Hamlet: Act 3 Scene 1
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1 | A room in the castle. | *Kelkuvi mì kelutral. | |
Enter KING CLAUDIUS, QUEEN GERTRUDE, POLONIUS, OPHELIA, ROSENCRANTZ, GUILDENSTERN | Fpxäkìm KLLAWTYUSÌ alu OLO'EYKTAN, KÄRTRRUT alu TSAHÌK, POLONYUSÌ, OFELYA, ROSENGRAN, KÌLTXENSTEN | ||
KING CLAUDIUS | And can you, by no drift of circumstance, | Ulte tsun nga, pawm pelun poan ska'a fi'u | |
Get from him why he puts on this confusion, | |||
5 | Grating so harshly all his days of quiet | ||
With turbulent and dangerous lunacy? | |||
ROSENCRANTZ | He does confess he feels himself distracted; | Poan plltxe san tsa'u ke oer eltu sìrmängi sìk, slä poan kepllaytxe pelun. | |
But from what cause he will by no means speak. | slä poanìl ke paylltxe lunit. | ||
GUILDENSTERN | Nor do we find him forward to be sounded, | ||
10 | But, with a crafty madness, keeps aloof, | ||
When we would bring him on to some confession | |||
Of his true state. | |||
QUEEN GERTRUDE | Did he receive you well? | ||
ROSENCRANTZ | Most like a gentleman. | ||
15 | GUILDENSTERN | But with much forcing of his disposition. | |
ROSENCRANTZ | Niggard of question; but, of our demands, | ||
Most free in his reply. | |||
QUEEN GERTRUDE | Did you assay him? | ||
To any pastime? | |||
20 | ROSENCRANTZ | Madam, it so fell out, that certain players | |
We o'er-raught on the way: of these we told him; | |||
And there did seem in him a kind of joy | |||
hear of it: they are about the court, | |||
And, as I think, they have already order | |||
25 | This night to play before him. | ||
LORD POLONIUS | 'Tis most true: | ||
And he beseech'd me to entreat your majesties | |||
To hear and see the matter. | |||
KING CLAUDIUS | With all my heart; and it doth much content me | ||
30 | To hear him so inclined. | ||
Good gentlemen, give him a further edge, | |||
And drive his purpose on to these delights. | |||
ROSENCRANTZ | We shall, my lord. | ||
Exeunt ROSENCRANTZ and GUILDENSTERN | ROSENGRAN KÌLTXENSTENsì hum | ||
35 | KING CLAUDIUS | Sweet Gertrude, leave us too; | |
For we have closely sent for Hamlet hither, | |||
That he, as 'twere by accident, may here | |||
Affront Ophelia: | |||
Her father and myself, lawful espials, | |||
40 | Will so bestow ourselves that, seeing, unseen, | ||
We may of their encounter frankly judge, | |||
And gather by him, as he is behaved, | |||
If 't be the affliction of his love or no | |||
That thus he suffers for. | |||
45 | QUEEN GERTRUDE | 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, | |||
50 | To both your honours. | ||
OPHELIA | Madam, I wish it may. | ||
Exit QUEEN GERTRUDE | KÄRTRRUT alu TSAHÌK hum | ||
LORD POLONIUS | Ophelia, walk you here. Gracious, so please you, | ||
We will bestow ourselves. | |||
55 | To OPHELIA | Ne OFELYA | |
Read on this book; | |||
That show of such an exercise may colour | |||
Your loneliness. We are oft to blame in this,-- | |||
'Tis too much proved--that with devotion's visage | |||
60 | And pious action we do sugar o'er | ||
The devil himself. | |||
KING CLAUDIUS | [Aside] O, 'tis too true! | ||
How smart a lash that speech doth give my conscience! | |||
The harlot's cheek, beautied with plastering art, | |||
65 | Is not more ugly to the thing that helps it | ||
Than is my deed to my most painted word: | |||
O heavy burthen! | |||
LORD POLONIUS | I hear him coming: let's withdraw, my lord. | ||
Exeunt KING CLAUDIUS and POLONIUS | KLLAWTYUSÌ alu OLO'EYKTAN POLONYUSÌsì hum | ||
70 | Enter HAMLET | Fpxäkìm HAMLET | |
HAMLET | 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, | |||
75 | And by opposing end them? To die: to sleep; | ||
No more; and by a sleep to say we end | |||
The heart-ache and the thousand natural shocks | |||
That flesh is heir to, 'tis a consummation | |||
Devoutly to be wish'd. To die, to sleep; | |||
80 | To sleep: perchance to dream: ay, there's the rub; | ||
For in that sleep of death what dreams may come | |||
When we have shuffled off this mortal coil, | |||
Must give us pause: there's the respect | |||
That makes calamity of so long life; | |||
85 | For who would bear the whips and scorns of time, | ||
The oppressor's wrong, the proud man's contumely, | |||
The pangs of despised love, the law's delay, | |||
The insolence of office and the spurns | |||
That patient merit of the unworthy takes, | |||
90 | When he himself might his quietus make | ||
With a bare bodkin? who would fardels bear, | |||
To grunt and sweat under a weary life, | |||
But that the dread of something after death, | |||
The undiscover'd country from whose bourn | |||
95 | No traveller returns, puzzles the will | ||
And makes us rather bear those ills we have | |||
Than fly to others that we know not of? | |||
Thus conscience does make cowards of us all; | |||
And thus the native hue of resolution | |||
