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Post by Jonny Fairplay on Dec 12, 2014 4:00:55 GMT
HAMLET
Sir, I will walk here in the hall: if it please his
majesty, 'tis the breathing time of day with me; let
the foils be brought, the gentleman willing, and the
king hold his purpose, I will win for him an I can;
if not, I will gain nothing but my shame and the odd hits.
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Post by Jonny Fairplay on Dec 12, 2014 4:01:10 GMT
OSRIC
Shall I re-deliver you e'en so?
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Post by Jonny Fairplay on Dec 12, 2014 4:01:25 GMT
HAMLET
To this effect, sir; after what flourish your nature will.
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Post by Jonny Fairplay on Dec 12, 2014 4:01:39 GMT
OSRIC
I commend my duty to your lordship.
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Post by Jonny Fairplay on Dec 12, 2014 4:01:56 GMT
HAMLET
Yours, yours.
Exit OSRIC
He does well to commend it himself; there are no
tongues else for's turn.
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Post by Jonny Fairplay on Dec 12, 2014 4:02:10 GMT
HORATIO
This lapwing runs away with the shell on his head.
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Post by Jonny Fairplay on Dec 12, 2014 4:02:23 GMT
HAMLET
He did comply with his dug, before he sucked it.
Thus has he--and many more of the same bevy that I
know the dressy age dotes on--only got the tune of
the time and outward habit of encounter; a kind of
yesty collection, which carries them through and
through the most fond and winnowed opinions; and do
but blow them to their trial, the bubbles are out.
Enter a Lord
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Post by Jonny Fairplay on Dec 12, 2014 4:02:42 GMT
Lord
My lord, his majesty commended him to you by young
Osric, who brings back to him that you attend him in
the hall: he sends to know if your pleasure hold to
play with Laertes, or that you will take longer time.
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Post by Jonny Fairplay on Dec 12, 2014 4:02:53 GMT
HAMLET
I am constant to my purpose; they follow the king's
pleasure: if his fitness speaks, mine is ready; now
or whensoever, provided I be so able as now.
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Post by Jonny Fairplay on Dec 12, 2014 4:03:05 GMT
Lord
The king and queen and all are coming down.
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Post by Jonny Fairplay on Dec 12, 2014 4:03:21 GMT
HAMLET
In happy time.
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Post by Jonny Fairplay on Dec 12, 2014 4:03:45 GMT
Lord
The queen desires you to use some gentle
entertainment to Laertes before you fall to play.
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Post by Jonny Fairplay on Dec 12, 2014 4:03:59 GMT
HAMLET
She well instructs me.
Exit Lord
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Post by Jonny Fairplay on Dec 12, 2014 4:04:10 GMT
HORATIO
You will lose this wager, my lord.
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Post by Jonny Fairplay on Dec 12, 2014 4:04:51 GMT
HAMLET
I do not think so: since he went into France, I
have been in continual practise: I shall win at the
odds. But thou wouldst not think how ill all's here
about my heart: but it is no matter.
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