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.HAMLETNor did you nothing hear?QUEEN GERTRUDENo, nothing but ourselves.HAMLETWhy, look you there! look, how it steals away!My father, in his habit as he lived!Look, where he goes, even now, out at the portal![Exit Ghost]QUEEN GERTRUDEThis the very coinage of your brain:This bodiless creation ecstasyIs very cunning in.HAMLETEcstasy!My pulse, as yours, doth temperately keep time,And makes as healthful music: it is not madnessThat I have utter'd: bring me to the test,And I the matter will re-word; which madnessWould gambol from.Mother, for love of grace,Lay not that mattering unction to your soul,That not your trespass, but my madness speaks:It will but skin and film the ulcerous place,Whilst rank corruption, mining all within,Infects unseen.Confess yourself to heaven;Repent what's past; avoid what is to come;And do not spread the compost on the weeds,To make them ranker.Forgive me this my virtue;For in the fatness of these pursy timesVirtue itself of vice must pardon beg,Yea, curb and woo for leave to do him good.QUEEN GERTRUDEO Hamlet, thou hast cleft my heart in twain.HAMLETO, throw away the worser part of it,And live the purer with the other half.Good night: but go not to mine uncle's bed;Assume a virtue, if you have it not.That monster, custom, who all sense doth eat,Of habits devil, is angel yet in this,That to the use of actions fair and goodHe likewise gives a frock or livery,That aptly is put on.Refrain to-night,And that shall lend a kind of easinessTo the next abstinence: the next more easy;For use almost can change the stamp of nature,And either.the devil, or throw him outWith wondrous potency.Once more, good night:And when you are desirous to be bless'd,I'll blessing beg of you.For this same lord,[Pointing to POLONIUS]I do repent: but heaven hath pleased it so,To punish me with this and this with me,That I must be their scourge and minister.I will bestow him, and will answer wellThe death I gave him.So, again, good night.I must be cruel, only to be kind:Thus bad begins and worse remains behind.One word more, good lady.QUEEN GERTRUDEWhat shall I do?HAMLETNot this, by no means, that I bid you do:Let the bloat king tempt you again to bed;Pinch wanton on your cheek; call you his mouse;And let him, for a pair of reechy kisses,Or paddling in your neck with his damn'd fingers,Make you to ravel all this matter out,That I essentially am not in madness,But mad in craft.'Twere good you let him know;For who, that's but a queen, fair, sober, wise,Would from a paddock, from a bat, a gib,Such dear concernings hide? who would do so?No, in despite of sense and secrecy,Unpeg the basket on the house's top.Let the birds fly, and, like the famous ape,To try conclusions, in the basket creep,And break your own neck down.QUEEN GERTRUDEBe thou assured, if words be made of breath,And breath of life, I have no life to breatheWhat thou hast said to me.HAMLETI must to England; you know that?QUEEN GERTRUDEAlack,I had forgot: 'tis so concluded on.HAMLETThere's letters seal'd: and my two schoolfellows,Whom I will trust as I will adders fang'd,They bear the mandate; they must sweep my way,And marshal me to knavery.Let it work;For 'tis the sport to have the engineerHoist with his own petard: and 't shall go hardBut I will delve one yard below their mines,And blow them at the moon: O, 'tis most sweet,When in one line two crafts directly meet.This man shall set me packing:I'll lug the guts into the neighbour room.Mother, good night.Indeed this counsellorIs now most still, most secret and most grave,Who was in life a foolish prating knave.Come, sir, to draw toward an end with you.Good night, mother.[Exeunt severally; HAMLET dragging in POLONIUS]--------------------------------------Act 4"scene" 1Scene 1[A room in the castle.][Enter KING CLAUDIUS, QUEEN GERTRUDE, ROSENCRANTZ, and GUILDENSTERN]KING CLAUDIUSThere's matter in these sighs, these profound heaves:You must translate: 'tis fit we understand them.Where is your son?QUEEN GERTRUDEBestow this place on us a little while.