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Even on the pith of life. Where is he gone ?
Queen. To draw apart the body he hạth kill'd: O’er whom his very madness, like some ore, Among a mineral of metals base, Shows itself
for what is done.
Enter RosenCRANTZ and GUILDENSTERN. Friends both, go join you with some further aid : Hamlet in madness hath Polonius slain, And from his mother's closet hath he dragged him : Go seek him out; speak fair, and bring the body Into the chapel. I pray you haste in this.
[Exeunt Ros. and Guil. Come, Gertrude, we'll call up our wisest friends : And let them know, both what we mean to do, And what's untimely done: so, haply, slander, Whose whisper o'er the world's diameter, As level as the cannon to his blank", Transports his poison'd shat,--, may miss our name, And hit the woundless air, Q.come away! My soul is full of discord, and dismay. (Exeunta
Another Room in the same.
Enter HAMLET, Ham. - Safely stowed, -- [Ros. &c. within. Hamlet ! lord Hamlet !] But soft ! — what noise ? who calls on Hamlet ? O, here they come.. 7 Mine.
Enter ROSENCRANTZ and GUILDENSTERN.
dead body? Ham. Compounded it with dust, whereto 'tis kin. Ros. Tell us where 'tis; that we may take it
Ham. Do not believe it.
Ham. That I can keep your counsel, and not mine own. Besides, to be demanded of a sponge !- what replication should be made by the son of a king ? Ros. Take you me for a sponge, my lord ?
Ham. Ay, sir; that soaks up the king's countenance, his rewards, his authorities. But such officers do the king best service in the end : He keeps them, like in the corner of his jaw ; first mouthed, to be last swallowed: When he needs what
have gleaned, it is but squeezing you, and, sponge, you shall be dry again.
Ros. I understand you not, my lord.
Ham. I am glad of it: A knavish speech sleeps in a foolish ear.
Ros. My lord, you must tell us where the body is, and
with us to the king, Ham. The body is with the king, but the king is not with the body. The king is a thing
Guild. A thing, my lord ? Ham. Of nothing : bring me to him. Hide fox, and all after. 9
Another Room in the same.
Enter King, attended.
9 A sport among children,
How dangerous is it, that this man goes loose ?
Or not at all. - How now? what hath befallen ?
Ros. Where the dead body is bestow'd, my lord, We cannot get from him. King
But where is he? Ros. Without, my lord; guarded, to know your
pleasure. King. Bring him before us. Ros. Ho, Guildenstern ? bring in my lord.
Enter HAMLET and GUILDENSTERN.
King. Now, Hamlet, where's Polonius?
Ham. Not where he eats, but where he is eaten : a certain convocation of politick worms are e'en at him. Your worm is your only emperor for diet: we fat all creatures else, to fat us; and we fat ourseves for maggots : Your fat king, and your lean beggar, is but variable service; two dishes, but to one table; that's the end.
King. Alas, alas!
Ham. A man may fish with the worm that hath eat of a king; and eat of the fish that hath fed of that worm.
King. What dost thou mean by this ?
Ham. Nothing, but to show you how a king may go a progress through the body of a beggar.
King. Where is Polonius?
Ham. In heaven; send thither to see: if your messenger find him not there, seek him i' the other place yourself. But, indeed, if you find him not within this month, you shall nose him as you go up the stairs into the lobby.
King. Go seek him there. [To some Attendants.
[Ereunt Attendants. King. Hamlet, this deed, for thine especial
safety, Which we do tender, as we dearly grieve For that which thou hast done, - must send thee
Ham. For England ?
Good. King. So is it, if thou knew'st our purposes.
Ham. I see a cherub, that sees them. - But, come; for England ! - Farewell, dear mother.
King. Thy loving father, Hamlet.
Ham. My mother: Father and mother is man and wife ; man and wife is one flesh; and so, my mother. Come, for England !
[Exit. King. Follow him at foot; tempt him with speed
aboard ; Delay it not, I 'l have him hence to-night: Away; for every thing is seal'd and done That else leans on the affair : Pray you, make haste.
[Exeunt Ros. and Guib. And, England, if my love thou hold'st at aught, (As my great power thereof may give thee sense : Since yet thy cicatrice looks raw and red
After the Danish sword, and thy free awe
A Plain in Denmark.
Enter FORTINBRAS, and Forces, marching. For. Go, captain, from me greet the Danish king; Tell him, that, by his licence, Fortinbras Craves the conveyance of a promis'd march Over his kingdom. You know the rendezvous. If that his majesty would aught with us, We shall express our duty in his eye’, And let him know so. Cap.
I will do 't, my lord. For. Go softly on.
[Exeunt FORTINBRAS and Forces.
Enter HAMLET, ROSENCRANTZ, GUILDENSTERN,
How purpos’d, sir,
Against some part of Poland. Ham.
Cap. The nephew to old Norway, Fortinbras.