VS 여러분! 반갑습니다.    [로그인]   
  
키워드 :
  메인화면 (다빈치!지식놀이터) :: 다빈치! 원문/전문 > 문학 > 세계문학 > 희곡 영문  수정

◈ The Tragedy of Hamlet, Prince of Denmark (햄릿) ◈

◇ Act III ◇

해설목차  서문  1권  2권  3권 4권  5권  1600
셰익스피어
목 차   [숨기기]
 1. Act III, Scene 1
 2. Act III, Scene 2
 3. Act III, Scene 3
 4. Act III, Scene 4

1. Act III, Scene 1

0 Elsinore. A room in the Castle.
 
1 Enter King, Queen, Polonius, Ophelia, Rosencrantz, Guildenstern,
 
2 and Lords.
 
3 Claudius.
4       And can you by no drift of circumstance
5       Get from him why he puts on this confusion,
6       Grating so harshly all his days of quiet
7       With turbulent and dangerous lunacy?
8 Rosencrantz.
9       He does confess he feels himself distracted,
10       But from what cause he will by no means speak.
11 Guildenstern.
12       Nor do we find him forward to be sounded,
13       But with a crafty madness keeps aloof
14       When we would bring him on to some confession
15       Of his true state.
16 Gertrude.
17       Did he receive you well?
18 Rosencrantz.
19       Most like a gentleman.
20 Guildenstern.
21       But with much forcing of his disposition.
22 Rosencrantz.
23       Niggard of question, but of our demands
24       Most free in his reply.
25 Gertrude.
26       Did you assay him
27       To any pastime?
28 Rosencrantz.
29       Madam, it so fell out that certain players
30       We o'erraught on the way. Of these we told him,
31       And there did seem in him a kind of joy
32       To hear of it. They are here about the court,
33       And, as I think, they have already order
34       This night to play before him.
35 Polonius.
36       'Tis most true;
37       And he beseech'd me to entreat your Majesties
38       To hear and see the matter.
39 Claudius.
40       With all my heart, and it doth much content me
41       To hear him so inclin'd.
42       Good gentlemen, give him a further edge
43       And drive his purpose on to these delights.
44 Rosencrantz.
45       We shall, my lord.
 
46 Exeunt Rosencrantz and Guildenstern.
 
47 Claudius.
48       Sweet Gertrude, leave us too;
49       For we have closely sent for Hamlet hither,
50       That he, as 'twere by accident, may here
51       Affront Ophelia.
52       Her father and myself(lawful espials)
53       Will so bestow ourselves that, seeing unseen,
54       We may of their encounter frankly judge
55       And gather by him, as he is behav'd,
56       If't be th' affliction of his love, or no,
57       That thus he suffers for.
58 Gertrude.
59       I shall obey you;
60       And for your part, Ophelia, I do wish
61       That your good beauties be the happy cause
62       Of Hamlet's wildness. So shall I hope your virtues
63       Will bring him to his wonted way again,
64       To both your honours.
65 Ophelia.
66       Madam, I wish it may.
 
67 [Exit Queen.]
 
68 Polonius.
69       Ophelia, walk you here.- Gracious, so please you,
70       We will bestow ourselves.-[To Ophelia]Read on this book,
71       That show of such an exercise may colour
72       Your loneliness.- We are oft to blame in this,
73       'Tis too much prov'd, that with devotion's visage
74       And pious action we do sugar o'er
75       The Devil himself.
76 Claudius.
77       [aside]O, 'tis too true!
78       How smart a lash that speech doth give my conscience!
79       The harlot's cheek, beautied with plast'ring art,
80       Is not more ugly to the thing that helps it
81       Than is my deed to my most painted word.
82       O heavy burthen!
83 Polonius.
84       I hear him coming. Let's withdraw, my lord.
 
