the model of that Danish Seal Folded the Writ up in the form of th other Subscrib'd it gav 't th' impression plac'd it safely The changling never known now the next day Was our Sea-fight and what to this was sequent Thou know'st already Hora. So Guildenstern and Rosencraus went to 't Ham. They are not near my conscience their defeat Does by their own insinuation grow 'T is dangerous when the baser nature comes Between the pass and fell incensed point Of mighty opposites Hor. Why what a King is this Ham. Does it not think you stand me now upon He that hath killâ—d my King and whor'd my mother Stept in between th' election and my hopes Thrown out his angle for my proper life And with such cosenage is 't not perfect conscience Enter a Courtier Court Your Lordship is right welcome back to Denmark Ham. I humbly thank you Sir Doest know this water flie Hora. No my good Lord. Ham. Thy state is the more graciou for 't is a vice to know him he hath much land and fertil let a beast be Lord of beasts and his crib shall stand at the Kings mess 't is a chough but as I say spacious in the possession of dirt Court Sweet Lord If your Lordship were at leisure I should impart a thing to you from his Majesty Ham. I will receive it Sir with all diligence of spirit your bonnet to his right use 't is for the head Cour. I thank your Lordship 't is very hot Ham. No believe me 't is very cold the wind is Northerly Court It is indifferent cold my Lord indeed Ham. But yet me thinks it is very foultry and hot for my complexion Court Exceedingly my Lord it is very soultry as 't were I cannot tell how My Lord his Majesty bad me signifie unto you that he has laid a great wager on your head Sir this is the matter Ham. I beseech you remember Cour. Nay good my Lord for my ease Sir here is newly come to Court Laertes believe me an absolute Gentleman full of most excellent differences of very soft society and great shew indeed to speak feelingly of him he is the Card or Kalendar of Gentry for you shall find in him the substance of what part a Gentleman would see Ham. Sir his definement suffers no loss in you though I know to divide him inventorially would dizzy th' arithmetick of memory and yet but raw neither in respect of his quick sail but in the verity of extolment I take him to be a soul of great article and his infusion of such dearth and rareness as to make true diction of him his semblable is his mirrour and who else would trace him his umbrage nothing more Court Your Lordship speaks most infallibly of him Ham. The concernancy Sir why do we wrap the Gentleman in our rawer breath Cour. Sir Hora. Is 't not possible to understand in another tongue you will do 't Sir really Ham. What imports the nomination of this Gentleman Court Of Laertes Ham. His purse is empty already all 's golden words are spert Ham Of him Sir Cour. I know you are not ignorant Ham. I would you did Sir yet if you did it would not much approve me well Sir Court You are ignorant of what excellence Laertes is Ham. I dare not confess that lest I should compare with him in excellence but to know a man well were to know himself Court I mean Sir for his weapon but in the imputation laid on him by them in his meed he 's unfellowed Ham. What 's his weapon Court Single Rapier The King Sir hath wager'd with him six Barbery horses against the which he has impawn'd as I take it six French Rapiers and Poniards with their assigns as Girdle Hanger and so three of the carriages are very dear to fancy very responsive to the hilts most delicate carriages and of very liberal conceit Ham. What call you the carriages Hora. I knew you must be edified by the margin e're you had done Court The carriages Sir are the hangers Ham. The phrase would be more german to the matter if we could carry a cannon by our sides I would it might be hangers till then but on six Barbary horses against six French swords their assigns and three liberal conceited carriages that 's the French bet against the Danish why is this all you call it Court The King Sir hath laid Sir that