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Enter KING CLAUDIUS, QUEEN GERTRUDE, POLONIUS, OPHELIA, ROSENCRANTZ, and GUILDENSTERN  
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| 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,
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|  || 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'''
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|  ||  || Get from him why he puts on this confusion, || ''' '''
 
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Get from him why he puts on this confusion,
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| 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
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|  || 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?
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|  || 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  
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|  ||  || Of his true state. || ''' '''
He does confess he feels himself distracted;
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|  || QUEEN GERTRUDE || Did he receive you well? || ''' '''
'''Poan plltxe san tsa'u ke oer eltu sìrmängi sìk, slä poan kepllaytxe pelun.'''
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|  || ROSENCRANTZ || Most like a gentleman. || ''' '''
But from what cause he will by no means speak.
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| 15 || GUILDENSTERN || But with much forcing of his disposition. || ''' '''
'''slä poanìl ke paylltxe lunit.'''
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|  || ROSENCRANTZ || Niggard of question; but, of our demands, || ''' '''
 
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GUILDENSTERN  
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|  ||  || Most free in his reply. || ''' '''
 
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Nor do we find him forward to be sounded,
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|  || QUEEN GERTRUDE || Did you assay him? || ''' '''
 
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|  ||  || To any pastime? || ''' '''
 
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But, with a crafty madness, keeps aloof,
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| 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
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|  ||  || 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.
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|  ||  || 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  
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|  ||  || And he beseech'd me to entreat your majesties || ''' '''
Did he receive you well?
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|  ||  || 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  
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| 30 ||  || To hear him so inclined. || ''' '''
 
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Most like a gentleman.
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|  ||  || 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.
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|  ||  || Exeunt ROSENCRANTZ and GUILDENSTERN || '''ROSENGRAN KÌLTXENSTENsì hum'''
 
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ROSENCRANTZ  
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| 35 || KING CLAUDIUS || Sweet Gertrude, leave us too; || ''' '''
 
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Niggard of question; but, of our demands,
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|  ||  || 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.
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|  ||  || 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  
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|  ||  || We may of their encounter frankly judge, || ''' '''
Did you assay him?
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|  ||  || 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?
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|  ||  || That thus he suffers for. || ''' '''
 
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| 45 || QUEEN GERTRUDE || I shall obey you. || ''' '''
 
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ROSENCRANTZ  
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|  ||  || And for your part, Ophelia, I do wish || ''' '''
 
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Madam, it so fell out, that certain players
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|  ||  || 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;
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|  ||  || 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
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|  || OPHELIA || Madam, I wish it may. || ''' '''
 
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To hear of it: they are about the court,
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|  ||  || Exit QUEEN GERTRUDE || '''KÄRTRRUT alu TSAHÌK hum'''
 
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And, as I think, they have already order
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|  || 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  
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|  ||  || Read on this book; || ''' '''
'Tis most true:
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|  ||  || 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
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|  ||  || '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.
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|  ||  || The devil himself. || ''' '''
 
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|  || KING CLAUDIUS || [Aside] O, 'tis too true! || ''' '''
 
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KING CLAUDIUS  
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|  ||  || How smart a lash that speech doth give my conscience! || ''' '''
 
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With all my heart; and it doth much content me
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|  ||  || 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.
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|  ||  || 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,
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|  || LORD POLONIUS || I hear him coming: let's withdraw, my lord. || ''' '''
 
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And drive his purpose on to these delights.
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|  ||  || 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  
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|  || HAMLET || To be, or not to be: that is the question: || ''' '''
We shall, my lord.
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|  ||  || 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
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|  ||  || 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  
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|  ||  || The heart-ache and the thousand natural shocks || ''' '''
Sweet Gertrude, leave us too;
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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,
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| 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
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|  ||  || When we have shuffled off this mortal coil, || ''' '''
 