85 Exeunt King and Polonius].
 
86 Enter Hamlet.
 
87 Hamlet.
88       To be, or not to be- that is the question:
89       Whether 'tis nobler in the mind to suffer
90       The slings and arrows of outrageous fortune
91       Or to take arms against a sea of troubles,
92       And by opposing end them. To die- to sleep-
93       No more; and by a sleep to say we end
94       The heartache, and the thousand natural shocks
95       That flesh is heir to. 'Tis a consummation
96       Devoutly to be wish'd. To die- to sleep.
97       To sleep- perchance to dream: ay, there's the rub!
98       For in that sleep of death what dreams may come
99       When we have shuffled off this mortal coil,
100       Must give us pause. There's the respect
101       That makes calamity of so long life.
102       For who would bear the whips and scorns of time,
103       Th' oppressor's wrong, the proud man's contumely,
104       The pangs of despis'd love, the law's delay,
105       The insolence of office, and the spurns
106       That patient merit of th' unworthy takes,
107       When he himself might his quietus make
108       With a bare bodkin? Who would these fardels bear,
109       To grunt and sweat under a weary life,
110       But that the dread of something after death-
111       The undiscover'd country, from whose bourn
112       No traveller returns- puzzles the will,
113       And makes us rather bear those ills we have
114       Than fly to others that we know not of?
115       Thus conscience does make cowards of us all,
116       And thus the native hue of resolution
117       Is sicklied o'er with the pale cast of thought,
118       And enterprises of great pith and moment
119       With this regard their currents turn awry
120       And lose the name of action.- Soft you now!
121       The fair Ophelia!- Nymph, in thy orisons
122       Be all my sins rememb'red.
123 Ophelia.
124       Good my lord,
125       How does your honour for this many a day?
126 Hamlet.
127       I humbly thank you; well, well, well.
128 Ophelia.
129       My lord, I have remembrances of yours
130       That I have longed long to re-deliver.
131       I pray you, now receive them.
132 Hamlet.
133       No, not I!
134       I never gave you aught.
135 Ophelia.
136       My honour'd lord, you know right well you did,
137       And with them words of so sweet breath compos'd
138       As made the things more rich. Their perfume lost,
139       Take these again; for to the noble mind
140       Rich gifts wax poor when givers prove unkind.
141       There, my lord.
142 Hamlet.
143       Ha, ha! Are you honest?
144 Ophelia.
145       My lord?
146 Hamlet.
147       Are you fair?
148 Ophelia.
149       What means your lordship?
150 Hamlet.
151       That if you be honest and fair, your honesty should admit no
152       discourse to your beauty.
153 Ophelia.
154       Could beauty, my lord, have better commerce than with honesty?
155 Hamlet.
156       Ay, truly; for the power of beauty will sooner transform
157       honesty from what it is to a bawd than the force of honesty can
158       translate beauty into his likeness. This was sometime a paradox,
159       but now the time gives it proof. I did love you once.
160 Ophelia.
161       Indeed, my lord, you made me believe so.
162 Hamlet.
163       You should not have believ'd me; for virtue cannot so
164       inoculate our old stock but we shall relish of it. I loved you
165       not.
166 Ophelia.
167       I was the more deceived.
168 Hamlet.
169       Get thee to a nunnery! Why wouldst thou be a breeder of
170       sinners? I am myself indifferent honest, but yet I could accuse
171       me of such things that it were better my mother had not borne me.
172       I am very proud, revengeful, ambitious; with more offences at my
173       beck than I have thoughts to put them in, imagination to give
174       them shape, or time to act them in. What should such fellows as I
175       do, crawling between earth and heaven? We are arrant knaves all;
176       believe none of us. Go thy ways to a nunnery. Where's your
177       father?
178 Ophelia.
179       At home, my lord.
180 Hamlet.
181       Let the doors be shut upon him, that he may play the fool
182       nowhere but in's own house. Farewell.
183 Ophelia.
184       O, help him, you sweet heavens!
185 Hamlet.
186       If thou dost marry, I'll give thee this plague for thy dowry:
187       be thou as chaste as ice, as pure as snow, thou shalt not escape
188       calumny. Get thee to a nunnery. Go, farewell. Or if thou wilt
189       needs marry, marry a fool; for wise men know well enough what
190       monsters you make of them. To a nunnery, go; and quickly too.
191       Farewell.
192 Ophelia.
193       O heavenly powers, restore him!
194 Hamlet.
195       I have heard of your paintings too, well enough. God hath
196       given you one face, and you make yourselves another. You jig, you
197       amble, and you lisp; you nickname God's creatures and make your
198       wantonness your ignorance. Go to, I'll no more on't! it hath made
199       me mad. I say, we will have no moe marriages. Those that are
200       married already- all but one- shall live; the rest shall keep as
201       they are. To a nunnery, go.[Exit.]
202 Ophelia.
203       O, what a noble mind is here o'erthrown!
204       The courtier's, scholar's, soldier's, eye, tongue, sword,
205       Th' expectancy and rose of the fair state,
206       The glass of fashion and the mould of form,
207       Th' observ'd of all observers- quite, quite down!
208       And I, of ladies most deject and wretched,
209       That suck'd the honey of his music vows,
210       Now see that noble and most sovereign reason,
211       Like sweet bells jangled, out of tune and harsh;
212       That unmatch'd form and feature of blown youth
213       Blasted with ecstasy. O, woe is me
214       T' have seen what I have seen, see what I see!
 
215 Enter King and Polonius.
 
216 Claudius.
217       Love? his affections do not that way tend;
218       Nor what he spake, though it lack'd form a little,
219       Was not like madness. There's something in his soul
220       O'er which his melancholy sits on brood;
221       And I do doubt the hatch and the disclose
222       Will be some danger; which for to prevent,
223       I have in quick determination
224       Thus set it down: he shall with speed to England
225       For the demand of our neglected tribute.
226       Haply the seas, and countries different,
227       With variable objects, shall expel
228       This something-settled matter in his heart,
229       Whereon his brains still beating puts him thus
230       From fashion of himself. What think you on't?
231 Polonius.
232       It shall do well. But yet do I believe
233       The origin and commencement of his grief
234       Sprung from neglected love.- How now, Ophelia?
235       You need not tell us what Lord Hamlet said.
236       We heard it all.- My lord, do as you please;
237       But if you hold it fit, after the play
238       Let his queen mother all alone entreat him
239       To show his grief. Let her be round with him;
240       And I'll be plac'd so please you, in the ear
241       Of all their conference. If she find him not,
242       To England send him; or confine him where
243       Your wisdom best shall think.
244 Claudius.
245       It shall be so.
246       Madness in great ones must not unwatch'd go.[Exeunt.]
 

