in reputation and profit, was better both ways. That both the worlds I give to negligence, Let come what comes; only I'll be revenged. [Aside] And yet 'tis almost 'gainst my conscience. This quarry cries on havoc. Indeed, la, without an oath, I'll make an end on't: I hope all will be well. Doth rend the region, so, after Pyrrhus' pause, With less remorse than Pyrrhus' bleeding sword. This mad young man: but so much was our love. Till I have caught her once more in mine arms: Now pile your dust upon the quick and dead. You are the queen, your husband's brother's wife; And--would it were not so!--you are my mother. And his commission to employ those soldiers, That it might please you to give quiet pass. Thence to a lightness, and, by this declension, Hath there been such a time--I'd fain know that--. Our state to be disjoint and out of frame. Thou art a scholar; speak to it, Horatio. Or to take arms against a sea of troubles. O gentle son. the time his form and pressure. 'Twere good you let him know; For who, that's but a queen, fair, sober, wise. – Hamlet didn’t no Ophelia died. Will you ha' the truth on't? Ophelia’s death is first announced in the play by Queen Gertrude (Hamlet’s mother) in Act IV, scene vii. Give me the cup: let go; by heaven, I'll have't. The head is not more native to the heart. Does not divide the Sunday from the week; What might be toward, that this sweaty haste. I stand aloof; and will no reconcilement. Hum! aside: here comes the king. Nor do we find him forward to be sounded, When we would bring him on to some confession. To keep my name ungored. That she should lock herself from his resort. Millions of acres on us, till our ground. In the same figure, like the king that's dead. Is there no offence in 't? Been thus encounter'd. 'O dear Ophelia, I am ill at these numbers; I have not art to reckon my groans: but that. between earth and heaven? Where it draws blood no cataplasm so rare, Collected from all simples that have virtue, Under the moon, can save the thing from death, That is but scratch'd withal: I'll touch my point. Good my lord, vouchsafe me a word with you. And thou must cure me: till I know 'tis done. Why the man dies. And I, of ladies most deject and wretched. He would drown the stage with tears. Are all the rest come back? now o'er-reaches; one that would circumvent God. after his desert, and who should 'scape whipping? Now get you to my lady's chamber, and tell her, let, her paint an inch thick, to this favour she must, come; make her laugh at that. Come, my. This play, is the image of a murder done in Vienna: Gonzago is, the duke's name; his wife, Baptista: you shall see, anon; 'tis a knavish piece of work: but what o', that? Tears in his eyes, distraction in's aspect, A broken voice, and his whole function suiting. To make them ranker. Leave wringing of your hands: peace! I will the king hear this piece of work? His fell to Hamlet. He should the bearers put to sudden death. So grace and mercy at your most need help you, Swear. Ay, that they do, my lord; Hercules and his load too. Thou still hast been the father of good news. which your modesties have not craft enough to colour: I know the good king and queen have sent for you. Now might I do it pat, now he is praying; And now I'll do't. Touching this dreaded sight, twice seen of us: With us to watch the minutes of this night; When yond same star that's westward from the pole, Had made his course to illume that part of heaven. [Aside] A little more than kin, and less than kind. It is our trick; nature her custom holds. The form of plausive manners, that these men. The imminent death of twenty thousand men, Go to their graves like beds, fight for a plot. But, look, where sadly the poor wretch comes reading. Come: 'the croaking raven doth bellow for revenge.'. So sad. Rebellious to his arm, lies where it falls. Would make them capable. Let me question more in particular: what have you. Over his kingdom. That they may seem the taints of liberty. Bow, stubborn knees; and, heart with strings of steel. Cry to be heard, as 'twere from heaven to earth. Your skill shall, like a star i' the darkest night. Of your dear father's death, is't writ in your revenge. How came he dead? It is here, Hamlet: Hamlet, thou art slain; No medicine in the world can do thee good; In thee there is not half an hour of life; The treacherous instrument is in thy hand. Well may it sort that this portentous figure, Comes armed through our watch; so like the king. As it behoves my daughter and your honour. between earth and heaven? Hold, hold, my heart; And you, my sinews, grow not instant old, Ay, thou poor ghost, while memory holds a seat. Therefore, since brevity is the soul of wit. you tremble and look pale: So frown'd he once, when, in an angry parle. And you yourself shall keep the key of it. And bow them to your gracious leave and pardon. Though yet of Hamlet our dear brother's death, The memory be green, and that it us befitted, To bear our hearts in grief and our whole kingdom, Yet so far hath discretion fought with nature. made me mad. 