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His form and cause conjoin'd, preaching to stones,
Would make them capable.-Do not look upon me;
Lest, with this piteous action, you convert
My stern effects: then what I have to do
Will want true colour; tears, perchance, for blood.
Queen. To whom do you speak this?
Ham. Do you see nothing there?

Queen. Nothing at all; yet all, that is, I see.
Ham. Nor did you nothing hear?

Queen. No, nothing but ourselves.

Ham. Why, look you there! look, how it steals away!

My father, in his habit as he liv'd!

Look, where he goes, even now, out at the portal!

[Exit GHOST, Queen. This is the very coinage of your brain; This bodiless creation ecstacy Is very cunning in.

Ham. Ecstacy!

My pulse, as yours, doth temperately keep time,
And makes as healthful music: It is not madness
That I have utter'd: bring me to the test,
And I the matter will re-word; which madness
Would gambol from. Mother, for love of grace,
Lay not that flattering unction to your soul,
That not your trespass, but my madness speaks:
It will but skin and film the ulcerous place;
Whiles rank corruption, mining all within,
Infects unseen. Confess yourself to Heaven;
Repent what's past; avoid what is to come.

Queen. O, Hamlet! thou hast cleft my heart in twain.

Ham. O, throw away the worser part of it,
And live the purer with the other half.
Good night but go not to my uncle's bed;
Assume a virtue, if you have it not.
Once more, good night!

And when you are desirous to be bless'd,

I'll blessing beg of you.-For this same lord,
I do repent;

I will bestow him, and will answer well
The death I gave him. So,,again, good night!-

[Exit QUEEN.

I must be cruel, only to be kind:
Thus bad begins, and worse remains behind.




An Apartment in the Palace.

Enter QUEEN and KING.

King. There's matter in these sighs, these profound heaves;

You must translate; 'tis fit we understand them:
How does Hamlet?

Queen. Mad as the sea, and wind, when both contend

Which is the mightier: In his lawless fit,
Behind the arras hearing something stir,
He whips his rapier out, and cries,
And, in this brainish apprehension, kills
The unseen good old man.
King. O heavy deed!

It had been so with us, had we been there.
Where is he gone?

Queen. To draw apart the body he hath kill'd.


"A rat!"

King. The sun no sooner shall the mountains touch, But we will ship him hence: and this vile deed We must, with all our majesty and skill, Both countenance and excuse.-Ho! Guildenstern?

Enter GUILDENSTERN, and ROSENCRANTZ, Friends both, go join you with some further aid : Hamlet in madness hath Polonius slain, And from his mother's closet hath he dragg’d him : Go, seek him out; speak fair, and bring the body Into the chapel. I pray you, haste in this.

[Ereunt RosenCRANTZ, and GUILDENSTERN, King. Come, Gertrude, we'll call up our wisest

friends, And let them know, both what we mean to do, And what's untimely done.

[Exeunt King and QUEEN.


Another Room in the Palace,

Ham. Safely stow'd,
Ros. [Within.] Hamlet ! Lord Hamlet !

Ham. What noise ? who calls on Hamlet ? O, here they come.

Enter ROSENCRANTZ, and GUILDENSTERN. Ros. What have you done, my lord, with the dead body?

Ham. Compounded it with dust, whereto 'tis kin.

Ros. Tell us where 'tis ; that we may take it thence, and bear it to the chapel,

Ham. Do not believe it.

Ros. Believe what?

Ham. That I can keep your counsel, and not mine own. Besides, to be demanded of a spunge !—what replication should be made by the son of a king ? Ros. Take you me for a spunge, my lord ?

Ham. Ay, sir; that soaks up the king's countenance, his rewards, his authorities. But such officers do the king best service in the end; he keeps them,

l; like an ape, in the corner of his jaw; first mouth'd to be last swallow'd : When he needs what


have glean'd, it is but squeezing you, and, spunge, you shall be dry again.

Ros. I understand you not, my lord.

Ham. I am glad of it: A knavish speech sleeps in a foolish ear.

Ros. My lord, you must tell us where the body is, and go with us to the king. Ham. Bring me to him. [Exeunt ROSENCRANTZ, HAMLET, and Guil



An Apartment in the Palace,

Enter the King.
King. How dangerous is it, that this man goes

Yet must not we put the strong law on him:
He's lov'd of the distracted multitude,
Who like not in their judgment, but their eyes ;
And, where 'tis so, the offender's scourge is weigh’d,
But never the offence.

How now? what hath befallen?

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Ros. Where the dead body is bestow'd, my lord, We cannot get from him.

King. But where is he?
Ros. Without, my lord; guarded, to know your

King. Bring him before us.
Ros. Ho, Guildenstern! bring in my lord.

King. Now, Hamlet, where's Polonius ?
Ham. At supper.
King. At supper? Where?

Ham. Not where he eats, but where he is eaten ; a certain convocation of politic worms are e'en at him. Your worm is your only emperor for diet : we fat all creatures else, to fat us; and we fat ourselves for maggots : Your fat king, and your lean beggar, is but variable service; two dishes, but to one table; that's the end.'

King. Where is Polonius?

Ham. In Heaven ; send thither to see: if your messenger find him not there, seek him in the other place yourself.—But if, indeed, you find him not within this month, you shall nose him as you go up the stair into the lobby.

King. Go, seek him there.
Ham. He will stay till you come.

King. Hamlet, this deed, for thine especial safety,
Must send thee hence ;
Therefore prepare thyself -

The bark is ready, and the wind at help,
For England.

Ham. For England !
King. Ay, Hamlet.
Ham. Good.
King. So is it, if thou knew’st our purposes.

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