2. Act III, Scene 2

0 Elsinore. hall in the Castle.
 
1 Enter Hamlet and three of the Players.
 
2 Hamlet.
3       Speak the speech, I pray you, as I pronounc'd it to you,
4       trippingly on the tongue. But if you mouth it, as many of our
5       players do, I had as live the town crier spoke my lines. Nor do
6       not saw the air too much with your hand, thus, but use all
7       gently; for in the very torrent, tempest, and(as I may say)
8       whirlwind of your passion, you must acquire and beget a
9       temperance that may give it smoothness. O, it offends me to the
10       soul to hear a robustious periwig-pated fellow tear a passion to
11       tatters, to very rags, to split the cars of the groundlings, who
12       (for the most part)are capable of nothing but inexplicable dumb
13       shows and noise. I would have such a fellow whipp'd for o'erdoing
14       Termagant. It out-herods Herod. Pray you avoid it.
15 First Player.
16       I warrant your honour.
17 Hamlet.
18       Be not too tame neither; but let your own discretion be your
19       tutor. Suit the action to the word, the word to the action; with
20       this special observance, that you o'erstep not the modesty of
21       nature: for anything so overdone is from the purpose of playing,
22       whose end, both at the first and now, was and is, to hold, as
23       'twere, the mirror up to nature; to show Virtue her own feature,
24       scorn her own image, and the very age and body of the time his
25       form and pressure. Now this overdone, or come tardy off, though
26       it make the unskilful laugh, cannot but make the judicious
27       grieve; the censure of the which one must in your allowance
28       o'erweigh a whole theatre of others. O, there be players that I
29       have seen play, and heard others praise, and that highly(not to
30       speak it profanely), that, neither having the accent of
31       Christians, nor the gait of Christian, pagan, nor man, have so
32       strutted and bellowed that I have thought some of Nature's
33       journeymen had made men, and not made them well, they imitated
34       humanity so abominably.
35 First Player.
36       I hope we have reform'd that indifferently with us, sir.
37 Hamlet.
38       O, reform it altogether! And let those that play your clowns
39       speak no more than is set down for them. For there be of them
40       that will themselves laugh, to set on some quantity of barren
41       spectators to laugh too, though in the mean time some necessary
42       question of the play be then to be considered. That's villanous
43       and shows a most pitiful ambition in the fool that uses it. Go
44       make you ready.
45       [Exeunt Players.]
46       [Enter Polonius, Rosencrantz, and Guildenstern.]
47       How now, my lord? Will the King hear this piece of work?
48 Polonius.
49       And the Queen too, and that presently.
50 Hamlet.
51       Bid the players make haste,[Exit Polonius.]Will you two
52       help to hasten them?
53 Rosencrantz.
54       [with Guildenstern]We will, my lord.
 
55 Exeunt they two.
 
56 Hamlet.
57       What, ho, Horatio!
 
58 Enter Horatio.
 
59 Horatio.
60       Here, sweet lord, at your service.
61 Hamlet.
62       Horatio, thou art e'en as just a man
63       As e'er my conversation cop'd withal.
64 Horatio.
65       O, my dear lord!
66 Hamlet.
67       Nay, do not think I flatter;
68       For what advancement may I hope from thee,
69       That no revenue hast but thy good spirits
70       To feed and clothe thee? Why should the poor be flatter'd?
71       No, let the candied tongue lick absurd pomp,
72       And crook the pregnant hinges of the knee
73       Where thrift may follow fawning. Dost thou hear?
74       Since my dear soul was mistress of her choice
75       And could of men distinguish, her election
76       Hath seal'd thee for herself. For thou hast been
77       As one, in suff'ring all, that suffers nothing;
78       A man that Fortune's buffets and rewards
79       Hast ta'en with equal thanks; and blest are those
80       Whose blood and judgment are so well commingled
81       That they are not a pipe for Fortune's finger
82       To sound what stop she please. Give me that man
83       That is not passion's slave, and I will wear him
84       In my heart's core, ay, in my heart of heart,
85       As I do thee. Something too much of this I
86       There is a play to-night before the King.
87       One scene of it comes near the circumstance,
88       Which I have told thee, of my father's death.
89       I prithee, when thou seest that act afoot,
90       Even with the very comment of thy soul
91       Observe my uncle. If his occulted guilt
92       Do not itself unkennel in one speech,
93       It is a damned ghost that we have seen,
94       And my imaginations are as foul
95       As Vulcan's stithy. Give him heedful note;
96       For I mine eyes will rivet to his face,
97       And after we will both our judgments join
98       In censure of his seeming.
99 Horatio.
100       Well, my lord.
101       If he steal aught the whilst this play is playing,
102       And scape detecting, I will pay the theft.
103       Sound a flourish.[Enter Trumpets and Kettledrums. Danish
104       march. [Enter King, Queen, Polonius, Ophelia, Rosencrantz, Guildenstern,
105       and other Lords attendant, with the Guard carrying torches.]
106 Hamlet.
107       They are coming to the play. I must be idle.
108       Get you a place.
109 Claudius.
110       How fares our cousin Hamlet?
111 Hamlet.
112       Excellent, i' faith; of the chameleon's dish. I eat the air,
113       promise-cramm'd. You cannot feed capons so.
114 Claudius.
115       I have nothing with this answer, Hamlet. These words are not
116       mine.
117 Hamlet.
118       No, nor mine now.[To Polonius]My lord, you play'd once
119       i' th' university, you say?
120 Polonius.
121       That did I, my lord, and was accounted a good actor.
122 Hamlet.
123       What did you enact?
124 Polonius.
125       I did enact Julius Caesar; I was kill'd i' th' Capitol; Brutus
126       kill'd me.
127 Hamlet.
128       It was a brute part of him to kill so capital a calf there. Be
129       the players ready.
130 Rosencrantz.
131       Ay, my lord. They stay upon your patience.
132 Gertrude.
133       Come hither, my dear Hamlet, sit by me.
134 Hamlet.
135       No, good mother. Here's metal more attractive.
136 Polonius.
137       [to the King]O, ho! do you mark that?
138 Hamlet.
139       Lady, shall I lie in your lap?
 
140 [Sits down at Ophelia's feet.]
 
