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