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I'll lug the guts into the neighbour room.
[Exeunt severally, HAMLET dragging in Po
SCENE I. — The Same.
Enter King, Queen, ROSENCRANTZ, and GUILDEN
THERE'S matter in these sighs: these profound
heaves You must translate ; 'tis fit we understand them. Where is your son ? Queen. [Bestow this place on us a little while. —
[Exeunt ROSENCRANTZ and GUILDENSTERN. Ah, my good lord, what have I seen to-night!
King. What, Gertrude? How does Hamlet ? Queen. Mad as the sea and wind when both con
tend Which is the mightier. In his lawless fit, Behind the arras hearing something stir, He whips his rapier out, and cries, " A rat! a rat!" And in his brainish apprehension kills The unseen good old man.
O, heavy deed! It had been so with us, had we been there. His liberty is full of threats to all; To you yourself, to us, to every one. Alas ! how shall this bloody deed be answer'd ? It will be laid to us, whose providence Should have kept short, restrain’d, and out of haunt, This mad young man ; but so much was our love, We would not understand what was most fit, But, like the owner of a foul disease, To keep it from divulging, let it feed Even on the pith of life. Where is he gone ?
Queen. To draw apart the body he hath kill'd; O’er whom his very madness, like some ore Among a mineral of metals base, Shews itself pure : he weeps for what is done.
King. O Gertrude ! come away. The sun no sooner shall the mountains touch, But we will ship him hence; and this vile deed We must, with all our majesty and skill, Both countenance and excuse. - Ho, Guildenstern!
Enter ROSENCRANTZ and GUILDENSTERN.
Friends both, go join you with some farther aid.
[Exeunt Ros. and GUIL.
And hit the woundless air. — 0, come away!
Another Room in the Same.
Ham. Safely stow'd.
Hamlet! Lord Hamlet!
Ham. [But soft !] — what noise ? who calls on Hamlet? O, here they come.
Enter ROSENCRANTZ and GUILDENSTERN. Ros. What have you done, my lord, with the 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.
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 an ape, in the corner of his jaw, first mouth'd, to be last swallowed: when he needs what you have glean’d, 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 go 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
Guil. A thing, my lord !
Ham. Of nothing: bring me to him. Hide, fox, and all after.
Another Room in the Same.
Enter King, attended. King. I have sent to seek him, and to find the
body. How dangerous is it that this man goes loose ! Yet must not we put the strong law on him : He's lov'd of the distracted multitude, Who like not in their judgment, but their eyes ; And where 'tis so, th' offender's scourge is weigh’d, But never the offence. To bear all smooth and even, This sudden sending him away must seem Deliberate pause : diseases desperate grown By desperate appliance are reliev'd,
Or not at all. — How now! what hath befalln ?
Ros. Where the dead body is bestow'd, my lord,
But where is he?
King. Bring him before us.
Enter HAMLET and GUILDENSTERN.
King. Now, Hamlet, where's Polonius ?
Ham. Not where he eats, but where he is eaten: a certain convocation of politic] 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 ourselves 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 shew you how a king may go a progress through the guts of a beggar.
King. Where is Polonius ?'
your messenger find him not there, seek him ith 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. Ham. He will stay till ye come.
[Exeunt 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