Imágenes de páginas

I'll visit you.

Hor. O, yes, my lord! he wore his beaver 6 up. The safety and the health of the whole state ; Ham. What, look'd he frowningly?

And therefore must his choice be circumscrib'd Hor.

A countenance more Unto the voice and yielding of that body, In sorrow than in anger.

Whereof he is the head: Then if he says he loves Ham. Pale, or red?

you, Hor. Nay, very pale.

It fits your wisdom so far to believe it, Ham.

And fix'd his eyes upon you ? As he in his particular act and place Hor. Most constantly.

May give his saying deed ; which is no further, Ham.

I would, I had been there. Than the main voice of Denmark goes withal, Hor. It would have much amaz'd you.

Then weigh what loss your honour may sustain, Ham.

Very like, If with too credent ? ear you list s his songs : Very like: Stay'd it long?

Or lose your heart; or your chaste treasure open Hor. While one with moderate haste might tell To his unmaster'd 4 importunity. a hundred.

Fear it, Ophelia, fear it, my dear sister ; Mar. Ber. Longer, longer.

And keep you in the rear of your affection, Hor. Not when I saw it.

Out of the shot and danger of desire. Ham.

His beard was grizzl’d? no ? | The chariest maid is prodigal enough,
Hor. It was, as I have seen it in his life, If she unmask her beauty to the moon :
A sable silver'd.

Virtue itself scapes not calumnious strokes :
I will watch to-night ;

The canker galls the infants of the spring,
Perchance, 'twill walk again.

Too oft before their buttons be disclos'd ; Hor.

I warrant, it will.

And in the morn and liquid dew of youth Ham. If it assume my noble father's person, Contagious blastments are most imminent. I'll speak to it, though hell itself should gape, Be wary then: best safety lies in fear; And bid me hold my peace.

I pray you all, Youth to itself rebels, though none else near. If you have hitherto conceal’d this sight,

Oph. I shall the effect of this good lesson keep, Let it be tenable in your silence still :

As watchman to my heart : But, good my brother, And whatsoever else shall hap to-night,

Do not, as some ungracious pastors do, Give it an understanding, but no tongue;

Show me the steep and thorny way to heaven ; I will requite your loves : So, fare you well: Whilst, like a puffd and reckless libertine, Upon the platform, 'twixt eleven and twelve, Himself the primrose path of dalliance treads,

And recks not his own read. 5
Our duty to your honour.


O fear me not. Ham. Your loves, as mine to you: Farewell. I stay too long; — But here my father coines.

[Ereunt Hor. Mar. and Ber. My father's spirit in arms! all is not well ;

Enter POLONIUS. I doubt some foul play: 'would, the night were A double blessing is a double grace ; come!

Occasion smiles upon a second leave. Till then sit still my soul: Foul deeds will rise, Pol. Yet here, Laertes ! aboard, aboard, for shame; Though all the earth o'erwhelm them, to men's eyes. The wind sits in the shoulder of your sail,

(Erit. And you are staid for : There,

- my blessing with SCENE III. A Room in Polonius's House.

you; [Laying his Hand on Laertes' Head.

And these few precepts in thy memory

Look thou character.6 Give thy thoughts no tongue,
Laer. My necessaries are embark'd; farewell : Nor any unproportion'd thought his act.
And, sister, as the winds give benefit,

Be thou familiar, but by no means vulgar. And convoy is assistant, do not sleep,

The friends thou hast, and their option tried, But let me hear from you.

Grapple them to thy soul with hooks of steel : Oph.

Do you doubt that ? But do not dull thy palm with entertainment Laer. For Hamlet, and the trifling of his favour, of each new-hatch'd, unfledg'd comrade. Beware Hold it a fashion, and a toy in blood;

Of entrance to a quarrel : but, being in, A violet in the youth of primy nature,

Bear it, that the opposer may beware of thee. Forward, not permanent, sweet, not lasting, Give every man thine ear, but few thy voice : The perfume and suppliance of a minute ;

Take each man's censure 7, but reserve thy judge. No more.

ment. Oph. No more but so?

Costly thy habit, as thy purse can buy, Laer.

