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I te considered the love idle, he did not repond is write proper seri rusum. ACT 11. SCENE II.
As I perceiv'd it, I must tell you that,
If I had play'd the desk or table-book, call lead nap?
... draud. directly what might you think? No, I went round to work,
0,1 went round to work, Araitly arrester
youred the Ensequences.
San Lorena (Götelj tacy Fell into a sadness, then into a fast,
aléré is see teada slarfien atce Thence to a watch, thence into a weakness, recond.
Thence to a lightness, and by this declension
Do you think 't is this?
Not that I know.
from this, if this be otherwise.
How may we try it further ?
se my daughten waarmee se
So he does indeed.
dite prate well
We will try it.
- Queen. But, look, where sadly the poor wretch comes
Polonius. Away, I do beseech you, both away;
[Exeunt King, Queen, and Attendants.?
Enter HAMLET, reading.
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Hamlet. Well, God-a-mercy.
Hamlet. Ay, sir; to be honest, as this world goes, is to be
Polonius. That 's very true, my lord.
Hamlet. For if the sun breed maggots in a dead dog, imeans Zanta being a good kissing carrion,- Have you a daughter? doza
· Polonius. I have, my lord. Bei Should use pstietty Tecmeling audry Hamlet. Let her not walk i’ the sun conception is a bless
iero tenemos en curren: burrina ing; but not as your daughter may conceive.-Friend, look to 't.
What dogue wees by head What doen Polonius. [Aside] How say you by that? Still harping on by Siret my daughter : yet he knew me not at first; he said I was a liar, fishmonger; he is far gone, far gone : and truly in my youth
180 This dow at
i suffered much extremity for love ; very near this. I 'll
Hamlet. Words, words, words.
Hamlet. Between who?
Hamlet. Slanders, sir ; for the satirical rogue says here
Polonius. [Aside] Though this be madness, yet there is no method in 't.—Will you walk out of the air, my lord ?
Hamlet. Into my grave ?
Polonius. Indeed, that is out o' the air. - [Aside] How copt, ready pregnant sometimes his replies are! a happiness that often weitere madness hits on, which reason and sanity could not so pros. Never in Mee perously be delivered of. I will leave him, and suddenly m echasily neodinu .
contrive the means of meeting between him and my daugh-
Hamlet. You cannot, sir, take from me any thing that I
Polonius. Fare you well, my lord.
Enter ROSENCRANTZ and GUILDENSTERN.
[Exit Polonius. Guildenstern. My honoured lord !
Rosencrantz. My most dear lord !
Hamlet. My excellent good friends! How dost thou, Guildenstern ?-Ah, Rosencrantz! Good lads, how do ye both?
Rosencrantz. As the indifferent children of the earth. avergi
Guildenstern. Happy, in that we are not over-happy;
Hamlet. Nor the soles of her shoe?
Rosencrantz. None, my lord, but that the world's grown honest. a parler Tuces y Cotre ri Thea lucrat caused anca
Hamlet. Then is doomsday near ; but your news is not true. Let me question more in particular; what have you, my good friends, deserved at the hands of Fortune, that she sends you to prison hither?
Guildenstern. Prison, my lord !
Rosencrantz. Then is the world one.
wards, and dungeons, Denmark being one o' the worst.
Rosencrantz. We think not so, my lord.
Hamlet. Why, then 't is none to you; for there is nothing either good or bad, but thinking makes it so: to me it is a prison.
Rosencrantz. Why, then your ambition makes it one ; 't is too narrow for your mind.
249 Hamlet. O God, I could be bounded in a nut-shell, and count myself a king of infinite space, were it not that I have bad dreams.
Guildenstern. Which dreams indeed are ambition, for the very substance of the ambitious is merely the shadow of a dream.
Hamlet. A dream itself is but a shadow,
en beggars who have altue wealt mo akebitions are really the only substances in the world.
ACT II. SCENE II.
Hamlet. Then are our beggars bodies, and our monarchs
Rosencrantz. We'll wait upon you.
Hamlet. No such matter : I will not sort you with the rest
of my servants; for, to speak to you like an honest man, I familiar, am most dreadfully attended. But, in the beaten way of wwww friendship, what make you at Elsinore?erved (fehl. Let me ad uudne
en vesin". TS. Rosencrantz. To visit you, my lord ; no other occasion.
Hamlet. Beggar that I am, I am even poor in thanks; but I thank you : and sure, dear friends, my thanks are too dear a halfpenny. Were you not sent for? Is it your own inclining? Is it a free visitation? Come, deal justly with me: come, come ; nay, speak. te it an vich y your iron acero Guildenstern. What should we say, my lord ?
Hamlet. Why, any thing, but to the purpose. You were sent for; and there is a kind of confession in your looks which your modesties have not craft enough to colour. I know the good king and queen have sent for you.
Rosencrantz. To what end, my lord ?
Hamlet. That you must teach me. But let me conjure you, by the rights of our fellowship, by the consonancy of our contento
youth, by the obligation of our ever-preserved love, and by fee a lume slos what more dear a better proposer could charge you withal, a man who guest faher be even and direct with me, whether you were sent for, or Cancel put no? Straghe fuward, plain brest,
Celtes do Rosencrantz. (Aside to Guildenstern) What say you ?
Hamlet. [Aside] Nay, then I have an eye of you. — If you love me, hold not off.
Guildenstern. My lord, we were sent for.
Hamlet. I will tell you why; so shall my anticipation pre Retiefale vent your discovery, and your secrecy to the king and queen
to prevent the time of life" ge.