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How in my words somever she be shent； To give them seals never； my
soul； consent！ Exit。
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SCENE III。 A room in the Castle。
Enter King； Rosencrantz； and Guildenstern。
King。 I like him not； nor stands it safe with us To let his madness range。
Therefore prepare you； I your commission will forthwith dispatch； And he
to England shall along with you。 The terms of our estate may not endure
Hazard so near us as doth hourly grow Out of his lunacies。 Guil。 We will
ourselves provide。 Most holy and religious fear it is To keep those many
many bodies safe That live and feed upon your Majesty。 Ros。 The single
and peculiar life is bound With all the strength and armour of the mind To
keep itself from noyance； but much more That spirit upon whose weal
depends and rests The lives of many。 The cesse of majesty Dies not alone；
but like a gulf doth draw What's near it with it。 It is a massy wheel； Fix'd
on the summit of the highest mount； To whose huge spokes ten thousand
lesser things Are mortis'd and adjoin'd； which when it falls； Each small
annexment； petty consequence； Attends the boist'rous ruin。 Never alone
Did the king sigh； but with a general groan。 King。 Arm you； I pray you； to
this speedy voyage； For we will fetters put upon this fear； Which now goes
too free…footed。 Both。 We will haste us。Exeunt Gentlemen。
Enter Polonius。
Pol。 My lord； he's going to his mother's closet。 Behind the arras I'll
convey myself To hear the process。 I'll warrant she'll tax him home； And；
as you said； and wisely was it said； 'Tis meet that some more audience
than a mother； Since nature makes them partial； should o'erhear The
speech； of vantage。 Fare you well； my liege。 I'll call upon you ere you go
to bed And tell you what I know。 King。 Thanks； dear my lord。 Exit
＇Polonius＇。 O； my offence is rank； it smells to heaven； It hath the primal
eldest curse upon't； A brother's murther！ Pray can I not； Though inclination
be as sharp as will。 My stronger guilt defeats my strong intent； And； like a
man to double business bound； I stand in pause where I shall first begin；
And both neglect。 What if this cursed hand Were thicker than itself with
brother's blood； Is there not rain enough in the sweet heavens To wash it
white as snow？ Whereto serves mercy But to confront the visage of
offence？ And what's in prayer but this twofold force； To be forestalled ere
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we come to fall； Or pardon'd being down？ Then I'll look up； My fault is
past。 But； O； what form of prayer Can serve my turn？ 'Forgive me my foul
murther'？ That cannot be； since I am still possess'd Of those effects for
which I did the murther… My crown； mine own ambition； and my queen。
May one be pardon'd and retain th' offence？ In the corrupted currents of
this world Offence's gilded hand may shove by justice； And oft 'tis seen
the wicked prize itself Buys out the law； but 'tis not so above。 There is no
shuffling； there the action lies In his true nature； and we ourselves
compell'd； Even to the teeth and forehead of our faults； To give in
evidence。 What then？ What rests？ Try what repentance can。 What can it
not？ Yet what can it when one cannot repent？ O wretched state！ O bosom
black as death！ O limed soul； that； struggling to be free； Art more engag'd！
Help； angels！ Make assay。 Bow； stubborn knees； and heart with strings of
steel； Be soft as sinews of the new…born babe！ All may be well。He kneels。
Enter Hamlet。
Ham。 Now might I do it pat； now he is praying； And now I'll do't。 And
so he goes to heaven； And so am I reveng'd。 That would be scann'd。 A
villain kills my father； and for that； I； his sole son； do this same villain
send To heaven。 Why； this is hire and salary； not revenge！ He took my
father grossly； full of bread； With all his crimes broad blown； as flush as
May； And how his audit stands； who knows save heaven？ But in our
circumstance and course of thought； 'Tis heavy with him； and am I then
reveng'd； To take him in the purging of his soul； When he is fit and
seasoned for his passage？ No。 Up； sword； and know thou a more horrid
hent。 When he is drunk asleep； or in his rage； Or in th' incestuous pleasure
of his bed； At gaming； swearing； or about some act That has no relish of
salvation in't… Then trip him； that his heels may kick at heaven； And that
his soul may be as damn'd and black As hell； whereto it goes。 My mother
stays。 This physic but prolongs thy sickly days。Exit。 King。 ＇rises＇ My
words fly up； my thoughts remain below。 Words without thoughts never to
heaven go。 Exit。
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SCENE IV。 The Queen's closet。
Enter Queen and Polonius。
Pol。 He will come straight。 Look you lay home to him。 Tell him his
pranks have been too broad to bear with； And that your Grace hath
screen'd and stood between Much heat and him。 I'll silence me even here。
Pray you be round with him。 Ham。 （within） Mother； mother； mother！
Queen。 I'll warrant you； fear me not。 Withdraw； I hear him coming。
＇Polonius hides behind the arras。＇
Enter Hamlet。
Ham。 Now； mother； what's the matter？ Queen。 Hamlet； thou hast thy
father much offended。 Ham。 Mother； you have my father much offended。
Queen。 Come； come； you answer with an idle tongue。 Ham。 Go； go； you
question with a wicked tongue。 Queen。 Why； how now； Hamlet？ Ham。
What's the matter now？ Queen。 Have you forgot me？ Ham。 No； by the
rood； not so！ You are the Queen； your husband's brother's wife； And
（would it were not so！） you are my mother。 Queen。 Nay； then I'll set those
to you that can speak。 Ham。 Come； come； and sit you down。 You shall not
budge； You go not till I set you up a glass Where you may see the inmost
part of you。 Queen。 What wilt thou do？ Thou wilt not murther me？ Help；
help； ho！ Pol。 ＇behind＇ What； ho！ help； help； help！ Ham。 ＇draws＇ How now？
a rat？ Dead for a ducat； dead！ ＇Makes a pass through the arras and＇ kills
Polonius。 Pol。 ＇behind＇ O； I am slain！ Queen。 O me； what hast thou done？
Ham。 Nay； I know not。 Is it the King？ Queen。 O； what a rash and bloody
deed is this！ Ham。 A bloody deed… almost as bad； good mother； As kill a
king； and marry with his brother。 Queen。 As kill a king？ Ham。 Ay； lady； it
was my word。＇Lifts up the arras and sees Polonius。＇ Thou wretched； rash；
intruding fool； farewell！ I took thee for thy better。 Take thy fortune。 Thou
find'st to be too busy is some danger。 Leave wringing of your hands。 Peace！
sit you down And let me wring your heart； for so I shall If it be made of
penetrable stuff； If damned custom have not braz'd it so That it is proof
and bulwark against sense。 Queen。 What have I done that thou dar'st wag
thy tongue In noise so rude against me？ Ham。 Such an act That blurs the
grace and blush of modesty； Calls virtue hypocrite； takes off the rose From
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the fair forehead of an innocent love； And sets a blister there； makes
marriage vows As false as dicers' oaths。 O； such a deed As from the body
of contraction plucks The very soul； and sweet religion makes A rhapsody
of words！ Heaven's face doth glow； Yea； this solidity and compound mass；
With tristful visage； as against the doom； Is thought…sick at the act。 Queen。
Ah me； what act； That roars so loud and thunders in the index？ Ham。 Look
here upon th's picture； and on this； The counterfeit presentment of two
brothers。 See what a grace was seated on this brow； Hyperion's curls； the
front of Jove himself； An eye like Mars； to threaten and command； A
station like the herald Mercury New lighted on a heaven…kissing hill： A
combination and a form indeed Where every god did seem to set his seal
To give the world assurance of a man。 This was your husband。 Look you
now what follows。 Here is your husband； li