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Hamlet, Prince of Denmark by William Shakespeare, 1564-1616

As level as the cannon to his blank,

Transports his poison’d shot, may miss our name,

And hit the woundless air. O, come away!

My soul is full of discord and dismay.

Exeunt

Scene 2

Another room in the castle.

Enter HAMLET

HAMLET Safely stowed.

ROSENCRANTZ, GUILDENSTERN [Within]

Hamlet! Lord Hamlet!

HAMLET What noise? who calls on Hamlet?

O, here they come.

Enter ROSENCRANTZ and GUILDENSTERN

ROSENCRANTZ What have you done, my lord, with the dead body?

HAMLET Compounded it with dust, whereto ’tis kin.

ROSENCRANTZ Tell us where ’tis, that we may take it thence

And bear it to the chapel.

HAMLET Do not believe it.

ROSENCRANTZ Believe what?

HAMLET 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?

ROSENCRANTZ Take you me for a sponge, my lord?

HAMLET 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 mouthed, to

be last swallowed: when he needs what you have

gleaned, it is but squeezing you, and, sponge, you

shall be dry again.

ROSENCRANTZ I understand you not, my lord.

HAMLET I am glad of it: a knavish speech sleeps in a

foolish ear.

ROSENCRANTZ My lord, you must tell us where the body is, and go

with us to the king.

HAMLET The body is with the king, but the king is not with

the body. The king is a thing–

GUILDENSTERN A thing, my lord!

HAMLET Of nothing: bring me to him. Hide fox, and all after.

Exeunt

Scene 3

Another room in the castle.

Enter KING CLAUDIUS, attended

KING CLAUDIUS 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 loved of the distracted multitude,

Who like not in their judgment, but their eyes;

And where tis so, the 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 relieved,

Or not at all.

Enter ROSENCRANTZ

How now! what hath befall’n?

ROSENCRANTZ Where the dead body is bestow’d, my lord,

We cannot get from him.

KING CLAUDIUS But where is he?

ROSENCRANTZ Without, my lord; guarded, to know your pleasure.

KING CLAUDIUS Bring him before us.

ROSENCRANTZ Ho, Guildenstern! bring in my lord.

Enter HAMLET and GUILDENSTERN

KING CLAUDIUS Now, Hamlet, where’s Polonius?

HAMLET At supper.

KING CLAUDIUS At supper! where?

HAMLET 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 CLAUDIUS Alas, alas!

HAMLET A man may fish with the worm that hath eat of a

king, and cat of the fish that hath fed of that worm.

KING CLAUDIUS What dost you mean by this?

HAMLET Nothing but to show you how a king may go a

progress through the guts of a beggar.

KING CLAUDIUS Where is Polonius?

HAMLET In heaven; send hither 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 CLAUDIUS Go seek him there.

To some Attendants

HAMLET He will stay till ye come.

Exeunt Attendants

KING CLAUDIUS Hamlet, this deed, for thine especial safety,–

Which we do tender, as we dearly grieve

For that which thou hast done,–must send thee hence

With fiery quickness: therefore prepare thyself;

The bark is ready, and the wind at help,

The associates tend, and every thing is bent

For England.

HAMLET For England!

KING CLAUDIUS Ay, Hamlet.

HAMLET Good.

KING CLAUDIUS So is it, if thou knew’st our purposes.

HAMLET I see a cherub that sees them. But, come; for

England! Farewell, dear mother.

KING CLAUDIUS Thy loving father, Hamlet.

HAMLET My mother: father and mother is man and wife; man

and wife is one flesh; and so, my mother. Come, for England!

Exit

KING CLAUDIUS Follow him at foot; tempt him with speed aboard;

Delay it not; I’ll 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 ROSENCRANTZ and GUILDENSTERN

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

Pays homage to us–thou mayst not coldly set

Our sovereign process; which imports at full,

By letters congruing to that effect,

The present death of Hamlet. Do it, England;

For like the hectic in my blood he rages,

And thou must cure me: till I know ’tis done,

Howe’er my haps, my joys were ne’er begun.

Exit

Scene 4

A plain in Denmark.

Enter FORTINBRAS, a Captain, and Soldiers, marching

PRINCE FORTINBRAS Go, captain, from me greet the Danish king;

Tell him that, by his licence, Fortinbras

Craves the conveyance of a promised 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.

Captain I will do’t, my lord.

PRINCE FORTINBRAS Go softly on.

Exeunt FORTINBRAS and Soldiers

Enter HAMLET, ROSENCRANTZ, GUILDENSTERN, and others

HAMLET Good sir, whose powers are these?

Captain They are of Norway, sir.

HAMLET How purposed, sir, I pray you?

Captain Against some part of Poland.

HAMLET Who commands them, sir?

Captain The nephews to old Norway, Fortinbras.

HAMLET Goes it against the main of Poland, sir,

Or for some frontier?

Captain Truly to speak, and with no addition,

We go to gain a little patch of ground

That hath in it no profit but the name.

To pay five ducats, five, I would not farm it;

Nor will it yield to Norway or the Pole

A ranker rate, should it be sold in fee.

HAMLET Why, then the Polack never will defend it.

Captain Yes, it is already garrison’d.

HAMLET Two thousand souls and twenty thousand ducats

Will not debate the question of this straw:

This is the imposthume of much wealth and peace,

That inward breaks, and shows no cause without

Why the man dies. I humbly thank you, sir.

Captain God be wi’ you, sir.

Exit

ROSENCRANTZ Wilt please you go, my lord?

HAMLET I’ll be with you straight go a little before.

Exeunt all except HAMLET

How all occasions do inform against me,

And spur my dull revenge! What is a man,

If his chief good and market of his time

Be but to sleep and feed? a beast, no more.

Sure, he that made us with such large discourse,

Looking before and after, gave us not

That capability and god-like reason

To fust in us unused. Now, whether it be

Bestial oblivion, or some craven scruple

Of thinking too precisely on the event,

A thought which, quarter’d, hath but one part wisdom

And ever three parts coward, I do not know

Why yet I live to say ‘This thing’s to do;’

Sith I have cause and will and strength and means

To do’t. Examples gross as earth exhort me:

Witness this army of such mass and charge

Led by a delicate and tender prince,

Whose spirit with divine ambition puff’d

Makes mouths at the invisible event,

Exposing what is mortal and unsure

To all that fortune, death and danger dare,

Even for an egg-shell. Rightly to be great

Is not to stir without great argument,

But greatly to find quarrel in a straw

When honour’s at the stake. How stand I then,

That have a father kill’d, a mother stain’d,

Excitements of my reason and my blood,

And let all sleep? while, to my shame, I see

The imminent death of twenty thousand men,

That, for a fantasy and trick of fame,

Go to their graves like beds, fight for a plot

Whereon the numbers cannot try the cause,

Which is not tomb enough and continent

To hide the slain? O, from this time forth,

My thoughts be bloody, or be nothing worth!

Exit

Scene 5

Elsinore. A room in the castle.

Enter QUEEN GERTRUDE, HORATIO, and a Gentleman

QUEEN GERTRUDE I will not speak with her.

Gentleman She is importunate, indeed distract:

Her mood will needs be pitied.

QUEEN GERTRUDE What would she have?

Gentleman She speaks much of her father; says she hears

There’s tricks i’ the world; and hems, and beats her heart;

Spurns enviously at straws; speaks things in doubt,

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