POL. My lord, I will use them according to their desert. HAM. Odd's bodikin man, better: Use every man after his desert, and who should 'scape whipping! Use them after your own honour and dignity: The less they deserve, the more merit is in your bounty. Take them in. POL. Come, sirs. [Exit POLONIUS with some of the Players. HAM. Follow him, friends: we 'll hear a play to-morrow. -Dost thou hear me, old friend; can you play the murther of Gonzago? 1 PLAY. Ay, my lord. HAM. We'll have 't to-morrow night. You could, for a need, study a speech of some dozen or sixteen lines, which I would set down, and insert in 't? could you not? 1 PLAY. Ay, my lord. HAM. Very well.-Follow that lord; and look you mock him not. [Exit Player.] My good friends [To Ros. and GUIL.], I'll leave you till night: you are welcome to Elsinore. Ros. Good my lord! [Exeunt ROSENCRANTZ and GUILDENSTERN. A broken voice, and his whole function suiting What 's Hecuba to him, or he to Hecuba, That he should weep for her? What would he do, That I have? He would drown the stage with tears, Make mad the guilty, and appal the free, Confound the ignorant; and amaze, indeed, Yet I, A dull and muddy-mettled rascal, peak, Like John-a-dreams, unpregnant of my cause, gives me the lie i' the throat, Why, I should take it: for it cannot be, What an ass am I! ay, sure, this is most brave; Prompted to my revenge by heaven and hell, A scullion! Fye upon 't! foh! About, my brains! I have heard, Have by the very cunning of the scene For murther, though it have no tongue, will speak Play something like the murther of my father, ACT III. SCENE I-A Room in the Castle. Enter KING, QUEEN, POLONIUS, OPHELIA, ROSENCRANTZ, and KING. And can you, by no drift of circumstance, nkoruber See. P.. Get from him, why he puts on this confusion; Grating so harshly all his days of quiet. With turbulent and dangerous lunacy? Ros. He does confess he feels himself distracted; When we would bring him on to some confession QUEEN. Did he receive you well? Ros. Most like a gentleman. GUIL. But with much forcing of his disposition. Ros. Niggard of question; but, of our demands, Most free in his reply. QUEEN. Did you assay him to any pastime? Ros. Madam, it so fell out, that certain players POL. "T is most true: And he beseech'd me to entreat your majesties, That he, as 't were by accident, may here Her father, and myself (lawful espials), Will so bestow ourselves, that, seeing, unseen, If 't be the affliction of his love or no, 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, To both your honours. Орн. Madam, I wish it may. [Exit QUEEN. POL. Ophelia, walk you here:-Gracious, so please you, We will bestow ourselves:-Read on this book; [TO OPHELIA That show of such an exercise may colour The devil himself. How smart a lash that speech doth give my conscience! Is not more ugly to the thing that helps it, Than is my deed to my most painted word: [Aside. POL. I hear him coming; let 's withdraw, my lord. [Exeunt KING and POLONIUS. Enter HAMLET. HAM. To be, or not to be, that is the question: Whether 't is nobler in the mind, to suffer And by opposing end them?-To die,—to sleep,— That flesh is heir to,-'t is a consummation To sleep! perchance to dream;-ay, there's the rub; For who would bear the whips and scorns of time. And makes us rather bear those ills we have, Is sicklied o'er with the pale cast of thought; ОРН. HAM. I humbly thank you; well, well, well. I pray you, now receive them. HAM. No. no. I never gave you aught. |