Think it no more : But not express'd in fancy ; rich, not gaudy: For nature, crescent 7, does not grow alone

For the apparel oft proclaims the man ; In thews 8, and bulk, but, as this temple waxes,

And they in France of the best rank and station, The inward service of the mind and soul

Are most select and generous 8, chief9 in that. Grows wide withal. Perhaps, he loves you now;

Neither a borrower, nor a lender be: And now no soil, nor cautel 9, doth besmirch ! For loan oft loses both itself and friend; The virtue of his will : but, you must fear,

And borrowing dulls the edge of husbandry His greatness weigh’d, his will is not his own; This above all, -To thine ownself be true; For he himself is subject to his birth :

And it must follow, as the night the day, He may not, as unvalued persons do,

Thou canst not then be false to any man. Carve for himself; for on his choice depends Farewell; my blessing season 'this in thee ! 6 That part of the helmet which protects the lower part of 2 Believing

3 Listen to.

4 Licentious the face, and may be lifted up.

7 Increasing.
$ Regards not his own lessons.

6 Write 8 Sinews. 9 Subtlety, deceit. 1 Discolour,

7 Opinion.
8 Noble. 9 Chiefly.

I Infix.



Laer. Most humbly do I take my leave, my lord. Ham. What hour now?
Pol. The time invites you ; go, your servants Hor.

I think, it lacks of twelve. tend.2

Mar. No, it is struck. Laer. Farewell, Ophelia; and remember well Hor. Indeed ? I heard it not; it then draws near What I have said to you.

the season, Oph.

"Tis in my memory lock'd, Wherein the spirit held his wont to walk. And you yourself shall keep the key of it.

[4 Flourish of Trumpets, and Ordnance shot off, Laer. Farewell !


within. Pol. What is't, Ophelia, he hath said to you? What does this mean, my lord ? Oph. So please you, something touching the lord Ham. The king doth wake to-night, and takes Hamlet.

his rouse?, Pol. Marry, well bethought:

Keeps wassels, and the swaggering up-spring reels; "Tis told me, he hath very oft of late

And, as he drains his draughts of Rhenish down, Given private time on you : and you yourself The kettle-drum and trumpet thus bray out Hlave of your audience been most free and boun- The triumph of his pledge. teous :


Is it a custom ? If it be so, (as so 'tis put on me,

Ham. Ay, marry, is't: And that in way of caution,) I must tell you, But to my mind, — though I am native here, You do not understand yourself so clearly,

And to the manner born, — it is a custom As it behoves my daughter, and your honour : More honour'd in the breach, than the observance. What is between you ? give me up the truth. This heavy-headed revel, east and west,

Oph. He hath my lord, of late, made many tenders, Makes us traduc'd and tax'd of other nations: Of his affection to me.

They clepe' us drunkards, and with swinish phrase Pol. Affection? Puh! you speak like a green girl, Soil our addition; and, indeed, it takes Unsifted in such perilous circumstance.

From our achievements, though perform’d at height, Do you believe his tenders, as you call them ? The pith and marrow of our attribute.

Oph. I do not know, my lord, what I should think. So oft it chances in particular men, Pol. Marry, I'll teach you; think yourself a That for some vicious mode of nature in them, baby ;

As, in their birth, (wherein they are not guilty, That you have ta'en these tenders for true pay Since nature cannot choose his origin,) Which are not sterling. Tender yourself more By the o'ergrowth of some complexion , dearly;

Oft breaking down the pales and forts of reason; Or (not to crack the wind of the poor phrase, Or by some habit, that too much o'er-leavens Wronging it thus,) you'll tender me a fool.

The form of plausive manners ; – that these men, Oph. My lord, he hath importun'd me with love, Carrying, I say, the stamp of one defect; In honourable fashion.

Being nature's livery, or fortune's star, – Pol. Ay, fashion you may call it; go to, go to. Their virtues else (be they as pure as grace, Oph. And hath given countenance to his speech, As infinite as man may undergo,)

Shall in the general censure take corruption With almost all the holy vows of heaven.