141 Ophelia.
142       No, my lord.
143 Hamlet.
144       I mean, my head upon your lap?
145 Ophelia.
146       Ay, my lord.
147 Hamlet.
148       Do you think I meant country matters?
149 Ophelia.
150       I think nothing, my lord.
151 Hamlet.
152       That's a fair thought to lie between maids' legs.
153 Ophelia.
154       What is, my lord?
155 Hamlet.
156       Nothing.
157 Ophelia.
158       You are merry, my lord.
159 Hamlet.
160       Who, I?
161 Ophelia.
162       Ay, my lord.
163 Hamlet.
164       O God, your only jig-maker! What should a man do but be merry?
165       For look you how cheerfully my mother looks, and my father died
166       within 's two hours.
167 Ophelia.
168       Nay 'tis twice two months, my lord.
169 Hamlet.
170       So long? Nay then, let the devil wear black, for I'll have a
171       suit of sables. O heavens! die two months ago, and not forgotten
172       yet? Then there's hope a great man's memory may outlive his life
173       half a year. But, by'r Lady, he must build churches then; or else
174       shall he suffer not thinking on, with the hobby-horse, whose
175       epitaph is 'For O, for O, the hobby-horse is forgot!'
176       [Hautboys play. The dumb show enters.]
177       Enter a King and a Queen very lovingly; the Queen embracing
178       him and he her. She kneels, and makes show of protestation
179       unto him. He takes her up, and declines his head upon her
180       neck. He lays him down upon a bank of flowers. She, seeing
181       him asleep, leaves him. Anon comes in a fellow, takes off his
182       crown, kisses it, pours poison in the sleeper's ears, and
183       leaves him. The Queen returns, finds the King dead, and makes
184       passionate action. The Poisoner with some three or four Mutes,
185       comes in again, seem to condole with her. The dead body is
186       carried away. The Poisoner wooes the Queen with gifts; she
187       seems harsh and unwilling awhile, but in the end accepts
188       his love.
 
189 Exeunt.
 
190 Ophelia.
191       What means this, my lord?
192 Hamlet.
193       Marry, this is miching malhecho; it means mischief.
194 Ophelia.
195       Belike this show imports the argument of the play.
 
196 Enter Prologue.
 
197 Hamlet.
198       We shall know by this fellow. The players cannot keep counsel;
199       they'll tell all.
200 Ophelia.
201       Will he tell us what this show meant?
202 Hamlet.
203       Ay, or any show that you'll show him. Be not you asham'd to
204       show, he'll not shame to tell you what it means.
205 Ophelia.
206       You are naught, you are naught! I'll mark the play.
207       Pro. For us, and for our tragedy,
208       Here stooping to your clemency,
209       We beg your hearing patiently.[Exit.]
210 Hamlet.
211       Is this a prologue, or the posy of a ring?
212 Ophelia.
213       'Tis brief, my lord.
214 Hamlet.
215       As woman's love.
 
216 Enter [two Players as] King and Queen.
 
217 Player King.
218       Full thirty times hath Phoebus' cart gone round
219       Neptune's salt wash and Tellus' orbed ground,
220       And thirty dozen moons with borrowed sheen
221       About the world have times twelve thirties been,
222       Since love our hearts, and Hymen did our hands,
223       Unite comutual in most sacred bands.
224 Player Queen.
225       So many journeys may the sun and moon
226       Make us again count o'er ere love be done!
227       But woe is me! you are so sick of late,
228       So far from cheer and from your former state.
229       That I distrust you. Yet, though I distrust,
230       Discomfort you, my lord, it nothing must;
231       For women's fear and love holds quantity,
232       In neither aught, or in extremity.
233       Now what my love is, proof hath made you know;
234       And as my love is siz'd, my fear is so.
235       Where love is great, the littlest doubts are fear;
236       Where little fears grow great, great love grows there.
237 Player King.
238       Faith, I must leave thee, love, and shortly too;
239       My operant powers their functions leave to do.
240       And thou shalt live in this fair world behind,
241       Honour'd, belov'd, and haply one as kind
242       For husband shalt thou-
243 Player Queen.
244       O, confound the rest!
245       Such love must needs be treason in my breast.
246       When second husband let me be accurst!
247       None wed the second but who killed the first.
248 Hamlet.
249       [aside]Wormwood, wormwood!
250       Queen. The instances that second marriage move
251       Are base respects of thrift, but none of love.
252       A second time I kill my husband dead
253       When second husband kisses me in bed.
254 Player King.
255       I do believe you think what now you speak;
256       But what we do determine oft we break.
257       Purpose is but the slave to memory,
258       Of violent birth, but poor validity;
259       Which now, like fruit unripe, sticks on the tree,
260       But fall unshaken when they mellow be.
261       Most necessary 'tis that we forget
262       To pay ourselves what to ourselves is debt.
263       What to ourselves in passion we propose,
264       The passion ending, doth the purpose lose.
265       The violence of either grief or joy
266       Their own enactures with themselves destroy.
267       Where joy most revels, grief doth most lament;
268       Grief joys, joy grieves, on slender accident.
269       This world is not for aye, nor 'tis not strange
270       That even our loves should with our fortunes change;
271       For 'tis a question left us yet to prove,
272       Whether love lead fortune, or else fortune love.
273       The great man down, you mark his favourite flies,
274       The poor advanc'd makes friends of enemies;
275       And hitherto doth love on fortune tend,
276       For who not needs shall never lack a friend,
277       And who in want a hollow friend doth try,
278       Directly seasons him his enemy.
279       But, orderly to end where I begun,
280       Our wills and fates do so contrary run
281       That our devices still are overthrown;
282       Our thoughts are ours, their ends none of our own.
283       So think thou wilt no second husband wed;
284       But die thy thoughts when thy first lord is dead.
285 Player Queen.
286       Nor earth to me give food, nor heaven light,
287       Sport and repose lock from me day and night,
288       To desperation turn my trust and hope,
289       An anchor's cheer in prison be my scope,
290       Each opposite that blanks the face of joy
291       Meet what I would have well, and it destroy,
292       Both here and hence pursue me lasting strife,
293       If, once a widow, ever I be wife!
294 Hamlet.
295       If she should break it now!
296 Player King.
297       'Tis deeply sworn. Sweet, leave me here awhile.
298       My spirits grow dull, and fain I would beguile
299       The tedious day with sleep.
300 Player Queen.
301       Sleep rock thy brain,
 
302 He sleeps.]
 
303 Player Queen.
304       And never come mischance between us twain!
 
305 Exit.
 
306 Hamlet.
307       Madam, how like you this play?
308 Gertrude.
309       The lady doth protest too much, methinks.
310 Hamlet.
311       O, but she'll keep her word.
312 Claudius.
313       Have you heard the argument? Is there no offence in't?
314 Hamlet.
315       No, no! They do but jest, poison in jest; no offence i' th'
316       world.
317 Claudius.
318       What do you call the play?
319 Hamlet.
320       'The Mousetrap.' Marry, how? Tropically. This play is the
321       image of a murther done in Vienna. Gonzago is the duke's name;
322       his wife, Baptista. You shall see anon. 'Tis a knavish piece of
323       work; but what o' that? Your Majesty, and we that have free
324       souls, it touches us not. Let the gall'd jade winch; our withers
325       are unwrung.
 
