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Rey. My lord, that would dishonour him.
Pol. 'Faith no; but breathe his faults so quaintly,
But, my good lord ----
Ay, my lord,
Marry, sir, here's my drift;
Very good, my lord.
Rey. At, closes in the consequence.
Pol. At, closes in the consequence,-Ay, marry; He closes with you thus: I know the gentleman; I saw him yesterday, or other day, Or then, or then ; with such, or such ; and, as you say, There was he gaming.– See you now; Your bait of falsehood takes this carp of truth: And thus do we of wisdom and of reach, With windlaces, and with assays of bias, By indirections find directions out; So, by former lecture and advice, Shall you, my son: You have me, have you not?
· Such as youth in general is liable to.
Rey. My lord, I have.
God be wi’ you; fare you well.
Well, my lord.
Pol. Farewell !-How now, Ophelia ? what's the
matter? Oph. O, my lord, my lord, I have been so affrighted ! Pol. With what, in the name of heaven?
Oph. My lord, as I was sewing in my closet,
Pol. Mad for thy love?
My lord, I do not know;
What said he? Oph. He took me by the wrist, and held me hard, Then goes he to the length of all his arm; And, with his other hand thus o'er his brow, He falls to such perusal of my face, As he would draw it. Long staid he so; At last a little shaking of mine arm, And thrice his head thus waving up and down,He raised a sigh so piteous and profound, As it did seem to shatter all his bulk,' And end his being : That done, he lets me go :
And with his head over his shoulder turn'd,
Pol. Come, go with me; I will go seek the king.
Oph. No, my good lord; but, as you did command, I did repel his letters, and denied His access to me. Pol.
That hath made him mad. I am sorry, that with better heed and judgement, I had not quoted? him: I fear'd, he did but trifle, And meant to wreck thee; but, beshrew my jealousy ! It seems, it is as proper to our age To cast beyond ourselves in our opinions, As it is common for the younger sort To lack discretion. Come, go we to the king : This must be known; which, being kept close, might More grief to hide, than hate to utter love. [move Come.
SCENE II.-A room in the castle.
Enter King, Queen, ROSENCRANTZ, GUILDENSTERN,
and Attendants. King. Welcome, dear Rosencrantz, and GuildenMoreover that we much did long to see you, (stern! The need, we have to use you, did provoke Our hasty sending. Something have you hcard Of Hamlet's transformation; so I call it,
e marked, observed.
Since not the exterior nor the inward man
Queen. Good gentlemen, he hath much talked of
Both your majesties
But we both obey;
(stern. King. Thanks, Rosencrantz, and gentle Guilden
Queen. Thanks, Guildenstern, and gentle RosenAnd I beseech you instantly to visit
[crantz: My too much changed son.-Go, some of you, And bring these gentlemen where Hamlet is.
· Utmost extremity of exertion. as far as it will go.
The allusion is to a bow bent
Guil. Heavens make our presence, and our pracPleasant and helpful to him!
Ay, amen! [Exeunt ROSENCRANTZ, GUILDENSTERN, and
Enter PoloniUS. Pol. Th'embassadors from Norway, my good lord, Are joyfully return'd.
King. Thou still hast been the father of good news.
Pol. Have I, my lord? Assure you, my good liege, I hold my duty, as I hold my soul, Both to my God, and to my gracious king : And I do think, (or else this brain of mine Hunts not the trail' of policy so sure As it hath us'd to do,) that I have found The very cause of Hamlet's lunacy.
King. O, speak of that; that do I long to hear.
Pol. Give first admittance to th' embassadors; My news shall be the fruit to that great feast. King. Thyself do grace to them, and bring them in.
Exit POLONIUS. He tells, my dear Gertrude, he hath found The head and source of all your son's distemper.
Queen. I doubt, it is no other but the main; His father's death, and our o’erhasty marriage.
Re-enter Polonius, with VOLTIMAND and CORNELIUS. King. Well, we shall sift him.-Welcome, my good
Volt. Most fáir return of greetings, and desires.
· The trail is the course of an animal pursued by the scent. 2 Upon our first report.