From that particular fault: The dram of base Pol. Ay, springes to catch woodcocks. I do know, Doth all the noble substance often dout", When the blood burns, how prodigal the soul To his own scandal. Lends the tongue vows: these blazes, daughter, Giving more light than heat, - extinct in both,

Enter Ghost. Even in their promise, as it is a making,


Look, my lord, it comes ! You must not take for fire. From this time,

Ham. Angels and ministers of grace defend us! Be somewhat scanter of your maiden presence ; Be thou a spirit of health, or goblin damn'd, Set your entreatments + at a higher rate,

Bring with thee airs from heaven, or blasts from Than a command to parley. For lord Hamlet,

hell, Believe so much in him, That he is young; Be thy intents wicked, or charitable, And with a larger tether may he walk,

Thou com’st in such a questionable 4 shape, Than may be given you : In few, Ophelia, That I will speak to thee; I'll call thee, Hamlet, Do not believe his vows, for they are brokers, King, father, royal Dane: 0, answer me: Not of that die which their investments show, Let me not burst in ignorance ! but tell, But mere implorators 5 of unholy suits,

Why thy canoniz'd bones, hearsed in death, Breathing like sanctified and pious bonds,

Have burst their cerements ! why the sepulchre, The better to beguile. This is for all, —

Wherein we saw thee quietly in-urn'd, I would not, in plain terms, from this time forth, Hath op'd his ponderous and marble jaws, Have you so slander any moment's leisure, To cast thee up again! What may this mean, As to give words or talk with the lord Hamlet.

That thou, dead corse, again, in complete steel Look to't, I charge you ; come your ways,

Revisit'st thus the glimpses of the moon, Oph. I shall obey, my lord.

(Exeunt. Making night hideous; and we fools of nature,

So horridly to shake our disposition,
SCENE IV. - The Platform.

With thoughts beyond the reaches of our souls ?

Say, why is this? wherefore? what should we do? Enter HAMLET, Horatio, and MARCELLUS.

Hor. It beckons you to go away with it,
Ham. The air bites shrewdly; it is very cold. As if it some impartment did desire
Hor. It is a nipping and an eager 6 air.

To you alone.
3 Untempted. 4 Company. 7 Jovial draught.

my lord,


Jollity > Jinplorers. 6 Sharp

3 Do out. 4 Conversable.

% Wait.

9 A dance,

1 Call.


me :

Mar. Look, with what courteous action Would harrow up thy soul; freeze thy young blood; It waves you to a more removed ground:

Make thy two eyes, like stars, start from their But do not go with it.

spheres; Hor. No, by no means.

Thy'knotted and combined locks to part, Ham. It will not speak; then I will follow it. And each particular hair to stand on end Hor. Do not, my lord.

Like quills upon the fretful porcupine: Ham.

Why, what should be the fear? But this eternal blazon 9 must not be I do not set my life at a pin's fee 5;

To ears of flesh and blood: - List, list, o list! And, for my soul, what can it do to that,

If thou didst ever thy dear father love, Being a thing immortal as itself?

Ham. O heaven! It waves me forth again ; — I'll follow it.

Ghost. Revenge his foul and most unnatural Hor. What, if it tempt you toward the flood, my

murder. lord,

Ham. Murder ? Or to the dreadful summit of the cliff,

Ghost. Murder most foul, as in the best it is; That beetles 6 o'er his base into the sea !

But this most foul, strange, and unnatural. And there assume some other horrible form,

Ham. Haste me to know it; that I, with wings Which might deprive your sovereignty of reason,

as swift And draw you into madness? think of it :

As meditation, or the thoughts of love, The very place puts toys 7 of desperation,

May sweep to my revenge. Without more motive, into every brain,


I find thee apt ; That looks so many fathoms to the sea,

And duller shouldst thou be than the fat weed And hears it roar beneath.

That rots itself in ease on Lethe wharf, Ham.

It waves me still : Wouldst thou not stir in this. Now, Hamlet, hear : Go on, I'll follow thee.

'Tis given out, that sleeping in mine orchard, Mar. You shall not go, my lord..

A serpent stung me; so the whole ear of Denmark Ham.

Hold off your hands. Is by a forged process of my death Hor. Be rul'd, you shall not go.

Rankly abus'd; but know, thou noble youth, Ham.

My fate cries out, The serpent that did sting thy father's life, And makes each petty artery in this body

Now wears his crown. As hardy as the Némean lion's nerve.

Ham. O, my prophetick soul! my uncle.