326 Enter Lucianus.This is one Lucianus, nephew to the King.
 
327 Ophelia.
328       You are as good as a chorus, my lord.
329 Hamlet.
330       I could interpret between you and your love, if I could see
331       the puppets dallying.
332 Ophelia.
333       You are keen, my lord, you are keen.
334 Hamlet.
335       It would cost you a groaning to take off my edge.
336 Ophelia.
337       Still better, and worse.
338 Hamlet.
339       So you must take your husbands.- Begin, murtherer. Pox, leave
340       thy damnable faces, and begin! Come, the croaking raven doth
341       bellow for revenge.
342       Luc. Thoughts black, hands apt, drugs fit, and time agreeing; Confederate season, else no creature seeing; Thou mixture rank, of midnight weeds collected, With Hecate's ban thrice blasted, thrice infected, Thy natural magic and dire property On wholesome life usurp immediately.
 
343 Pours the poison in his ears.
 
344 Hamlet.
345       He poisons him i' th' garden for's estate. His name's Gonzago.
346       The story is extant, and written in very choice Italian. You
347       shall see anon how the murtherer gets the love of Gonzago's wife.
348 Ophelia.
349       The King rises.
350 Hamlet.
351       What, frighted with false fire?
352 Gertrude.
353       How fares my lord?
354 Polonius.
355       Give o'er the play.
356 Claudius.
357       Give me some light! Away!
 
358 All.
359       Lights, lights, lights!
 
360 Exeunt all but Hamlet and Horatio.
 
361 Hamlet.
362       Why, let the strucken deer go weep,
363       The hart ungalled play;
364       For some must watch, while some must sleep:
365       Thus runs the world away.
366       Would not this, sir, and a forest of feathers- if the rest of my
367       fortunes turn Turk with me-with two Provincial roses on my raz'd
368       shoes, get me a fellowship in a cry of players, sir?
369 Horatio.
370       Half a share.
371 Hamlet.
372       A whole one I!
373       For thou dost know, O Damon dear,
374       This realm dismantled was
375       Of Jove himself; and now reigns here
376       A very, very- pajock.
377 Horatio.
378       You might have rhym'd.
379 Hamlet.
380       O good Horatio, I'll take the ghost's word for a thousand
381       pound! Didst perceive?
382 Horatio.
383       Very well, my lord.
384 Hamlet.
385       Upon the talk of the poisoning?
386 Horatio.
387       I did very well note him.
388 Hamlet.
389       Aha! Come, some music! Come, the recorders!
390       For if the King like not the comedy,
391       Why then, belike he likes it not, perdy.
392       Come, some music!
393       Enter Rosencrantz and Guildenstern.
394 Guildenstern.
395       Good my lord, vouchsafe me a word with you.
396 Hamlet.
397       Sir, a whole history.
398 Guildenstern.
399       The King, sir-
400 Hamlet.
401       Ay, sir, what of him?
402 Guildenstern.
403       Is in his retirement, marvellous distemper'd.
404 Hamlet.
405       With drink, sir?
406 Guildenstern.
407       No, my lord; rather with choler.
408 Hamlet.
409       Your wisdom should show itself more richer to signify this to
410       the doctor; for me to put him to his purgation would perhaps
411       plunge him into far more choler.
412 Guildenstern.
413       Good my lord, put your discourse into some frame, and start
414       not so wildly from my affair.
415 Hamlet.
416       I am tame, sir; pronounce.
417 Guildenstern.
418       The Queen, your mother, in most great affliction of spirit
419       hath sent me to you.
420 Hamlet.
421       You are welcome.
422 Guildenstern.
423       Nay, good my lord, this courtesy is not of the right breed.
424       If it shall please you to make me a wholesome answer, I will do
425       your mother's commandment; if not, your pardon and my return
426       shall be the end of my business.
427 Hamlet.
428       Sir, I cannot.
429 Guildenstern.
430       What, my lord?
431 Hamlet.
432       Make you a wholesome answer; my wit's diseas'd. But, sir, such
433       answer as I can make, you shall command; or rather, as you say,
434       my mother. Therefore no more, but to the matter! My mother, you
435       say-
436 Rosencrantz.
437       Then thus she says: your behaviour hath struck her into
438       amazement and admiration.
439 Hamlet.
440       O wonderful son, that can so stonish a mother! But is there no
441       sequel at the heels of this mother's admiration? Impart.
442 Rosencrantz.
443       She desires to speak with you in her closet ere you go to bed.
444 Hamlet.
445       We shall obey, were she ten times our mother. Have you any
446       further trade with us?
447 Rosencrantz.
448       My lord, you once did love me.
449 Hamlet.
450       And do still, by these pickers and stealers!
451 Rosencrantz.
452       Good my lord, what is your cause of distemper? You do surely
453       bar the door upon your own liberty, if you deny your griefs to
454       your friend.
455 Hamlet.
456       Sir, I lack advancement.
457 Rosencrantz.
458       How can that be, when you have the voice of the King himself
459       for your succession in Denmark?
460 Hamlet.
461       Ay, sir, but 'while the grass grows'- the proverb is something
462       musty.
463       [Enter the Players with recorders. ]
464       O, the recorders! Let me see one. To withdraw with you- why do
465       you go about to recover the wind of me, as if you would drive me
466       into a toil?
467 Guildenstern.
468       O my lord, if my duty be too bold, my love is too unmannerly.
469 Hamlet.
470       I do not well understand that. Will you play upon this pipe?
471 Guildenstern.
472       My lord, I cannot.
473 Hamlet.
474       I pray you.
475 Guildenstern.
476       Believe me, I cannot.
477 Hamlet.
478       I do beseech you.
479 Guildenstern.
480       I know, no touch of it, my lord.
481 Hamlet.
482       It is as easy as lying. Govern these ventages with your
483       fingers and thumbs, give it breath with your mouth, and it will
484       discourse most eloquent music. Look you, these are the stops.
485 Guildenstern.
486       But these cannot I command to any utt'rance of harmony. I
487       have not the skill.
488 Hamlet.
489       Why, look you now, how unworthy a thing you make of me! You
490       would play upon me; you would seem to know my stops; you would
491       pluck out the heart of my mystery; you would sound me from my
492       lowest note to the top of my compass; and there is much music,
493       excellent voice, in this little organ, yet cannot you make it
494       speak. 'Sblood, do you think I am easier to be play'd on than a
495       pipe? Call me what instrument you will, though you can fret me,
496       you cannot play upon me.
497       [Enter Polonius.]
498       God bless you, sir!
499 Polonius.
500       My lord, the Queen would speak with you, and presently.
501 Hamlet.
502       Do you see yonder cloud that's almost in shape of a camel?
503 Polonius.
504       By th' mass, and 'tis like a camel indeed.
505 Hamlet.
506       Methinks it is like a weasel.
507 Polonius.
508       It is back'd like a weasel.
509 Hamlet.
510       Or like a whale.
511 Polonius.
512       Very like a whale.
513 Hamlet.
514       Then will I come to my mother by-and-by.- They fool me to the
515       top of my bent.- I will come by-and-by.
516 Polonius.
517       I will say so.[Exit.]
518 Hamlet.
519       'By-and-by' is easily said.- Leave me, friends.
520       [Exeunt all but Hamlet.]
521       'Tis now the very witching time of night,
522       When churchyards yawn, and hell itself breathes out
523       Contagion to this world. Now could I drink hot blood
524       And do such bitter business as the day
525       Would quake to look on. Soft! now to my mother!
526       O heart, lose not thy nature; let not ever
527       The soul of Nero enter this firm bosom.
528       Let me be cruel, not unnatural;
529       I will speak daggers to her, but use none.
530       My tongue and soul in this be hypocrites-
531       How in my words somever she be shent,
532       To give them seals never, my soul, consent![Exit.]
 

