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Post by Jonny Fairplay on Dec 11, 2014 18:06:47 GMT
HAMLET
Why, then, 'tis none to you; for there is nothing
either good or bad, but thinking makes it so: to me
it is a prison.
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Post by Jonny Fairplay on Dec 11, 2014 18:06:58 GMT
ROSENCRANTZ
Why then, your ambition makes it one; 'tis too
narrow for your mind.
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Post by Jonny Fairplay on Dec 11, 2014 18:07:12 GMT
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.
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Post by Jonny Fairplay on Dec 11, 2014 18:07:27 GMT
GUILDENSTERN
Which dreams indeed are ambition, for the very
substance of the ambitious is merely the shadow of a dream.
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Post by Jonny Fairplay on Dec 11, 2014 18:07:40 GMT
HAMLET
A dream itself is but a shadow.
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Post by Jonny Fairplay on Dec 11, 2014 18:07:51 GMT
ROSENCRANTZ
Truly, and I hold ambition of so airy and light a
quality that it is but a shadow's shadow.
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Post by Jonny Fairplay on Dec 11, 2014 18:08:04 GMT
HAMLET
Then are our beggars bodies, and our monarchs and
outstretched heroes the beggars' shadows. Shall we
to the court? for, by my fay, I cannot reason.
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Post by Jonny Fairplay on Dec 11, 2014 18:08:19 GMT
ROSENCRANTZ GUILDENSTERN
We'll wait upon you.
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Post by Jonny Fairplay on Dec 11, 2014 18:08:29 GMT
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 am most dreadfully attended. But, in the
beaten way of friendship, what make you at Elsinore?
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Post by Jonny Fairplay on Dec 11, 2014 18:08:42 GMT
ROSENCRANTZ
To visit you, my lord; no other occasion.
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Post by Jonny Fairplay on Dec 11, 2014 18:08:53 GMT
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.
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Post by Jonny Fairplay on Dec 11, 2014 18:09:03 GMT
GUILDENSTERN
What should we say, my lord?
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Post by Jonny Fairplay on Dec 11, 2014 18:09:16 GMT
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.
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Post by Jonny Fairplay on Dec 11, 2014 18:09:28 GMT
ROSENCRANTZ
To what end, my lord?
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Post by Jonny Fairplay on Dec 11, 2014 18:09:39 GMT
HAMLET
That you must teach me. But let me conjure you, by
the rights of our fellowship, by the consonancy of
our youth, by the obligation of our ever-preserved
love, and by what more dear a better proposer could
charge you withal, be even and direct with me,
whether you were sent for, or no?
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