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. We pray you, throw to earth. That would be scann'd: I, his sole son, do this same villain send. Do not look upon me; Lest with this piteous action you convert. who would fardels bear. And at the sound it shrunk in haste away. Now to my word; How say you, then; would heart of man once think it? I hear him coming: let's withdraw, my lord. Your sudden coming o'er, to play with him. 'Now the king dunks to Hamlet.' That you, at such times seeing me, never shall. Good even, sir. If you have hitherto conceal'd this sight. Whereon the numbers cannot try the cause. More honour'd in the breach than the observance. His purse is empty already; all's golden words are spent. Good lads, how do ye both? First performed around 1600, Hamlet tells the story of a prince whose duty to revenge his father’s death entangles him in philosophical problems he can’t solve.Shakespeare’s best-known play is widely regarded as the most influential literary work ever written. That, on the supervise, no leisure bated. 'Who builds stronger than a mason, a shipwright, or, Cudgel thy brains no more about it, for your dull, ass will not mend his pace with beating; and, when, grave-maker: 'the houses that he makes last till, doomsday. Thoughts black, hands apt, drugs fit, and time agreeing; Confederate season, else no creature seeing; Thou mixture rank, of midnight weeds collected. With Hamlet Shakespeare made a discovery by means of which he relaunched his entire career. woo't fast? I knew you must be edified by the margent ere you had done. O proud death. How does your honour for this many a day? Hide fox, and all after. Form of the thing, each word made true and good. No trophy, sword, nor hatchment o'er his bones. To quit him with this arm? Prompted to my revenge by heaven and hell. Why, as a woodcock to mine own springe, Osric; I am justly kill'd with mine own treachery. Hamlet speculates that the ghost might be a devil sent to deceive him and tempt him into murder, and the question of what the ghost is or where it comes from is never definitively resolved. As we have warrantise: her death was doubtful; And, but that great command o'ersways the order, She should in ground unsanctified have lodged. Things standing thus unknown, shall live behind me! To sleep: perchance to dream: ay, there's the rub; For in that sleep of death what dreams may come. How does your honour for this many a day? Nay, then, I'll set those to you that can speak. That I have utter'd: bring me to the test, And I the matter will re-word; which madness. But, come; for, My mother: father and mother is man and wife; man. You need not tell us what Lord Hamlet said; We heard it all. With all the strength and armour of the mind, To keep itself from noyance; but much more, That spirit upon whose weal depend and rest, Dies not alone; but, like a gulf, doth draw. 'Twere to consider too curiously, to consider so. At such a time I'll loose my daughter to him: And be not from his reason fall'n thereon. The slings and arrows of outrageous fortune. I would fain prove so. He wants to wait for the King to sin again before killing him so that Claudius will go to hell instead of heaven. In mincing with his sword her husband's limbs. Could not, with all their quantity of love. Must, like a whore, unpack my heart with words, Fie upon't! How is it that the clouds still hang on you? But, my lord, his, majesty bade me signify to you that he has laid a, great wager on your head: sir, this is the matter,--. With fiery quickness: therefore prepare thyself; The associates tend, and every thing is bent, I see a cherub that sees them. Farewell: my blessing season this in thee! Something have you heard. Thy state is the more gracious; for 'tis a vice to, know him. The glass of fashion and the mould of form. And much offence too. To be, or not to be, that is the question, Whether 'tis nobler in the mind to suffer. With mirth in funeral and with dirge in marriage, In equal scale weighing delight and dole,--, Your better wisdoms, which have freely gone. Q: Who did Hamlet kill? But never the offence. Now see that noble and most sovereign reason. Or, if thou wilt needs, marry, marry a fool; for wise men know well enough. And by opposing end them? where is thy blush? HAMLET. For what advancement may I hope from thee. Your leave and favour to return to France; From whence though willingly I came to Denmark, My thoughts and wishes bend again toward France. And let those that play. lest my extent to the players, which, I tell you, must show fairly outward, should more appear like, entertainment than yours. To thine own peace. more; for look, where my abridgement comes. No jocund health that Denmark drinks to-day. Besides, to be demanded of a sponge! The sun no sooner shall the mountains touch, But we will ship him hence: and this vile deed. From this time. You should not have