3. Act III, Scene 3

0 A room in the Castle.
 
1 Enter King, Rosencrantz, and Guildenstern.
 
2 Claudius.
3       I like him not, nor stands it safe with us
4       To let his madness range. Therefore prepare you;
5       I your commission will forthwith dispatch,
6       And he to England shall along with you.
7       The terms of our estate may not endure
8       Hazard so near us as doth hourly grow
9       Out of his lunacies.
10 Guildenstern.
11       We will ourselves provide.
12       Most holy and religious fear it is
13       To keep those many many bodies safe
14       That live and feed upon your Majesty.
15 Rosencrantz.
16       The single and peculiar life is bound
17       With all the strength and armour of the mind
18       To keep itself from noyance; but much more
19       That spirit upon whose weal depends and rests
20       The lives of many. The cesse of majesty
21       Dies not alone, but like a gulf doth draw
22       What's near it with it. It is a massy wheel,
23       Fix'd on the summit of the highest mount,
24       To whose huge spokes ten thousand lesser things
25       Are mortis'd and adjoin'd; which when it falls,
26       Each small annexment, petty consequence,
27       Attends the boist'rous ruin. Never alone
28       Did the king sigh, but with a general groan.
29 Claudius.
30       Arm you, I pray you, to this speedy voyage;
31       For we will fetters put upon this fear,
32       Which now goes too free-footed.
33 Rosencrantz.
34       [with Guildenstern]We will haste us.
 
35 Exeunt Gentlemen.
 
36 Enter Polonius.
 
37 Polonius.
38       My lord, he's going to his mother's closet.
39       Behind the arras I'll convey myself
40       To hear the process. I'll warrant she'll tax him home;
41       And, as you said, and wisely was it said,
42       'Tis meet that some more audience than a mother,
43       Since nature makes them partial, should o'erhear
44       The speech, of vantage. Fare you well, my liege.
45       I'll call upon you ere you go to bed
46       And tell you what I know.
47 Claudius.
48       Thanks, dear my lord.
49       [Exit [Polonius].]
50       O, my offence is rank, it smells to heaven;
51       It hath the primal eldest curse upon't,
52       A brother's murther! Pray can I not,
53       Though inclination be as sharp as will.
54       My stronger guilt defeats my strong intent,
55       And, like a man to double business bound,
56       I stand in pause where I shall first begin,
57       And both neglect. What if this cursed hand
58       Were thicker than itself with brother's blood,
59       Is there not rain enough in the sweet heavens
60       To wash it white as snow? Whereto serves mercy
61       But to confront the visage of offence?
62       And what's in prayer but this twofold force,
63       To be forestalled ere we come to fall,
64       Or pardon'd being down? Then I'll look up;
65       My fault is past. But, O, what form of prayer
66       Can serve my turn? 'Forgive me my foul murther'?
67       That cannot be; since I am still possess'd
68       Of those effects for which I did the murther-
69       My crown, mine own ambition, and my queen.
70       May one be pardon'd and retain th' offence?
71       In the corrupted currents of this world
72       Offence's gilded hand may shove by justice,
73       And oft 'tis seen the wicked prize itself
74       Buys out the law; but 'tis not so above.
75       There is no shuffling; there the action lies
76       In his true nature, and we ourselves compell'd,
77       Even to the teeth and forehead of our faults,
78       To give in evidence. What then? What rests?
79       Try what repentance can. What can it not?
80       Yet what can it when one cannot repent?
81       O wretched state! O bosom black as death!
82       O limed soul, that, struggling to be free,
83       Art more engag'd! Help, angels! Make assay.
84       Bow, stubborn knees; and heart with strings of steel,
85       Be soft as sinews of the new-born babe!
86       All may be well. He kneels.
 