95 | Is sicklied o'er with the pale cast of thought, | ||
And enterprises of great pith and moment | |||
With this regard their currents turn awry, | |||
And lose the name of action.--Soft you now! | |||
The fair Ophelia! Nymph, in thy orisons | |||
100 | Be all my sins remember'd. | ||
OPHELIA | Good my lord, | ||
How does your honour for this many a day? | |||
HAMLET | I humbly thank you; well, well, well. | ||
OPHELIA | My lord, I have remembrances of yours, | ||
105 | That I have longed long to re-deliver; | ||
I pray you, now receive them. | |||
HAMLET | No, not I; | ||
I never gave you aught. | |||
OPHELIA | My honour'd lord, you know right well you did; | ||
110 | And, with them, words of so sweet breath composed | ||
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. | |||
115 | HAMLET | Ha, ha! are you honest? | |
OPHELIA | My lord? | ||
HAMLET | Are you fair? | ||
OPHELIA | What means your lordship? | ||
HAMLET | That if you be honest and fair, your honesty should | ||
120 | admit no discourse to your beauty. | ||
OPHELIA | Could beauty, my lord, have better commerce than with honesty? | ||
HAMLET | Ay, truly; for the power of beauty will sooner | ||
transform honesty from what it is to a bawd than the | |||
force of honesty can translate beauty into his | |||
125 | likeness: this was sometime a paradox, but now the | ||
time gives it proof. I did love you once. | |||
OPHELIA | Indeed, my lord, you made me believe so. | ||
HAMLET | You should not have believed me; for virtue cannot | ||
so inoculate our old stock but we shall relish of | |||
130 | it: I loved you not. | ||
OPHELIA | I was the more deceived. | ||
HAMLET | Get thee to a nunnery: why wouldst thou be a | ||
breeder of sinners? I am myself indifferent honest; | |||
but yet I could accuse me of such things that it | |||
135 | 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 | |||
140 | between earth and heaven? We are arrant knaves, | ||
all; believe none of us. Go thy ways to a nunnery. | |||
Where's your father? | |||
OPHELIA | At home, my lord. | ||
HAMLET | Let the doors be shut upon him, that he may play the | ||
145 | fool no where but in's own house. Farewell. | ||
OPHELIA | O, help him, you sweet heavens! | ||
HAMLET | 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 | |||
150 | nunnery, go: 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. | |||
OPHELIA | O heavenly powers, restore him! | ||
155 | HAMLET | I have heard of your paintings too, well enough; God | |
has 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 on't; it hath | |||
160 | made me mad. I say, we will have no more marriages: | ||
those that are married already, all but one, shall | |||
live; the rest shall keep as they are. To a nunnery, go. | |||
Exit | Hum | ||
OPHELIA | O, what a noble mind is here o'erthrown! | ||
165 | The courtier's, soldier's, scholar's, eye, tongue, sword; | ||
The expectancy and rose of the fair state, | |||
The glass of fashion and the mould of form, | |||
The observed of all observers, quite, quite down! | |||
And I, of ladies most deject and wretched, | |||
170 | That suck'd the honey of his music vows, | ||
Now see that noble and most sovereign reason, | |||
Like sweet bells jangled, out of tune and harsh; | |||
That unmatch'd form and feature of blown youth | |||
Blasted with ecstasy: O, woe is me, | |||
175 | To have seen what I have seen, see what I see! | ||
Re-enter KING CLAUDIUS and POLONIUS | Fpxäkìm KLLAWTYUSÌ alu OLO'EYKTAN POLONYUSÌsì nìmun | ||
KING CLAUDIUS | 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, | |||
180 | O'er which his melancholy sits on brood; | ||
And I do doubt the hatch and the disclose | |||
Will be some danger: which for to prevent, | |||
I have in quick determination | |||
Thus set it down: he shall with speed to England, | |||
185 | For the demand of our neglected tribute | ||
Haply the seas and countries different | |||
With variable objects shall expel | |||
This something-settled matter in his heart, | |||
Whereon his brains still beating puts him thus | |||
190 | From fashion of himself. What think you on't? | ||
LORD POLONIUS | It shall do well: but yet do I believe | ||
The origin and commencement of his grief | |||
Sprung from neglected love. How now, Ophelia! | |||
You need not tell us what Lord Hamlet said; | |||
195 | We heard it all. My lord, do as you please; | ||
But, if you hold it fit, after the play | |||
Let his queen mother all alone entreat him | |||
To show his grief: let her be round with him; | |||
And I'll be placed, so please you, in the ear | |||
200 | Of all their conference. If she find him not, | ||
To England send him, or confine him where | |||
Your wisdom best shall think. | |||
KING CLAUDIUS | It shall be so: | ||
Madness in great ones must not unwatch'd go. | |||
205 | Exeunt | Hum |
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