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Post by Jonny Fairplay on Dec 11, 2014 18:09:49 GMT
ROSENCRANTZ
[Aside to GUILDENSTERN] What say you?
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Post by Jonny Fairplay on Dec 11, 2014 18:10:02 GMT
HAMLET
[Aside] Nay, then, I have an eye of you.--If you
love me, hold not off.
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Post by Jonny Fairplay on Dec 11, 2014 18:10:13 GMT
GUILDENSTERN
My lord, we were sent for.
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Post by Jonny Fairplay on Dec 11, 2014 18:10:30 GMT
HAMLET
I will tell you why; so shall my anticipation
prevent your discovery, and your secrecy to the king
and queen moult no feather. I have of late--but
wherefore I know not--lost all my mirth, forgone all
custom of exercises; and indeed it goes so heavily
with my disposition that this goodly frame, the
earth, seems to me a sterile promontory, this most
excellent canopy, the air, look you, this brave
o'erhanging firmament, this majestical roof fretted
with golden fire, why, it appears no other thing to
me than a foul and pestilent congregation of vapours.
What a piece of work is a man! how noble in reason!
how infinite in faculty! in form and moving how
express and admirable! in action how like an angel!
in apprehension how like a god! the beauty of the
world! the paragon of animals! And yet, to me,
what is this quintessence of dust? man delights not
me: no, nor woman neither, though by your smiling
you seem to say so.
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Post by Jonny Fairplay on Dec 11, 2014 18:10:42 GMT
ROSENCRANTZ
My lord, there was no such stuff in my thoughts.
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Post by Jonny Fairplay on Dec 11, 2014 18:10:56 GMT
HAMLET
Why did you laugh then, when I said 'man delights not me'?
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Post by Jonny Fairplay on Dec 11, 2014 18:11:08 GMT
ROSENCRANTZ
To think, my lord, if you delight not in man, what
lenten entertainment the players shall receive from
you: we coted them on the way; and hither are they
coming, to offer you service.
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Post by Jonny Fairplay on Dec 11, 2014 18:11:21 GMT
HAMLET
He that plays the king shall be welcome; his majesty
shall have tribute of me; the adventurous knight
shall use his foil and target; the lover shall not
sigh gratis; the humourous man shall end his part
in peace; the clown shall make those laugh whose
lungs are tickled o' the sere; and the lady shall
say her mind freely, or the blank verse shall halt
for't. What players are they?
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Post by Jonny Fairplay on Dec 11, 2014 18:11:35 GMT
ROSENCRANTZ
Even those you were wont to take delight in, the
tragedians of the city.
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Post by Jonny Fairplay on Dec 11, 2014 18:11:46 GMT
HAMLET
How chances it they travel? their residence, both
in reputation and profit, was better both ways.
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Post by Jonny Fairplay on Dec 11, 2014 18:12:01 GMT
ROSENCRANTZ
I think their inhibition comes by the means of the
late innovation.
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Post by Jonny Fairplay on Dec 11, 2014 18:12:12 GMT
HAMLET
Do they hold the same estimation they did when I was
in the city? are they so followed?
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Post by Jonny Fairplay on Dec 11, 2014 18:12:23 GMT
ROSENCRANTZ
No, indeed, are they not.
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Post by Jonny Fairplay on Dec 11, 2014 18:12:34 GMT
HAMLET
How comes it? do they grow rusty?
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Post by Jonny Fairplay on Dec 11, 2014 18:12:45 GMT
ROSENCRANTZ
Nay, their endeavour keeps in the wonted pace: but
there is, sir, an aery of children, little eyases,
that cry out on the top of question, and are most
tyrannically clapped for't: these are now the
fashion, and so berattle the common stages--so they
call them--that many wearing rapiers are afraid of
goose-quills and dare scarce come thither.
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