87 Enter Hamlet.
 
88 Hamlet.
89       Now might I do it pat, now he is praying;
90       And now I'll do't. And so he goes to heaven,
91       And so am I reveng'd. That would be scann'd.
92       A villain kills my father; and for that,
93       I, his sole son, do this same villain send
94       To heaven.
95       Why, this is hire and salary, not revenge!
96       He took my father grossly, full of bread,
97       With all his crimes broad blown, as flush as May;
98       And how his audit stands, who knows save heaven?
99       But in our circumstance and course of thought,
100       'Tis heavy with him; and am I then reveng'd,
101       To take him in the purging of his soul,
102       When he is fit and seasoned for his passage?
103       No.
104       Up, sword, and know thou a more horrid hent.
105       When he is drunk asleep; or in his rage;
106       Or in th' incestuous pleasure of his bed;
107       At gaming, swearing, or about some act
108       That has no relish of salvation in't-
109       Then trip him, that his heels may kick at heaven,
110       And that his soul may be as damn'd and black
111       As hell, whereto it goes. My mother stays.
112       This physic but prolongs thy sickly days.[Exit.]
113 Claudius.
114       [rises]My words fly up, my thoughts remain below.
115       Words without thoughts never to heaven go.[Exit.]
 

4. Act III, Scene 4

0 The Queen’s closet.
 
1 Enter Queen and Polonius.
 
2 Polonius.
3       He will come straight. Look you lay home to him.
4       Tell him his pranks have been too broad to bear with,
5       And that your Grace hath screen'd and stood between
6       Much heat and him. I'll silence me even here.
7       Pray you be round with him.
8 Hamlet.
9       [within]Mother, mother, mother!
10 Gertrude.
11       I'll warrant you; fear me not. Withdraw; I hear him coming.
 
12 [Polonius hides behind the arras.]
 
13 Enter Hamlet.
 
14 Hamlet.
15       Now, mother, what's the matter?
16 Gertrude.
17       Hamlet, thou hast thy father much offended.
18 Hamlet.
19       Mother, you have my father much offended.
20 Gertrude.
21       Come, come, you answer with an idle tongue.
22 Hamlet.
23       Go, go, you question with a wicked tongue.
24 Gertrude.
25       Why, how now, Hamlet?
26 Hamlet.
27       What's the matter now?
28 Gertrude.
29       Have you forgot me?
30 Hamlet.
31       No, by the rood, not so!
32       You are the Queen, your husband's brother's wife,
33       And(would it were not so!)you are my mother.
34 Gertrude.
35       Nay, then I'll set those to you that can speak.
36 Hamlet.
37       Come, come, and sit you down. You shall not budge;
38       You go not till I set you up a glass
39       Where you may see the inmost part of you.
40 Gertrude.
41       What wilt thou do? Thou wilt not murther me?
42       Help, help, ho!
43 Polonius.
44       [behind]What, ho! help, help, help!
45 Hamlet.
46       [draws]How now? a rat? Dead for a ducat, dead!
 
47 [Makes a pass through the arras and] kills Polonius.
 
48 Polonius.
49       [behind]O, I am slain!
50 Gertrude.
51       O me, what hast thou done?
52 Hamlet.
53       Nay, I know not. Is it the King?
54 Gertrude.
55       O, what a rash and bloody deed is this!
56 Hamlet.
57       A bloody deed- almost as bad, good mother,
58       As kill a king, and marry with his brother.
59 Gertrude.
60       As kill a king?
61 Hamlet.
62       Ay, lady, it was my word.
63       [Lifts up the arras and sees Polonius.]
64       Thou wretched, rash, intruding fool, farewell!
65       I took thee for thy better. Take thy fortune.
66       Thou find'st to be too busy is some danger.
67       Leave wringing of your hands. Peace! sit you down
68       And let me wring your heart; for so I shall
69       If it be made of penetrable stuff;
70       If damned custom have not braz'd it so
71       That it is proof and bulwark against sense.
72 Gertrude.
73       What have I done that thou dar'st wag thy tongue
74       In noise so rude against me?
75 Hamlet.
76       Such an act
77       That blurs the grace and blush of modesty;
78       Calls virtue hypocrite; takes off the rose
79       From the fair forehead of an innocent love,
80       And sets a blister there; makes marriage vows
81       As false as dicers' oaths. O, such a deed
82       As from the body of contraction plucks
83       The very soul, and sweet religion makes
84       A rhapsody of words! Heaven's face doth glow;
85       Yea, this solidity and compound mass,
86       With tristful visage, as against the doom,
87       Is thought-sick at the act.
88 Gertrude.
89       Ah me, what act,
90       That roars so loud and thunders in the index?
91 Hamlet.
92       Look here upon th's picture, and on this,
93       The counterfeit presentment of two brothers.
94       See what a grace was seated on this brow;
95       Hyperion's curls; the front of Jove himself;
96       An eye like Mars, to threaten and command;
97       A station like the herald Mercury
98       New lighted on a heaven-kissing hill:
99       A combination and a form indeed
100       Where every god did seem to set his seal
101       To give the world assurance of a man.
102       This was your husband. Look you now what follows.
103       Here is your husband, like a mildew'd ear
104       Blasting his wholesome brother. Have you eyes?
105       Could you on this fair mountain leave to feed,
106       And batten on this moor? Ha! have you eyes
107       You cannot call it love; for at your age
108       The heyday in the blood is tame, it's humble,
109       And waits upon the judgment; and what judgment
110       Would step from this to this? Sense sure you have,
111       Else could you not have motion; but sure that sense
112       Is apoplex'd; for madness would not err,
113       Nor sense to ecstacy was ne'er so thrall'd
114       But it reserv'd some quantity of choice
115       To serve in such a difference. What devil was't
116       That thus hath cozen'd you at hoodman-blind?
117       Eyes without feeling, feeling without sight,
118       Ears without hands or eyes, smelling sans all,
119       Or but a sickly part of one true sense
120       Could not so mope.
121       O shame! where is thy blush? Rebellious hell,
122       If thou canst mutine in a matron's bones,
123       To flaming youth let virtue be as wax
124       And melt in her own fire. Proclaim no shame
125       When the compulsive ardour gives the charge,
126       Since frost itself as actively doth burn,
127       And reason panders will.
128 Gertrude.
129       O Hamlet, speak no more!
130       Thou turn'st mine eyes into my very soul,
131       And there I see such black and grained spots
132       As will not leave their tinct.
133 Hamlet.
134       Nay, but to live
135       In the rank sweat of an enseamed bed,
136       Stew'd in corruption, honeying and making love
137       Over the nasty sty!
138 Gertrude.
139       O, speak to me no more!
140       These words like daggers enter in mine ears.
141       No more, sweet Hamlet!
142 Hamlet.
143       A murtherer and a villain!
144       A slave that is not twentieth part the tithe
145       Of your precedent lord; a vice of kings;
146       A cutpurse of the empire and the rule,
147       That from a shelf the precious diadem stole
148       And put it in his pocket!
149 Gertrude.
150       No more!
 
