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- to sleep
Or to take arms against a sea of troubles,
There's the respect,
and sweat under a weary life?
[Seeing Oph. The fair Ophelia Nymph, in thy orisons Be all my sins remembred.
Oph. Good my lord,
Ham. I humbly thank you, well;
Oph. My honour'd lord, you know right well, you
; for to the noble mind
Ham. Ha, ha! are you honeft ?
fair? Oph. What means your lordship?
Ham. That if you be honest and fair, you should admit no discourse to your beauty.
Oph. Could beauty, my lord, have better commerce than with honesty ?:
Ham. Ay, truly ; for the power of beauty will sooner transform honefty from what it is, to a bawd ; than the force of honesty can translate beauty into its likeness. This was sometime a paradox, but now the time gives it proof. I did love you once.
Oph. Indeed, my lord, you made me believe so.
Ham. You should not have believed me. For virtue cannot so inoculate our old stock, but we shall relifh of it. I lov'd you not.
Oph. I was the more deceiv’d.
Ham. Get thee to a nunnery. Why wouldst thou be a breeder of finners? I am my self indifferent honeft ; but yet
I could accuse me of such Things, that it were better, my mother had not borne me. I am very proud, revengeful, ambitious, with more offences at my beck, than I have thoughts to put them in, imagination to give them shape, or time to act them in. What should luch fellows, as I, do crawling between heav'n and earth ? we are arrant knaves, believe none of us ways to a nunnery Where's your father?
Oph. At home, my lord.
Ham. Let the doors be shut upon him, that he may play the fool no where but in's own house. Farewel.
Oph. Oh help him, you sweet heav'ns !
- Go thy
thy dowry. Be thou as chaste as ice, as pure as snow, thou shalt not escape calumny. - Get thee to a nunnery,
farewel - Or, if thou wilt needs marry, marry a fool ; for wife men know well enough, what monsters you make of them - To a nunnery, go and quickly too : farewel.
Oph. Heav'nly powers, restore him!
Ham. I have heard of your painting too, well enough: God has given you one face, and you make your felves another. You jig, you amble, and you lisp, and nick.. name God's creatures, and make your wantonness your ignorance. Go to, I'll no more on't, it hath made me mad. I fay, we will have no more marriages. Those that are married already, all but one, shall live; the rest shall keep as they are.
To a nunnery, go.
Enter King and Polonius.
With variable objects, shall expel
Pol. It shall do well. But yet do I believe,
[Exit Ophelia. But if
you hold it fit, after the Play
King. It shall be fo :
[Exeunt. Enter Hamlet, and two or three of the Players. Ham. Speak the speech, I pray you; as I pronounc'd it to you, trippingly on the tongue. But if you mouth it, as many of our Players do, I had as lieve, the towncrier had spoke my lines. And do not saw the air too much with your hand thus, but use all gently; for in the very torrent, tempes, and, as I may say, whirl-wind of your passion, you must acquire and beget a temperance that may give it smoothness. Oh, it offends me to the foul, to hear a robustious periwig-pated fellow tear a parfion to tatters, to very rags, to split the ears of the groundlings: who (for the most part) are capable of nothing, but inexplicable dumb shews, and noise : I could have such a fellow whipt for o'er-doing Termagant; it out-herods Herod. Pray you, avoid it.
Play. I warrant your Honour.
Ham. Be not too tame neither ; but let your own discretion be your tutor.
Sute the action to the word, the word to the action, with this special observance, that
you o'er-step not the modesty of Nature ; for any thing so overdone is from the purpose of playing ; whose end, both at the first and now; was and is, to hold as 'twere the mirror up to nature; to shew virtue her own feature, scorn her own image, and the very age and body of the time, his form and pressure. Now this over-done, or come tardy of, tho' it make the unskilful laugh, cannot but make the judicious grieve : the censure of which one must in your allowance o'er-weigh a whole theatre of others. Oh, there be Players that I have seen play, and heard others praise, and that highly, (not to speak' it prophanely) that neither having the accent of chriftian, nor the gate of christian, pagan, nor man, have so ftrutted and bellow'd, that I have thought some of nature's journey-men had made men, and not made them well ; they imitated humanity fo abominably.
Play. I hope, we have reform'd that indifferently with us.
Ham. Oh, reform it altogether. And let those, that play your Clowns, speak no more than is set down for them : For there be of them that will themselves laugh, to set on some quantity of barren spectators to laugh too ; though, in the mean time, some necessary question of the Play be then to be considered : That's villanous; and news a most pitiful ambition in the fool that oses it. Go make you ready. [Exeunt Players.
Enter Polonius, Rosincrantz, and Guildenstern. How now, my lord ; will the King hear this piece of
Ham. Bid the Players make hafte. [Exit Polonius,
[Exeunt. Ham. What, ho, Horatio !
Enter Horatio to Hamlet.
Ham. Horatio, thou art e'en as just a Man,