THE TRAGEDY OF HAMLET, PRINCE OF DENMARK - 1600 WILLIAM SHAKESPEARE 3. ACT I, SCENE 3
◈ The Tragedy of Hamlet, Prince of Denmark (햄릿) ◈
3. Act I, Scene 3
0 Elsinore. A room in the house of Polonius.
1 Enter Laertes and Ophelia.
2 Laertes.
3 My necessaries are embark'd. Farewell.
4 And, sister, as the winds give benefit
5 And convoy is assistant, do not sleep,
6 But let me hear from you.
7 Ophelia.
8 Do you doubt that?
9 Laertes.
10 For Hamlet, and the trifling of his favour,
11 Hold it a fashion, and a toy in blood;
12 A violet in the youth of primy nature,
13 Forward, not permanent- sweet, not lasting;
14 The perfume and suppliance of a minute;
15 No more.
16 Ophelia.
17 No more but so?
18 Laertes.
19 Think it no more.
20 For nature crescent does not grow alone
21 In thews and bulk; but as this temple waxes,
22 The inward service of the mind and soul
23 Grows wide withal. Perhaps he loves you now,
24 And now no soil nor cautel doth besmirch
25 The virtue of his will; but you must fear,
26 His greatness weigh'd, his will is not his own;
27 For he himself is subject to his birth.
28 He may not, as unvalued persons do,
29 Carve for himself, for on his choice depends
30 The safety and health of this whole state,
31 And therefore must his choice be circumscrib'd
32 Unto the voice and yielding of that body
33 Whereof he is the head. Then if he says he loves you,
34 It fits your wisdom so far to believe it
35 As he in his particular act and place
36 May give his saying deed; which is no further
37 Than the main voice of Denmark goes withal.
38 Then weigh what loss your honour may sustain
39 If with too credent ear you list his songs,
40 Or lose your heart, or your chaste treasure open
41 To his unmast'red importunity.
42 Fear it, Ophelia, fear it, my dear sister,
43 And keep you in the rear of your affection,
44 Out of the shot and danger of desire.
45 The chariest maid is prodigal enough
46 If she unmask her beauty to the moon.
47 Virtue itself scopes not calumnious strokes.
48 The canker galls the infants of the spring
49 Too oft before their buttons be disclos'd,
50 And in the morn and liquid dew of youth
51 Contagious blastments are most imminent.
52 Be wary then; best safety lies in fear.
53 Youth to itself rebels, though none else near.
54 Ophelia.
55 I shall th' effect of this good lesson keep
56 As watchman to my heart. But, good my brother,
57 Do not as some ungracious pastors do,
58 Show me the steep and thorny way to heaven,
59 Whiles, like a puff'd and reckless libertine,
60 Himself the primrose path of dalliance treads
61 And recks not his own rede.
62 Laertes.
63 O, fear me not!
64 [Enter Polonius. ]
65 I stay too long. But here my father comes.
66 A double blessing is a double grace;
67 Occasion smiles upon a second leave.
68 Polonius.
69 Yet here, Laertes? Aboard, aboard, for shame!
70 The wind sits in the shoulder of your sail,
71 And you are stay'd for. There- my blessing with thee!
72 And these few precepts in thy memory
73 Look thou character. Give thy thoughts no tongue,
74 Nor any unproportion'd thought his act.
75 Be thou familiar, but by no means vulgar:
76 Those friends thou hast, and their adoption tried,
77 Grapple them unto thy soul with hoops of steel;
78 But do not dull thy palm with entertainment
79 Of each new-hatch'd, unfledg'd comrade. Beware
80 Of entrance to a quarrel; but being in,
81 Bear't that th' opposed may beware of thee.
82 Give every man thine ear, but few thy voice;
83 Take each man's censure, but reserve thy judgment.
84 Costly thy habit as thy purse can buy,
85 But not express'd in fancy; rich, not gaudy;
86 For the apparel oft proclaims the man,
87 And they in France of the best rank and station
88 Are most select and generous, chief in that.
89 Neither a borrower nor a lender be;
90 For loan oft loses both itself and friend,
91 And borrowing dulls the edge of husbandry.
92 This above all- to thine own self be true,
93 And it must follow, as the night the day,
94 Thou canst not then be false to any man.
95 Farewell. My blessing season this in thee!
96 Laertes.
97 Most humbly do I take my leave, my lord.
98 Polonius.
99 The time invites you. Go, your servants tend.
100 Laertes.
101 Farewell, Ophelia, and remember well
102 What I have said to you.
103 Ophelia.
104 'Tis in my memory lock'd,
105 And you yourself shall keep the key of it.
106 Laertes.
107 Farewell.[Exit.]
108 Polonius.
109 What is't, Ophelia, he hath said to you?
110 Ophelia.
111 So please you, something touching the Lord Hamlet.
112 Polonius.
113 Marry, well bethought!
114 'Tis told me he hath very oft of late
115 Given private time to you, and you yourself
116 Have of your audience been most free and bounteous.
117 If it be so- as so 'tis put on me,
118 And that in way of caution- I must tell you
119 You do not understand yourself so clearly
120 As it behooves my daughter and your honour.
121 What is between you? Give me up the truth.
122 Ophelia.
123 He hath, my lord, of late made many tenders
124 Of his affection to me.
125 Polonius.
126 Affection? Pooh! You speak like a green girl,
127 Unsifted in such perilous circumstance.
128 Do you believe his tenders, as you call them?
129 Ophelia.
130 I do not know, my lord, what I should think,
131 Polonius.
132 Marry, I will teach you! Think yourself a baby
133 That you have ta'en these tenders for true pay,
134 Which are not sterling. Tender yourself more dearly,
135 Or(not to crack the wind of the poor phrase,
136 Running it thus)you'll tender me a fool.
137 Ophelia.
138 My lord, he hath importun'd me with love
139 In honourable fashion.
140 Polonius.
141 Ay, fashion you may call it. Go to, go to!
142 Ophelia.
143 And hath given countenance to his speech, my lord,
144 With almost all the holy vows of heaven.
145 Polonius.
146 Ay, springes to catch woodcocks! I do know,
147 When the blood burns, how prodigal the soul
148 Lends the tongue vows. These blazes, daughter,
149 Giving more light than heat, extinct in both
150 Even in their promise, as it is a-making,
151 You must not take for fire. From this time
152 Be something scanter of your maiden presence.
153 Set your entreatments at a higher rate
154 Than a command to parley. For Lord Hamlet,
155 Believe so much in him, that he is young,
156 And with a larger tether may he walk
157 Than may be given you. In few, Ophelia,
158 Do not believe his vows; for they are brokers,
159 Not of that dye which their investments show,
160 But mere implorators of unholy suits,
161 Breathing like sanctified and pious bawds,
162 The better to beguile. This is for all:
163 I would not, in plain terms, from this time forth
164 Have you so slander any moment leisure
165 As to give words or talk with the Lord Hamlet.
166 Look to't, I charge you. Come your ways.
167 Ophelia.
168 I shall obey, my lord.
169 Exeunt.
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