151 Enter the Ghost in his nightgown.
 
152 Hamlet.
153       A king of shreds and patches!-
154       Save me and hover o'er me with your wings,
155       You heavenly guards! What would your gracious figure?
156 Gertrude.
157       Alas, he's mad!
158 Hamlet.
159       Do you not come your tardy son to chide,
160       That, laps'd in time and passion, lets go by
161       Th' important acting of your dread command?
162       O, say!
163 Father's Ghost.
164       Do not forget. This visitation
165       Is but to whet thy almost blunted purpose.
166       But look, amazement on thy mother sits.
167       O, step between her and her fighting soul
168       Conceit in weakest bodies strongest works.
169       Speak to her, Hamlet.
170 Hamlet.
171       How is it with you, lady?
172 Gertrude.
173       Alas, how is't with you,
174       That you do bend your eye on vacancy,
175       And with th' encorporal air do hold discourse?
176       Forth at your eyes your spirits wildly peep;
177       And, as the sleeping soldiers in th' alarm,
178       Your bedded hairs, like life in excrements,
179       Start up and stand an end. O gentle son,
180       Upon the heat and flame of thy distemper
181       Sprinkle cool patience! Whereon do you look?
182 Hamlet.
183       On him, on him! Look you how pale he glares!
184       His form and cause conjoin'd, preaching to stones,
185       Would make them capable.- Do not look upon me,
186       Lest with this piteous action you convert
187       My stern effects. Then what I have to do
188       Will want true colour- tears perchance for blood.
189 Gertrude.
190       To whom do you speak this?
191 Hamlet.
192       Do you see nothing there?
193 Gertrude.
194       Nothing at all; yet all that is I see.
195 Hamlet.
196       Nor did you nothing hear?
197 Gertrude.
198       No, nothing but ourselves.
199 Hamlet.
200       Why, look you there! Look how it steals away!
201       My father, in his habit as he liv'd!
202       Look where he goes even now out at the portal!
 
203 Exit Ghost.
 
204 Gertrude.
205       This is the very coinage of your brain.
206       This bodiless creation ecstasy
207       Is very cunning in.
208 Hamlet.
209       Ecstasy?
210       My pulse as yours doth temperately keep time
211       And makes as healthful music. It is not madness
212       That I have utt'red. Bring me to the test,
213       And I the matter will reword; which madness
214       Would gambol from. Mother, for love of grace,
215       Lay not that flattering unction to your soul
216       That not your trespass but my madness speaks.
217       It will but skin and film the ulcerous place,
218       Whiles rank corruption, mining all within,
219       Infects unseen. Confess yourself to heaven;
220       Repent what's past; avoid what is to come;
221       And do not spread the compost on the weeds
222       To make them ranker. Forgive me this my virtue;
223       For in the fatness of these pursy times
224       Virtue itself of vice must pardon beg-
225       Yea, curb and woo for leave to do him good.
226 Gertrude.
227       O Hamlet, thou hast cleft my heart in twain.
228 Hamlet.
229       O, throw away the worser part of it,
230       And live the purer with the other half,
231       Good night- but go not to my uncle's bed.
232       Assume a virtue, if you have it not.
233       That monster, custom, who all sense doth eat
234       Of habits evil, is angel yet in this,
235       That to the use of actions fair and good
236       He likewise gives a frock or livery,
237       That aptly is put on. Refrain to-night,
238       And that shall lend a kind of easiness
239       To the next abstinence; the next more easy;
240       For use almost can change the stamp of nature,
241       And either[master]the devil, or throw him out
242       With wondrous potency. Once more, good night;
243       And when you are desirous to be blest,
244       I'll blessing beg of you.- For this same lord,
245       I do repent; but heaven hath pleas'd it so,
246       To punish me with this, and this with me,
247       That I must be their scourge and minister.
248       I will bestow him, and