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Post by Jonny Fairplay on Dec 11, 2014 18:23:21 GMT
LORD POLONIUS Come, sirs.
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Post by Jonny Fairplay on Dec 11, 2014 18:23:37 GMT
HAMLET Follow him, friends: we'll hear a play to-morrow.
Exit POLONIUS with all the Players but the First
Dost thou hear me, old friend; can you play the Murder of Gonzago?
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Post by Jonny Fairplay on Dec 11, 2014 18:23:49 GMT
First Player Ay, my lord.
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Post by Jonny Fairplay on Dec 11, 2014 18:24:01 GMT
HAMLET We'll ha't to-morrow night. You could, for a need, study a speech of some dozen or sixteen lines, which I would set down and insert in't, could you not?
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Post by Jonny Fairplay on Dec 11, 2014 18:24:12 GMT
First Player Ay, my lord.
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Post by Jonny Fairplay on Dec 11, 2014 18:24:26 GMT
HAMLET Very well. Follow that lord; and look you mock him not.
Exit First Player
My good friends, I'll leave you till night: you are welcome to Elsinore.
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Post by Jonny Fairplay on Dec 11, 2014 18:24:37 GMT
ROSENCRANTZ Good my lord!
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Post by Jonny Fairplay on Dec 11, 2014 18:24:51 GMT
HAMLET Ay, so, God be wi' ye;
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Post by Jonny Fairplay on Dec 11, 2014 18:25:01 GMT
Exeunt ROSENCRANTZ and GUILDENSTERN
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Post by Jonny Fairplay on Dec 11, 2014 18:25:22 GMT
(I swear to god this is my favorite speech in the entire play.)
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Post by Jonny Fairplay on Dec 11, 2014 18:25:46 GMT
HAMLET Now I am alone. O, what a rogue and peasant slave am I! Is it not monstrous that this player here, But in a fiction, in a dream of passion, Could force his soul so to his own conceit That from her working all his visage wann'd, Tears in his eyes, distraction in's aspect, A broken voice, and his whole function suiting With forms to his conceit? and all for nothing! For Hecuba! What's Hecuba to him, or he to Hecuba, That he should weep for her? What would he do, Had he the motive and the cue for passion That I have? He would drown the stage with tears And cleave the general ear with horrid speech, Make mad the guilty and appal the free, Confound the ignorant, and amaze indeed The very faculties of eyes and ears. Yet I, A dull and muddy-mettled rascal, peak, Like John-a-dreams, unpregnant of my cause, And can say nothing; no, not for a king, Upon whose property and most dear life A damn'd defeat was made. Am I a coward? Who calls me villain? breaks my pate across? Plucks off my beard, and blows it in my face? Tweaks me by the nose? gives me the lie i' the throat, As deep as to the lungs? who does me this? Ha! 'Swounds, I should take it: for it cannot be But I am pigeon-liver'd and lack gall To make oppression bitter, or ere this I should have fatted all the region kites With this slave's offal: bloody, bawdy villain! Remorseless, treacherous, lecherous, kindless villain! O, vengeance! Why, what an ass am I! This is most brave, That I, the son of a dear father murder'd, Prompted to my revenge by heaven and hell, Must, like a whore, unpack my heart with words, And fall a-cursing, like a very drab, A scullion! Fie upon't! foh! About, my brain! I have heard That guilty creatures sitting at a play Have by the very cunning of the scene Been struck so to the soul that presently They have proclaim'd their malefactions; For murder, though it have no tongue, will speak With most miraculous organ. I'll have these players Play something like the murder of my father Before mine uncle: I'll observe his looks; I'll tent him to the quick: if he but blench, I know my course. The spirit that I have seen May be the devil: and the devil hath power To assume a pleasing shape; yea, and perhaps Out of my weakness and my melancholy, As he is very potent with such spirits, Abuses me to damn me: I'll have grounds More relative than this: the play 's the thing Wherein I'll catch the conscience of the king.
Exit
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Post by Jonny Fairplay on Dec 11, 2014 18:25:57 GMT
(END OF ACT II)
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Post by Jonny Fairplay on Dec 11, 2014 18:26:13 GMT
(BREAK TIME 2: ELECTRIC BOOGALOO)
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Post by Jonny Fairplay on Dec 11, 2014 19:56:40 GMT
(BREAK TIMES OVER, BACK TO THE SHOW)
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Post by Jonny Fairplay on Dec 11, 2014 19:56:56 GMT
ACT II
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