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Post by Jonny Fairplay on Dec 11, 2014 20:48:51 GMT
LORD POLONIUS
My lord, the queen would speak with you, and
presently.
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Post by Jonny Fairplay on Dec 11, 2014 20:49:02 GMT
HAMLET
Do you see yonder cloud that's almost in shape of a camel?
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Post by Jonny Fairplay on Dec 11, 2014 20:49:16 GMT
LORD POLONIUS
By the mass, and 'tis like a camel, indeed.
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Post by Jonny Fairplay on Dec 11, 2014 20:49:28 GMT
HAMLET
Methinks it is like a weasel.
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Post by Jonny Fairplay on Dec 11, 2014 20:49:51 GMT
LORD POLONIUS
It is backed like a weasel.
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Post by Jonny Fairplay on Dec 11, 2014 20:50:01 GMT
HAMLET
Or like a whale?
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Post by Jonny Fairplay on Dec 11, 2014 20:50:14 GMT
LORD POLONIUS
Very like a whale.
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Post by Jonny Fairplay on Dec 11, 2014 20:50:25 GMT
HAMLET
Then I will come to my mother by and by. They fool
me to the top of my bent. I will come by and by.
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Post by Jonny Fairplay on Dec 11, 2014 20:51:05 GMT
LORD POLONIUS
I will say so.
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Post by Jonny Fairplay on Dec 11, 2014 20:51:30 GMT
HAMLET
By and by is easily said.
Exit POLONIUS
Leave me, friends.
Exeunt all but HAMLET
Tis now the very witching time of night,
When churchyards yawn and hell itself breathes out
Contagion to this world: now could I drink hot blood,
And do such bitter business as the day
Would quake to look on. Soft! now to my mother.
O heart, lose not thy nature; let not ever
The soul of Nero enter this firm bosom:
Let me be cruel, not unnatural:
I will speak daggers to her, but use none;
My tongue and soul in this be hypocrites;
How in my words soever she be shent,
To give them seals never, my soul, consent!
Exit
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Post by Jonny Fairplay on Dec 11, 2014 20:51:52 GMT
SCENE III. A room in the castle.
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Post by Jonny Fairplay on Dec 11, 2014 20:52:40 GMT
Enter KING CLAUDIUS, ROSENCRANTZ, and GUILDENSTERN
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Post by Jonny Fairplay on Dec 11, 2014 20:52:51 GMT
KING CLAUDIUS
I like him not, nor stands it safe with us
To let his madness range. Therefore prepare you;
I your commission will forthwith dispatch,
And he to England shall along with you:
The terms of our estate may not endure
Hazard so dangerous as doth hourly grow
Out of his lunacies.
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Post by Jonny Fairplay on Dec 11, 2014 20:53:05 GMT
GUILDENSTERN
We will ourselves provide:
Most holy and religious fear it is
To keep those many many bodies safe
That live and feed upon your majesty.
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Post by Jonny Fairplay on Dec 11, 2014 20:53:25 GMT
ROSENCRANTZ
The single and peculiar life is bound,
With all the strength and armour of the mind,
To keep itself from noyance; but much more
That spirit upon whose weal depend and rest
The lives of many. The cease of majesty
Dies not alone; but, like a gulf, doth draw
What's near it with it: it is a massy wheel,
Fix'd on the summit of the highest mount,
To whose huge spokes ten thousand lesser things
Are mortised and adjoin'd; which, when it falls,
Each small annexment, petty consequence,
Attends the boisterous ruin. Never alone
Did the king sigh, but with a general groan.
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