believed me; for virtue cannot, so inoculate our old stock but we shall relish of, Get thee to a nunnery: why wouldst thou be a. breeder of sinners? O, from this time forth. With this regard their currents turn awry. Therefore prepare you; I your commission will forthwith dispatch. I mean, the matter that you read, my lord. For who would bear the whips and scorns of time. I've seen myself, and served against, the French, And they can well on horseback: but this gallant. You have me, have you not? Had witchcraft in't; he grew unto his seat; And to such wondrous doing brought his horse, As he had been incorpsed and demi-natured. Soft! Clambering to hang, an envious sliver broke; Fell in the weeping brook. a year: but, by'r lady, he must build churches, then; or else shall he suffer not thinking on, with. Break all the spokes and fellies from her wheel. Look here, upon this picture, and on this. That if you be honest and fair, your honesty should, Could beauty, my lord, have better commerce than, 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. In thews and bulk, but, as this temple waxes. Each toy seems prologue to some great amiss: Where is the beauteous majesty of Denmark? O, this is counter, you false Danish dogs! Till then sit still, my soul: foul deeds will rise. This something-settled matter in his heart, Whereon his brains still beating puts him thus. uncle-father and aunt-mother are deceived. The time invites you; go; your servants tend. wit, together with most weak hams: all which, sir, though I most powerfully and potently believe, yet, I hold it not honesty to have it thus set down, for, yourself, sir, should be old as I am, if like a crab, [Aside] Though this be madness, yet there is method. goose-quills and dare scarce come thither. Virtue itself 'scapes not calumnious strokes: The canker galls the infants of the spring. I think I hear them. differences, of very soft society and great showing: indeed, to speak feelingly of him, he is the card or, calendar of gentry, for you shall find in him the. Your bedded hair, like life in excrements. His nephew's levies; which to him appear'd. Who's there? And will this brother's wager frankly play. Whose blood and judgment are so well commingled, That they are not a pipe for fortune's finger, To sound what stop she please. You laying these slight sullies on my son. The safety and health of this whole state; And therefore must his choice be circumscribed. Where thrift may follow fawning. With pestilent speeches of his father's death; In ear and ear. And end his being: that done, he lets me go: And, with his head over his shoulder turn'd. I pray you, haste in this. I heard thee speak me a speech once, but it was, never acted; or, if it was, not above once; for the, play, I remember, pleased not the million; 'twas, caviare to the general: but it was--as I received, it, and others, whose judgments in such matters, cried in the top of mine--an excellent play, well, digested in the scenes, set down with as much, modesty as cunning. Go, some of you. Thyself do grace to them, and bring them in. Out, out, thou strumpet, Fortune! Ah, my good lord, what have I seen to-night! Hamlet believes that King Hamlet didn't go to Heaven because he never repented for his sins. But that the dread of something after death, The undiscover'd country from whose bourn, And makes us rather bear those ills we have. Hamlet comes back: what would you undertake, To show yourself your father's son in deed. And you must put me in your heart for friend. this, give these fellows some means to the king: they have letters for him. That I have shot mine arrow o'er the house, Whose motive, in this case, should stir me most. of your quality; come, a passionate speech. 391 ff.I will merely explain my position briefly. You cannot, sir, take from me any thing that I will, more willingly part withal: except my life, except. Remorseless, treacherous, lecherous, kindless villain! 'Tis heavy with him: and am I then revenged. And by opposing end them? Come, come, and sit you down; you shall not budge; Where you may see the inmost part of you. speak, speak! Arm you, I pray you, to this speedy voyage; My lord, he's going to his mother's closet: To hear the process; and warrant she'll tax him home: And, as you said, and wisely was it said. A monologue involves one character speaking to another. O shame! What, are they children? To be, or not to be- that is the question: Whether 'tis nobler in the mind to suffer 1750 The slings and arrows of outrageous fortune Or to take arms against a sea of troubles, And by opposing end them. Even in their promise, as it is a-making, You must not take for fire. Hamlet return'd shall know you are come home: We'll put on those shall praise your excellence, The Frenchman gave you, bring you in fine together. To show his grief: let her be round with him; And I'll be placed, so please you, in the ear. Is in his retirement marvellous distempered. What, my young, lady and mistress! Of all their conference. And there assume some other horrible form, Which might deprive your sovereignty of reason. A blanket, in the alarm of fear caught up; Who this had seen, with tongue in venom steep'd, 'Gainst Fortune's state would treason have, But if the gods themselves did see her then, When she saw Pyrrhus make malicious sport. That even our loves should with our fortunes change; For 'tis a question left us yet to prove. She kneels, and makes show of protestation unto him. Marry, I'll teach you: think yourself a baby; That you have ta'en these tenders for true pay. And lose the name of action.