に For use almost can change the stamp of nature, I'll blessing beg of you. For this same lord, [Pointing to Polonius. I do repent: but heaven hath pleased it so, Thus bad begins, and worse remains behind. Queen. What shall I do? Hamlet. Not this, by no means, that I bid you do: Pinch wanton on your cheek, call you his mouse; Or paddling in your neck with his damn'd fingers, That I essentially am not in madness, But mad in craft. 'Twere good you let him know; Unpeg the basket on the house's top, Let the birds fly, and like the famous ape, To try conclusions, in the basket creep And break your own neck down. Queen. Be thou assured, if words be made of breath, And breath of life, I have no life to breathe What thou hast said to me. Hamlet. I must to England; you know that? I had forgot: 'tis so concluded on. Alack, 170 180 190 Hamlet. There's letters seal'd: and my two schoolfellows, Whom I will trust as I will adders fang'd, They bear the mandate; they must sweep my way, For 'tis the sport to have the enginer This man shall set me packing: I'll lug the guts into the neighbour room. 200 210 [Exeunt severally; Hamlet dragging in Polonius. ACT IV. SCENE I. A room in the castle. Enter KING, QUEEN, ROSENCRANTZ, and GUILDENSTERN. King. There's matter in these sighs, these profound heaves: You must translate: 'tis fit we understand them. · Where is your son? Queen. Bestow this place on us a little while. [Exeunt Rosencrantz and Guildenstern. Ah, mine own lord, what have I seen to-night! King. What, Gertrude? How does Hamlet? Queen. Mad as the sea and wind, when both contend Which is the mightier: in his lawless fit, Behind the arras hearing something stir, Whips out his rapier, cries ‘A rat, a rat!' It had been so with us, had we been there: To you yourself, to us, to every one. Alas, how shall this bloody deed be answer'd? It will be laid to us, whose providence Should have kept short, restrain'd and out of haunt, To keep it from divulging, let it feed Even on the pith of life. Where is he gone? Queen. To draw apart the body he hath kill'd: O'er whom his very madness, like some ore Among a mineral of metals base, Shows itself pure; he weeps for what is done. King. O Gertrude, come away! The sun no sooner shall the mountains touch, Re-enter ROSENCRANTZ and GUILDENSTERN. Friends both, go join you with some further aid: 20 30 [Exeunt Rosencrantz and Guildenstern. Come, Gertrude, we'll call up our wisest friends; And let them know, both what we mean to do, And what's untimely done... ......... Whose whisper o'er the world's diameter, As level as the cannon to his blank, Transports his poison'd shot, may miss our name My soul is full of discord and dismay. 40 [Exeunt. SCENE II. Another room in the castle. Enter HAMLet. Hamlet. Safely stowed. Rosencrantz. } [Within] Hamlet! Lord Hamlet! Hamlet. But soft, what noise? who calls on Hamlet? O, here they come. Enter ROSENCRANTZ and GUILDENSTERN. Ros. What have you done, my lord, with the dead body? Hamlet. Compounded it with dust, whereto 'tis kin. Rosencrantz. Tell us where 'tis, that we may take it thence And bear it to the chapel. Hamlet. Do not believe it. Rosencrantz. Believe what? ΙΟ Hamlet. That I can keep your counsel and not mine own. Besides, to be demanded of a sponge! what replication should be made by the son of a king? Rosencrantz. Take you me for a sponge, my lord? Hamlet. Ay, sir; that soaks up the king's countenance, his rewards, his authorities. But such officers do the king best service in the end: he keeps them, like an ape, in the corner of his jaw; first mouthed, to be last swallowed: when he needs what you have gleaned, it is but squeezing you, and, sponge, you shall be dry again. Rosencrantz. I understand you not, my lord. 20 Hamlet. I am glad of it: a knavish speech sleeps in a foolish ear. Rosencrantz. My lord, you must tell us where the body is, and go with us to the king. Hamlet. The body is with the king, but the king is not with the body. The king is a thing— Guildenstern. A thing, my lord? Hamlet. Of nothing: bring me to him. Hide fox, and all after. [Exeunt. SCENE III. Another room in the castle. Enter KING, attended. King. I have sent to seek him, and to find the body. How dangerous is it that this man goes loose! Yet must not we put the strong law on him: He's loved of the distracted multitude, Who like not in their judgement, but their eyes: And where 'tis so, the offender's scourge is weigh'd, Or not at all. Enter ROSENCRANTZ. How now! what hath befall'n? 10 Rosencrantz. Where the dead body is bestow'd, my lord, We cannot get from him. King. But where is he? Ros. Without, my lord; guarded, to know your pleasure. King. Bring him before us. Rosencrantz. Ho, Guildenstern! bring in my lord. Enter HAMLET and GUILDENSTERN. King. Now, Hamlet, where's Polonius? Hamlet. At supper. King. At supper! where? 19 Hamlet. Not where he eats, but where he is eaten: a certain convocation of politic worms are e'en at him. Your worm is your only emperor for diet: we fat all creatures else to fat us, and we fat ourselves for maggots: your fat king and your lean beggar is but variable service, two dishes, but to one table: that's the end. King. Alas, alas! Hamlet. A man may fish with the worm that hath eat of a "king, and eat of the fish that hath fed of that worm. |