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THE TRAGEDY OF HAMLET； PRINCE OF DENMARK
the primrose path of dalliance treads And recks not his own rede。 Laer。 O；
fear me not！
Enter Polonius。
I stay too long。 But here my father comes。 A double blessing is a
double grace； Occasion smiles upon a second leave。 Pol。 Yet here； Laertes？
Aboard； aboard； for shame！ The wind sits in the shoulder of your sail； And
you are stay'd for。 There… my blessing with thee！ And these few precepts in
thy memory Look thou character。 Give thy thoughts no tongue； Nor any
unproportion'd thought his act。 Be thou familiar； but by no means vulgar：
Those friends thou hast； and their adoption tried； Grapple them unto thy
soul with hoops of steel； But do not dull thy palm with entertainment Of
each new…hatch'd； unfledg'd comrade。 Beware Of entrance to a quarrel； but
being in； Bear't that th' opposed may beware of thee。 Give every man thine
ear； but few thy voice； Take each man's censure； but reserve thy judgment。
Costly thy habit as thy purse can buy； But not express'd in fancy； rich； not
gaudy； For the apparel oft proclaims the man； And they in France of the
best rank and station Are most select and generous； chief in that。 Neither a
borrower nor a lender be； For loan oft loses both itself and friend； And
borrowing dulls the edge of husbandry。 This above all… to thine own self
be true； And it must follow； as the night the day； Thou canst not then be
false to any man。 Farewell。 My blessing season this in thee！ Laer。 Most
humbly do I take my leave； my lord。 Pol。 The time invites you。 Go； your
servants tend。 Laer。 Farewell； Ophelia； and remember well What I have
said to you。 Oph。 'Tis in my memory lock'd； And you yourself shall keep
the key of it。 Laer。 Farewell。Exit。 Pol。 What is't； Ophelia； he hath said to
you？ Oph。 So please you； something touching the Lord Hamlet。 Pol。
Marry； well bethought！ 'Tis told me he hath very oft of late Given private
time to you； and you yourself Have of your audience been most free and
bounteous。 If it be so… as so 'tis put on me； And that in way of caution… I
must tell you You do not understand yourself so clearly As it behooves my
daughter and your honour。 What is between you？ Give me up the truth。
Oph。 He hath； my lord； of late made many tenders Of his affection to me。
Pol。 Affection？ Pooh！ You speak like a green girl； Unsifted in such
perilous circumstance。 Do you believe his tenders； as you call them？ Oph。
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I do not know； my lord； what I should think； Pol。 Marry； I will teach you！
Think yourself a baby That you have ta'en these tenders for true pay；
Which are not sterling。 Tender yourself more dearly； Or （not to crack the
wind of the poor phrase； Running it thus） you'll tender me a fool。 Oph。 My
lord； he hath importun'd me with love In honourable fashion。 Pol。 Ay；
fashion you may call it。 Go to； go to！ Oph。 And hath given countenance to
his speech； my lord； With almost all the holy vows of heaven。 Pol。 Ay；
springes to catch woodcocks！ I do know； When the blood burns； how
prodigal the soul Lends the tongue vows。 These blazes； daughter； Giving
more light than heat； extinct in both Even in their promise； as it is a…
making； You must not take for fire。 From this time Be something scanter
of your maiden presence。 Set your entreatments at a higher rate Than a
command to parley。 For Lord Hamlet； Believe so much in him； that he is
young； And with a larger tether may he walk Than may be given you。 In
few； Ophelia； Do not believe his vows； for they are brokers； Not of that
dye which their investments show； But mere implorators of unholy suits；
Breathing like sanctified and pious bawds； The better to beguile。 This is
for all： I would not； in plain terms； from this time forth Have you so
slander any moment leisure As to give words or talk with the Lord Hamlet。
Look to't； I charge you。 Come your ways。 Oph。 I shall obey； my
lord。Exeunt。