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|  ||  || Must give us pause: there's the respect || ''' '''
Affront Ophelia:
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|  ||  || 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,
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|  ||  || 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,
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|  ||  || 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,
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| 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,
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|  ||  || 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
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|  ||  || The undiscover'd country from whose bourn || ''' '''
 
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| 95 ||  || No traveller returns, puzzles the will || ''' '''
That thus he suffers for.
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|  ||  || 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  
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|  ||  || Thus conscience does make cowards of us all; || ''' '''
 
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I shall obey you.
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|  ||  || 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
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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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That your good beauties be the happy cause
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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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Of Hamlet's wildness: so shall I hope your virtues
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| 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,
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|  ||  || 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.
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|  || 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  
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|  || HAMLET || No, not I; || ''' '''
Madam, I wish it may.
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|  ||  || 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
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| 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  
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|  ||  || Rich gifts wax poor when givers prove unkind. || ''' '''
Ophelia, walk you here. Gracious, so please you,
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|  ||  || There, my lord. || ''' '''
 
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| 115 || HAMLET || Ha, ha! are you honest? || ''' '''
We will bestow ourselves.
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|  || OPHELIA || My lord? || ''' '''
 
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|  || HAMLET || Are you fair? || ''' '''
 
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To OPHELIA
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|  || 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;
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| 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
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|  || 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,--
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|  ||  || 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
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|  ||  || 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
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|  || 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.
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| 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 || ''' '''
KING CLAUDIUS  
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|  ||  || breeder of sinners? I am myself indifferent honest; || ''' '''
[Aside] O, 'tis too true!
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|  ||  || 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!
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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, || ''' '''
The harlot's cheek, beautied with plastering art,
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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 || ''' '''
Is not more ugly to the thing that helps it
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| 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:
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|  ||  || Where's your father? || ''' '''
 
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|  || OPHELIA || At home, my lord. || ''' '''
O heavy burthen!
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|  || 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  
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|  || OPHELIA || O, help him, you sweet heavens! || ''' '''
 
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I hear him coming: let's withdraw, my lord.
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|  || 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
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| 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
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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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HAMLET  
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|  || OPHELIA || O heavenly powers, restore him! || ''' '''
 
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To be, or not to be: that is the question:
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| 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
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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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The slings and arrows of outrageous fortune,
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|  ||  || 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,
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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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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
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| 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
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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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Devoutly to be wish'd. To die, to sleep;
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|  ||  || 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;
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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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For in that sleep of death what dreams may come
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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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When we have shuffled off this mortal coil,
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| 175 ||  || To have seen what I have seen, see what I see! || ''' '''
 
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Must give us pause: there's the respect
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|  ||  || Re-enter KING CLAUDIUS and POLONIUS || '''Fpxäkìm KLLAWTYUSÌ alu OLO'EYKTAN POLONYUSÌsì nìmun'''
 
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That makes calamity of so long life;
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|  || 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,
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|  ||  || Was not like madness. There's something in his soul, || ''' '''
 
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| 180 ||  || O'er which his melancholy sits on brood; || ''' '''
 
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The oppressor's wrong, the proud man's contumely,
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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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The pangs of despised love, the law's delay,
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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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The insolence of office and the spurns
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| 185 ||  || For the demand of our neglected tribute || ''' '''
 
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|  ||  || Haply the seas and countries different || ''' '''
 
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That patient merit of the unworthy takes,
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|  ||  || 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
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|  ||  || 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,
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|  || 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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|  ||  || And I'll be placed, so please you, in the ear || ''' '''
 
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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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And thus the native hue of resolution
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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
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
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,
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
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;
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
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.
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
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
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
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
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
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  
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
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
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
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
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
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
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
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
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
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!
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
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
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
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
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
OPHELIA  
 
 
 
O, what a noble mind is here o'erthrown!
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
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,
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
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,
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
To have seen what I have seen, see what I see!
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
Re-enter KING CLAUDIUS and POLONIUS
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
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,
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
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,
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
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
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
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;
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
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
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
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.
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
Exeunt
 
  
 
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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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