(Ghost beckons. Ghost. Ay, that incestuous, that adulterate beast, Still am I callid; — unhand me, gentlemen ; With witchcraft of his wit, with traitorous gifts,

[Breaking from them. (O wicked wit, and gifts, that have the power By heaven, I'll make a ghost of him that lets 8 So to seduce !) won to his shameful lust

The will of my most seeming virtuous queen : I say, away : Go on, I'll follow thee.

0, Hamlet, what a falling-off was there! [Exeunt Ghost and HAMLET.

From me, whose love was of that dignity, Hor. He waxes desperate with imagination. That it went hand in hand even with the vow Mar. Let's follow; 'tis not fit thus to obey him. I made to her in marriage ; and to decline Hor. Have after:- To what issue will this come? | Upon a wretch, whose natural gifts were poor Mar. Something is rotten in the state of Denmark. To those of mine! Hor. Heaven will direct it.

But, soft! methinks I scent the morning air; Mar.

Nay, let's follow him. Brief let me be : - Sleeping within mine orchard,

[Exeunt. My custom always of the afternoon,

Upon my secure hour thy uncle stole,
SCENE V. - A more remote Part of the Platform. With juice of cursed hebenon' in a vial,

And in the porches of mine ears did pour
Re-enter Ghost and HAMLET.

The leperous distilment: whose effect Ham. Whither wilt thou lead me? Speak, I'll go Holds such an enmity with blood of man, no further.

That, swift as quicksilver, it courses through
Ghost. Mark me.

The natural gates and alleys of the body;
I will.

And, with a sudden vigour, it doth posset

My hour is almost come, And curd, like eager droppings into milk,
When I to sulphurous and tormenting flames The thin and wholesome blood: so did it mine ;
Must render up myself.

And a most instant tetter bark'd about,
A las, poor ghost!

Most lazar-like ?, with vile and loathsome crust,
Ghost. Pity me not, but lend thy serious hearing All my smooth body.
To what I shall unfold.

Thus was I, sleeping, by a brother's hand,
Speak, I am bound to hear.

Of life, of crown, of queen, at once despatch'd 3: Ghost. So art thou to revenge, when thou shalt Cut off even in the blossoms of my sin, hear.

Unhousel'd', disappointed , unanel’d6; Ham. What?

No reckoning made, but sent to my account Ghost. I am thy father's spirit;

With all my imperfections on my head : Doom'd for a certain term to walk the night; 0, horrible! O, horrible! most horrible! And, for the day, confin’d to fast in fires,

If thou hast nature in thee, bear it not ; Till the foul crimes, done in my days of nature, Let not the royal bed of Denmark be Are burnt and purg'd away. But that I am forbid A couch for luxury and horrid incest. To tell the secrets of my prison-house,

3 Bereit. I could a tale unfold, whose lightest word

[ocr errors]

9 Display
1 Henbane. . Leprous.

4 Without having received the sacrament. 5 Value

7 Whims.
$ Hinders. s Unappointed, unprepared. 6 Without extreme unction.

6 Hangs.

But, howsoever thou pursu'st this act,


There's no offence, my lord. Taint not thy mind, nor let thy soul contrive Ham. Yes, by Saint Patrick, but there is, HoraAgainst thy mother aught; leave her to heaven,

tio, And to those thorns that in her bosom lodge, And much offence too. Touching this vision here, To prick and sting her. Fare thee well at once ! It is an honest ghost, that let ine tell you; The glow-worm shows the matin to be near. For your desire to know what is between us, And 'gins to pale his uneffectual fire:

O'er-master it as you may. And now, good friends, Adieu, adieu, adieu ! remember me. [Erit. As you are friends, scholars, and soldiers, Ham. O all you host of heaven! O earth! What Give me one poor request. else?


What is't, my lord ? And shall I couple hell ? — O fye!— Hold, hold, We will. my heart;

Ham. Never make known what you have seen And you, my sinews, grow not instant old,

to-night. But bear me stifly up! - Remember thee?

Hor. Mar. My lord, we will not. Ay, thou poor ghost, while memory holds a seat Ham.

Nay, but swear't. In this distracted globe. ? Remember thee?