[Exeunt ROSENCRANTZ and GUILDENSTERN]Ah, my good lord, what have I seen to-night!KING CLAUDIUSWhat, Gertrude? How does Hamlet?QUEEN GERTRUDEMad as the sea and wind, when both contendWhich is the mightier: in his lawless fit,Behind the arras hearing something stir,Whips out his rapier, cries, 'A rat, a rat!'And, in this brainish apprehension, killsThe unseen good old man.KING CLAUDIUSO heavy deed!It had been so with us, had we been there:His liberty is full of threats to all;To you yourself, to us, to every one.Alas, how shall this bloody deed be answer'd?It will be laid to us, whose providenceShould have kept short, restrain'd and out of haunt,This mad young man: but so much was our love,We would not understand what was most fit;But, like the owner of a foul disease,To keep it from divulging, let it feedEven on the pith of Life.Where is he gone?QUEEN GERTRUDETo draw apart the body he hath kill'd:O'er whom his very madness, like some oreAmong a mineral of metals base,Shows itself pure; he weeps for what is done.KING CLAUDIUSO Gertrude, come away!The sun no sooner shall the mountains touch,But we will ship him hence: and this vile deedWe must, with all our majesty and skill,Both countenance and excuse.Ho, Guildenstern![Re-enter ROSENCRANTZ and GUILDENSTERN]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 bodyInto the chapel.I pray you, haste in this.[Exeunt ROSENCRANTZ and GUILDENSTERN]Come, Gertrude, we'll call up our wisest friends;And let them know, both what we mean to do,And what's untimely done.Whose whisper o'er the world's diameter,As level as the cannon to his blank,Transports his poison'd shot, may miss our name,And hit the woundless air.O, come away!My soul is full of discord and dismay.[Exeunt]--------------------------------------"scene" 2Scene 2[Another room in the castle.][Enter HAMLET]HAMLETSafely stowed.ROSENCRANTZ, GUILDENSTERN[Within]Hamlet! Lord Hamlet!HAMLETWhat noise? who calls on Hamlet?O, here they come.[Enter ROSENCRANTZ and GUILDENSTERN]ROSENCRANTZWhat have you done, my lord, with the dead body?HAMLETCompounded it with dust, whereto 'tis kin.ROSENCRANTZTell us where 'tis, that we may take it thenceAnd bear it to the chapel.HAMLETDo not believe it.ROSENCRANTZBelieve what?HAMLETThat I can keep your counsel and not mine own.Besides, to be demanded of a sponge! whatreplication should be made by the son of a king?ROSENCRANTZTake you me for a sponge, my lord?HAMLETAy, sir, that soaks up the king's countenance, hisrewards, his authorities.But such officers do theking best service in the end: he keeps them, likean ape, in the corner of his jaw; first mouthed, tobe last swallowed: when he needs what you havegleaned, it is but squeezing you, and, sponge, youshall be dry again.ROSENCRANTZI understand you not, my lord.HAMLETI am glad of it: a knavish speech sleeps in afoolish ear [ Pobierz całość w formacie PDF ]
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.HAMLETNor did you nothing hear?QUEEN GERTRUDENo, nothing but ourselves.HAMLETWhy, look you there! look, how it steals away!My father, in his habit as he lived!Look, where he goes, even now, out at the portal![Exit Ghost]QUEEN GERTRUDEThis the very coinage of your brain:This bodiless creation ecstasyIs very cunning in.HAMLETEcstasy!My pulse, as yours, doth temperately keep time,And makes as healthful music: it is not madnessThat I have utter'd: bring me to the test,And I the matter will re-word; which madnessWould gambol from.Mother, for love of grace,Lay not that mattering unction to your soul,That not your trespass, but my madness speaks:It will but skin and film the ulcerous place,Whilst rank corruption, mining all within,Infects unseen.Confess yourself to heaven;Repent what's past; avoid what is to come;And do not spread the compost on the weeds,To make them ranker.Forgive me this my virtue;For in the fatness of these pursy timesVirtue itself of vice must pardon beg,Yea, curb and woo for leave to do him good.QUEEN GERTRUDEO Hamlet, thou hast cleft my heart in twain.HAMLETO, throw away the worser part of it,And live the purer with the other half.Good night: but go not to mine uncle's bed;Assume a virtue, if you have it not.That monster, custom, who all sense doth eat,Of habits devil, is angel yet in this,That to the use of actions fair and goodHe likewise gives a frock or livery,That aptly is put on.Refrain to-night,And that shall lend a kind of easinessTo the next abstinence: the next more easy;For use almost can change the stamp of nature,And either.the devil, or throw him outWith wondrous potency.Once more, good night:And when you are desirous to be bless'd,I'll blessing beg of you.For this same lord,[Pointing to POLONIUS]I do repent: but heaven hath pleased it so,To punish me with this and this with me,That I must be their scourge and minister.I will bestow him, and will answer wellThe death I gave him.So, again, good night.I must be cruel, only to be kind:Thus bad begins and worse remains behind.One word more, good lady.QUEEN GERTRUDEWhat shall I do?HAMLETNot this, by no means, that I bid you do:Let the bloat king tempt you again to bed;Pinch wanton on your cheek; call you his mouse;And let him, for a pair of reechy