--Soft you now! And drive his purpose on to these delights. And meant to wreck thee; but, beshrew my jealousy! The natural gates and alleys of the body. Popp'd in between the election and my hopes. Her brother is in secret come from France; Feeds on his wonder, keeps himself in clouds. here lies the point: if I drown myself wittingly, it argues an act: and an act hath three branches: it, is, to act, to do, to perform: argal, she drowned, Give me leave. The other motive. With a bare bodkin? Get thee to a, nunnery, go: farewell. When the compulsive ardour gives the charge. Nor do not saw the air. Sprinkle cool patience. what monsters you make of them. Being not the only child in the family, Claudius does not have much power. Strengthen your patience in our last night's speech; We'll put the matter to the present push. What think you on't? The king doth wake to-night and takes his rouse. He does confess he feels himself distracted; But from what cause he will by no means speak. I would you did, sir; yet, in faith, if you did, You are not ignorant of what excellence Laertes is--, I dare not confess that, lest I should compare with, him in excellence; but, to know a man well, were to, I mean, sir, for his weapon; but in the imputation. The portraiture of his: I'll court his favours. knocked about the mazzard with a sexton's spade: here's fine revolution, an we had the trick to. Perpend. That I must be their scourge and minister. Is it. you, trippingly on the tongue: but if you mouth it, as many of your players do, I had as lief the, town-crier spoke my lines. Hamlet. And now, Laertes, what's the news with you? O earth! Sleeping within my orchard, That swift as quicksilver it courses through. I'll be with you straight go a little before. You know the rendezvous. your own inclining? Where is he gone? Something is rotten in the state of Denmark. This was your husband. I hold it fit that we shake hands and part: You, as your business and desire shall point you; Such as it is; and for mine own poor part. Here, in the cheer and comfort of our eye. As you are friends, scholars and soldiers. O heavens! The king, sir, hath wagered with him six Barbary, horses: against the which he has imponed, as I take, it, six French rapiers and poniards, with their, assigns, as girdle, hangers, and so: three of the, carriages, in faith, are very dear to fancy, very. That have a father kill'd, a mother stain'd, And let all sleep? The crucial breakthrough did not involve developing new themes or learning how to construct a shapelier plot; it had to do rather with an intense representation of inwardness called … Take it to heart? or nine year: a tanner will last you nine year. Stop it, Marcellus. But let me conjure you, by, the rights of our fellowship, by the consonancy of, our youth, by the obligation of our ever-preserved, love, and by what more dear a better proposer could. Farewell. Forth at your eyes your spirits wildly peep; And, as the sleeping soldiers in the alarm. I'll be your foil, Laertes: in mine ignorance. Good night, ladies; good night, sweet ladies; O, this is the poison of deep grief; it springs. Discomfort you, my lord, it nothing must: For women's fear and love holds quantity; Now, what my love is, proof hath made you know; Where love is great, the littlest doubts are fear; Where little fears grow great, great love grows there. Ay, or drinking, fencing, swearing, quarrelling, 'Faith, no; as you may season it in the charge, That's not my meaning: but breathe his faults so quaintly. Mother, you have my father much offended. For who would bear the whips and scorns of time. Our last king. He swore, had had neither motion, guard, nor eye, If you opposed them. I am very glad to see you. So fast they follow; your sister's drown'd, Laertes. To tell him his commandment is fulfill'd. If it shall please you to make me a, wholesome answer, I will do your mother's, commandment: if not, your pardon and my return. His canon 'gainst self-slaughter! Come, go with me: I will go seek the king. This is most brave. 'tis an unweeded garden, That grows to seed; things rank and gross in nature. Come, go we to the king: This must be known; which, being kept close, might. 'Tis sweet and commendable in your nature, Hamlet. To be, or not to be, that is the question, Whether 'tis nobler in the mind to suffer. 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