In faith, Yea, from the table of my memory

My lord, not I. I'll wipe away all trivial fond records,


Nor I, my lord, in faith.
All saws 8 of books, all forms, all pressures past, Ham. Upon my sword.
That youth and observation copied there ;


We have sworn, my lord, already. And thy commandment all alone shall live

Ham. Indeed, upon my sword, indeed. Within the book and volume of my brain,

Ghost. (Beneath.] Swear. Unmix'd with baser matter : yes, by heaven.

Ham. Ha, ha, boy! say'st thou so? art thou O most pernicious woman !

there, true-penny? O villain, villain, smiling, damned villain !

Come on, — you hear this fellow in the cellarage, My tables, - meet it is, I set it down,

Consent to swear. That one may smile, and smile, and be a villain ; Hor.

Propose the oath, my lord. At least, I am sure,

may be so in Denmark : Ham. Never to speak of this that you have seen,

[Writing Swear by my sword.
So, uncle, there you are. Now to my word; Ghost. (Beneath.] Swear.
It is, Adieu, adieu ! remember me.

Ham. Hicfubique?' then we'll shiftour ground:I have sworn't.

Come hither, gentlemen, Hor. [Within.] My lord, my lord,

And lay your hands again upon my sword: Mar. [Within.] Lord Hamlet,

Swear by my sword : Hor. (Within.] Heaven secure him.

Never to speak of this that you have heard. Ham.

So be it! Ghost. [Beneath. ] Swear by his sword. Mar. [Within.] Illo, ho, ho, my lord !

Ham. Well said, old mole! canst work if the Hum. Hillo, ho, ho, boy! come, bird, come.

earth so fast ?

A worthy pioneer ! — Once more remove, good Enter Horatio and MARCELLUS.

friends. Mar. How is't, my noble lord ?

Hor. O day and night, but this is wondrous strange! Hor.

What news, my lord ? Ham. And therefore as a stranger give it welcome. Ham. O wonderful!

There are more things in heaven and earth, Horatio, Hor.

Good, my lord, tell it. Than are dreamt of in your philosophy. Нат.


But come;You will reveal it.

Here, as before, never, so help you mercy! Hor. Not I, my lord, by heaven.

How strange or odd soe'er I bear myself, Mar.

Nor I, my lord. As I, perchance, hereafter shall think meet Ham. How say you then : would heart of man To put an antick disposition on, once think it?

That you, at such times seeing me, never shall, But you'll be secret,

With arms encumber'd thus, or this head-shake, Hur. Mar.

Ay, by heaven, my lord. Or by pronouncing of some doubtful phrase, Ham. There's ne'er a villain, dwelling in all As, Well, well, we know ; — or, We could, an if we Denmark,

would ; - or, If we list to speak ; - or, There be, an But he's an arrant knave.

if they might; Hor. There needs no ghost, my lord, come from Or such ambiguous giving out, to note

That you know aught of me: — - This do you swear, To tell us this.

So grace and mercy at your most need help you! Ham. Why, right; you are in the right; Ghost. [Beneath.] Swear. And so, without more circumstance at all,

Ham. Rest, rest, perturbed spirit! So gentlemen, I hold it fit, that we shake hands, and part: With all my love I do commend me to you: You, as your business, and desire, shall point you;- And what so poor a man as Hamlet is For every man hath business, and desire,

May do, to express his love and friending to you, Such as it is, - and, for my own poor part,

Heaven willing, shall not lack. Let us go in toLook I will go pray:

Hor. These are but wild and whirling words, my | And still your fingers on your lips, I pray.

The time is out of joint; — O cursed spite !
Ham. I am sorry they offend you, heartily; yes, That ever I was born to set it right!
Faith, heartily.

Nay, come, let's go together.

(Ereunt. Savings, sentences. 9 Memorandurn book.

the grave,


1 Here and every where.

7 Head.


[ocr errors]

you, sir,

well :

very wild ;

SCENE I. - A Room in Polonius's House. Pol. And then, sir, does he this, — He does

What was I about to say ? — By the mass, I was Enter POLONIUS and REYNALDO.

about to say something: - Where did I leave ? Pul. Give him this money, and these notes, Rey

Rey. At, closes in the consequence. naldo.