kisses,Or paddling in your neck with his damn'd fingers,Make you to ravel all this matter out,That I essentially am not in madness,But mad in craft.'Twere good you let him know;For who, that's but a queen, fair, sober, wise,Would from a paddock, from a bat, a gib,Such dear concernings hide? who would do so?No, in despite of sense and secrecy,Unpeg the basket on the house's top.Let the birds fly, and, like the famous ape,To try conclusions, in the basket creep,And break your own neck down.QUEEN GERTRUDEBe thou assured, if words be made of breath,And breath of life, I have no life to breatheWhat thou hast said to me.HAMLETI must to England; you know that?QUEEN GERTRUDEAlack,I had forgot: 'tis so concluded on.HAMLETThere's letters seal'd: and my two schoolfellows,Whom I will trust as I will adders fang'd,They bear the mandate; they must sweep my way,And marshal me to knavery.Let it work;For 'tis the sport to have the engineerHoist with his own petard: and 't shall go hardBut I will delve one yard below their mines,And blow them at the moon: O, 'tis most sweet,When in one line two crafts directly meet.This man shall set me packing:I'll lug the guts into the neighbour room.Mother, good night.Indeed this counsellorIs now most still, most secret and most grave,Who was in life a foolish prating knave.Come, sir, to draw toward an end with you.Good night, mother.[Exeunt severally; HAMLET dragging in POLONIUS]--------------------------------------Act 4"scene" 1Scene 1[A room in the castle.][Enter KING CLAUDIUS, QUEEN GERTRUDE, ROSENCRANTZ, and GUILDENSTERN]KING CLAUDIUSThere's matter in these sighs, these profound heaves:You must translate: 'tis fit we understand them.Where is your son?QUEEN GERTRUDEBestow this place on us a little while.[Exeunt ROSENCRANTZ and GUILDENSTERN]Ah, my good lord, what have I seen to-night!KING CLAUDIUSWhat, Gertrude? How does Hamlet?QUEEN GERTRUDEMad as the sea and wind, when both contendWhich is the mightier: in his lawless fit,Behind the arras hearing something stir,Whips out his rapier, cries, 'A rat, a rat!'And, in this brainish apprehension, killsThe unseen good old man.KING CLAUDIUSO heavy deed!It had been so with us, had we been there:His liberty is full of threats to all;To you yourself, to us, to every one.Alas, how shall this bloody deed be answer'd?It will be laid to us, whose providenceShould have kept short, restrain'd and out of haunt,This mad young man: but so much was our love,We would not understand what was most fit;But, like the owner of a foul disease,To keep it from divulging, let it feedEven on the pith of Life.Where is he gone?QUEEN GERTRUDETo draw apart the body he hath kill'd:O'er whom his very madness, like some oreAmong a mineral of metals base,Shows itself pure; he weeps for what is done.KING CLAUDIUSO Gertrude, come away!The sun no sooner shall the mountains touch,But we will ship him hence: and this vile deedWe must, with all our majesty and skill,Both countenance and excuse.Ho, Guildenstern![Re-enter ROSENCRANTZ and GUILDENSTERN]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 bodyInto the chapel.I pray you, haste in this.[Exeunt ROSENCRANTZ and GUILDENSTERN]Come, Gertrude, we'll call up our wisest friends;And let them know, both what we mean to do,And what's untimely done.Whose whisper o'er the world's diameter,As level as the cannon to his blank,Transports his poison'd shot, may miss our name,And hit the woundless air.O, come away!My soul is full of discord and dismay.[Exeunt]--------------------------------------"scene" 2Scene 2[Another room in the castle.][Enter HAMLET]HAMLETSafely stowed.ROSENCRANTZ, GUILDENSTERN[Within]Hamlet! Lord Hamlet!HAMLETWhat noise? who calls on Hamlet?O, here they come.[Enter ROSENCRANTZ and GUILDENSTERN]ROSENCRANTZWhat have you done, my lord, with the dead body?HAMLETCompounded it with dust, whereto 'tis kin.ROSENCRANTZTell us where 'tis, that we may take it thenceAnd bear it to the chapel.HAMLETDo not believe it.ROSENCRANTZBelieve what?HAMLETThat I can keep your counsel and not mine own.Besides, to be demanded of a sponge! whatreplication should be made by the son of a king?ROSENCRANTZTake you me for a sponge, my lord?HAMLETAy, sir, that soaks up the king's countenance, hisrewards, his authorities.But such officers do theking best service in the end: he keeps them, likean ape, in the corner of his jaw; first mouthed, tobe last swallowed: when he needs what you havegleaned, it is but squeezing you, and, sponge, youshall be dry again.ROSENCRANTZI understand you not, my lord.HAMLETI am glad of it: a knavish speech sleeps in afoolish ear [ Pobierz całość w formacie PDF ]