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THE TRAGEDY OF HAMLET； PRINCE OF DENMARK
SCENE IV。 Elsinore。 The platform before the
Castle。
Enter Hamlet； Horatio； and Marcellus。
Ham。 The air bites shrewdly； it is very cold。 Hor。 It is a nipping and an
eager air。 Ham。 What hour now？ Hor。 I think it lacks of twelve。 Mar。 No； it
is struck。 Hor。 Indeed？ I heard it not。 It then draws near the season
Wherein the spirit held his wont to walk。A flourish of trumpets； and two
pieces go off。 What does this mean； my lord？ Ham。 The King doth wake
to…night and takes his rouse； Keeps wassail； and the swagg'ring upspring
reels； And； as he drains his draughts of Rhenish down； The kettledrum and
trumpet thus bray out The triumph of his pledge。 Hor。 Is it a custom？ Ham。
Ay； marry； is't； But to my mind； though I am native here And to the
manner born； it is a custom More honour'd in the breach than the
observance。 This heavy…headed revel east and west Makes us traduc'd and
tax'd of other nations； They clip us drunkards and with swinish phrase Soil
our addition； and indeed it takes From our achievements； though perform'd
at height； The pith and marrow of our attribute。 So oft it chances in
particular men That； for some vicious mole of nature in them； As in their
birth；… wherein they are not guilty； Since nature cannot choose his origin；…
By the o'ergrowth of some complexion； Oft breaking down the pales and
forts of reason； Or by some habit that too much o'erleavens The form of
plausive manners； that these men Carrying； I say； the stamp of one defect；
Being nature's livery； or fortune's star； Their virtues else… be they as pure
as grace； As infinite as man may undergo… Shall in the general censure
take corruption From that particular fault。 The dram of e'il Doth all the
noble substance often dout To his own scandal。
Enter Ghost。
Hor。 Look； my lord； it comes！ Ham。 Angels and ministers of grace
defend us！ Be thou a spirit of health or goblin damn'd； Bring with thee airs
from heaven or blasts from hell； Be thy intents wicked or charitable； Thou
com'st in such a questionable shape That I will speak to thee。 I'll call thee
Hamlet； King； father； royal Dane。 O； answer me？ Let me not burst in
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THE TRAGEDY OF HAMLET； PRINCE OF DENMARK
ignorance； but tell Why thy canoniz'd bones； hearsed in death； Have burst
their cerements； why the sepulchre Wherein we saw thee quietly inurn'd；
Hath op'd his ponderous and marble jaws To cast thee up again。 What may
this mean That thou； dead corse； again in complete steel； Revisits thus the
glimpses of the moon； Making night hideous； and we fools of nature So
horridly to shake our disposition With thoughts beyond the reaches of our
souls？ Say； why is this？ wherefore？ What should we do？Ghost beckons
Hamlet。 Hor。 It beckons you to go away with it； As if it some impartment
did desire To you alone。 Mar。 Look with what courteous action It waves
you to a more removed ground。 But do not go with it！ Hor。 No； by no
means！ Ham。 It will not speak。 Then will I follow it。 Hor。 Do not； my lord！
Ham。 Why； what should be the fear？ I do not set my life at a pin's fee； And
for my soul； what can it do to that； Being a thing immortal as itself？ It
waves me forth again。 I'll follow it。 Hor。 What if it tempt you toward the
flood； my lord； Or to the dreadful summit of the cliff That beetles o'er his
base into the sea； And there assume some other； horrible form Which
might deprive your sovereignty of reason And draw you into madness？
Think of it。 The very place puts toys of desperation； Without more motive；
into every brain That looks so many fadoms to the sea And hears it roar
beneath。 Ham。 It waves me still。 Go on。 I'll follow thee。 Mar。 You shall not
go； my lord。 Ham。 Hold off your hands！ Hor。 Be rul'd。 You shall not go。
Ham。 My fate cries out And makes each petty artire in this body As hardy
as the Nemean lion's nerve。 ＇Ghost beckons。＇
Still am I call'd。 Unhand me； gentlemen