Pol. At, closes in the consequence, - Ay, marry; Rey. I will, my lord.

He closes with you thus: I know the gentleman ; Pol. You shall do marvellous wisely, good Rey- I saw him yesterday, or t'other day, naldo,

Or then, or then; with such, or such ; and, as you say, Before you visit him, to make inquiry

There was he gaming; there o'ertook in his rouse ; Of his behaviour.

There falling out at tennis : or so forth.
My lord, I did intend it.

See you now;
Pol. Marry, well said : very well said. Look Your bait of falsehood takes this carp of truth :

And thus do we of wisdom and of reach,
Inquire me first what Danskers ? are in Paris ; With windlaces, and with assays of bias,
And bow, and who, what means, and where they By indirections find directions out;

So, by former lecture and advice,
What company, at what expence; and finding, Shall you, my son: You have me, have you not ?
By this encompassment and drift of question, Rey. My lord, I have.
That they do know my son, come you more nearer


Then, fare you well. Than your particular demands will touch it :

Rey. Good my lord,
Take you, as 'twere, some distant knowledge of him; Pol. Observe his inclination in yourself.
As thus, — I know his father, and his friends,

Rey. I shall, my lord.
And, in part, him; Do you mark this, Reynaldo? Pol. And let him ply his musick.
Rey. Ay, very well, my lord.


Well, my lord. (Erit. Pol. And, in part, him ; but, you may say, not

Enter OPHELIA. But, if 't be he I mean, he's

Pol. Farewell ! - How now, Ophelia ? what's the Addicted so and so ; — and there put on him

matter? What forgeries you please ; marry, none so rank Oph. O, my lord, my lord, I have been so af. As inay dislionour him; take heed of that:

frighted! But, sir, such wanton, wild, and usual slips,

Pol. With what, in the name of heaven? As are companions noted and most known

Oph. My lord, as I was sewing in my closet, To youth and liberty.

Lord Hamlet, — with his doublet all unbrac'd; Rey.

As gaming, my lord. No hat upon his head ; his stockings foul'd, Pol. Ay, or drinking, fencing, swearing, quar. Ungarter'd, and down-gyved * to his ankle; relling

Pale as his shirt; his knees knocking each other ; Rey. My lord, that would dishonour him. And with a look so piteous in purport,

Pol. 'Faith, no; as you may season it in the charge. As if he had been loosed out of hell, You must not put another scandal on him,

To speak of horrors, — he comes before me, That he is open to incontinency;

Pol. Mad for thy love ? That's not my meaning: but breathe his faults so Oph.

My lord, I do not know; quaintly,

But, truly, I do fear it. That they may seem the taints of liberty:


What said he ? The flash and out-break of a fiery mind;

Oph. He took me by the wrist, and held me hard; A savageness in unreclaimed blood,

Then goes he to the length of all his arm :
Of general assault.

And with his other hand thus o'er his brow,
But, my good lord,

He falls to such perusal of my face,
Pol. Wherefore should you do this ?

As he would draw it. Long stay'd he so; Rey.

Ay, my lord, At last, a little shaking of mine arm, I would know that.

And thrice his head thus waving up and down, Pol.

Marry, sir, here's my drift; He rais'd a sigh so piteous and profound, And, I believe, it is a fetch of warrant :

As it did seem to shatter all his bulk, You laying these slight sullies on my son,

And end his being : That done, he lets me go: As 'twere a thing a little soil'd i' the working, And, with his head over his shoulder turn'd,

He seem'd to find his way without his eyes;
Your party in converse, him you would sound, For out of doors he went without their helps,
Having ever seen in the prenominate 3 crimes, And, to the last, bended their light on me.
The youth you breathe of, guilty, be assur’d, Pol. Come, go with me; I will go seek the king.
He closes with you in this consequence;

This is the very ecstasy of love ;
Good sir, or so; or, friend, or gentleman, – Whose violent property foredoes 5 itself,
According to the phrase, or the addition,

And leads the will to desperate undertakings, Of man, and country.

As oft as any passion under heaven, Rey.

Very good, my lord. That does afflict our natures. I am sorry, * Danes 3 Already named. * Hanging down like fetters.

5 Destroy

Mark you,

[ocr errors]
« AnteriorContinuar »