THE TRAGEDY OF HAMLET, PRINCE OF DENMARK - 1600 WILLIAM SHAKESPEARE 1. Act III, Scene 1
◈ The Tragedy of Hamlet, Prince of Denmark (햄릿) ◈
1. Act III, Scene 1
0 Elsinore. A room in the Castle.
1 Enter King, Queen, Polonius, Ophelia, Rosencrantz, Guildenstern,
2 and Lords.
3 Claudius.
4 And can you by no drift of circumstance
5 Get from him why he puts on this confusion,
6 Grating so harshly all his days of quiet
7 With turbulent and dangerous lunacy?
8 Rosencrantz.
9 He does confess he feels himself distracted,
10 But from what cause he will by no means speak.
11 Guildenstern.
12 Nor do we find him forward to be sounded,
13 But with a crafty madness keeps aloof
14 When we would bring him on to some confession
15 Of his true state.
16 Gertrude.
17 Did he receive you well?
18 Rosencrantz.
19 Most like a gentleman.
20 Guildenstern.
21 But with much forcing of his disposition.
22 Rosencrantz.
23 Niggard of question, but of our demands
24 Most free in his reply.
25 Gertrude.
26 Did you assay him
27 To any pastime?
28 Rosencrantz.
29 Madam, it so fell out that certain players
30 We o'erraught on the way. Of these we told him,
31 And there did seem in him a kind of joy
32 To hear of it. They are here about the court,
33 And, as I think, they have already order
34 This night to play before him.
35 Polonius.
36 'Tis most true;
37 And he beseech'd me to entreat your Majesties
38 To hear and see the matter.
39 Claudius.
40 With all my heart, and it doth much content me
41 To hear him so inclin'd.
42 Good gentlemen, give him a further edge
43 And drive his purpose on to these delights.
44 Rosencrantz.
45 We shall, my lord.
46 Exeunt Rosencrantz and Guildenstern.
47 Claudius.
48 Sweet Gertrude, leave us too;
49 For we have closely sent for Hamlet hither,
50 That he, as 'twere by accident, may here
51 Affront Ophelia.
52 Her father and myself(lawful espials)
53 Will so bestow ourselves that, seeing unseen,
54 We may of their encounter frankly judge
55 And gather by him, as he is behav'd,
56 If't be th' affliction of his love, or no,
57 That thus he suffers for.
58 Gertrude.
59 I shall obey you;
60 And for your part, Ophelia, I do wish
61 That your good beauties be the happy cause
62 Of Hamlet's wildness. So shall I hope your virtues
63 Will bring him to his wonted way again,
64 To both your honours.
65 Ophelia.
66 Madam, I wish it may.
67 [Exit Queen.]
68 Polonius.
69 Ophelia, walk you here.- Gracious, so please you,
70 We will bestow ourselves.-[To Ophelia]Read on this book,
71 That show of such an exercise may colour
72 Your loneliness.- We are oft to blame in this,
73 'Tis too much prov'd, that with devotion's visage
74 And pious action we do sugar o'er
75 The Devil himself.
76 Claudius.
77 [aside]O, 'tis too true!
78 How smart a lash that speech doth give my conscience!
79 The harlot's cheek, beautied with plast'ring art,
80 Is not more ugly to the thing that helps it
81 Than is my deed to my most painted word.
82 O heavy burthen!
83 Polonius.
84 I hear him coming. Let's withdraw, my lord.
85 Exeunt King and Polonius].
86 Enter Hamlet.
87 Hamlet.
88 To be, or not to be- that is the question:
89 Whether 'tis nobler in the mind to suffer
90 The slings and arrows of outrageous fortune
91 Or to take arms against a sea of troubles,
92 And by opposing end them. To die- to sleep-
93 No more; and by a sleep to say we end
94 The heartache, and the thousand natural shocks
95 That flesh is heir to. 'Tis a consummation
96 Devoutly to be wish'd. To die- to sleep.
97 To sleep- perchance to dream: ay, there's the rub!
98 For in that sleep of death what dreams may come
99 When we have shuffled off this mortal coil,
100 Must give us pause. There's the respect
101 That makes calamity of so long life.
102 For who would bear the whips and scorns of time,
103 Th' oppressor's wrong, the proud man's contumely,
104 The pangs of despis'd love, the law's delay,
105 The insolence of office, and the spurns
106 That patient merit of th' unworthy takes,
107 When he himself might his quietus make
108 With a bare bodkin? Who would these fardels bear,
109 To grunt and sweat under a weary life,
110 But that the dread of something after death-
111 The undiscover'd country, from whose bourn
112 No traveller returns- puzzles the will,
113 And makes us rather bear those ills we have
114 Than fly to others that we know not of?
115 Thus conscience does make cowards of us all,
116 And thus the native hue of resolution
117 Is sicklied o'er with the pale cast of thought,
118 And enterprises of great pith and moment
119 With this regard their currents turn awry
120 And lose the name of action.- Soft you now!
121 The fair Ophelia!- Nymph, in thy orisons
122 Be all my sins rememb'red.
123 Ophelia.
124 Good my lord,
125 How does your honour for this many a day?
126 Hamlet.
127 I humbly thank you; well, well, well.
128 Ophelia.
129 My lord, I have remembrances of yours
130 That I have longed long to re-deliver.
131 I pray you, now receive them.
132 Hamlet.
133 No, not I!
134 I never gave you aught.
135 Ophelia.
136 My honour'd lord, you know right well you did,
137 And with them words of so sweet breath compos'd
138 As made the things more rich. Their perfume lost,
139 Take these again; for to the noble mind
140 Rich gifts wax poor when givers prove unkind.
141 There, my lord.
142 Hamlet.
143 Ha, ha! Are you honest?
144 Ophelia.
145 My lord?
146 Hamlet.
147 Are you fair?
148 Ophelia.
149 What means your lordship?
150 Hamlet.
151 That if you be honest and fair, your honesty should admit no
152 discourse to your beauty.
153 Ophelia.
154 Could beauty, my lord, have better commerce than with honesty?
155 Hamlet.
156 Ay, truly; for the power of beauty will sooner transform
157 honesty from what it is to a bawd than the force of honesty can
158 translate beauty into his likeness. This was sometime a paradox,
159 but now the time gives it proof. I did love you once.
160 Ophelia.
161 Indeed, my lord, you made me believe so.
162 Hamlet.
163 You should not have believ'd me; for virtue cannot so
164 inoculate our old stock but we shall relish of it. I loved you
165 not.
166 Ophelia.
167 I was the more deceived.
168 Hamlet.
169 Get thee to a nunnery! Why wouldst thou be a breeder of
170 sinners? I am myself indifferent honest, but yet I could accuse
171 me of such things that it were better my mother had not borne me.
172 I am very proud, revengeful, ambitious; with more offences at my
173 beck than I have thoughts to put them in, imagination to give
174 them shape, or time to act them in. What should such fellows as I
175 do, crawling between earth and heaven? We are arrant knaves all;
176 believe none of us. Go thy ways to a nunnery. Where's your
177 father?
178 Ophelia.
179 At home, my lord.
180 Hamlet.
181 Let the doors be shut upon him, that he may play the fool
182 nowhere but in's own house. Farewell.
183 Ophelia.
184 O, help him, you sweet heavens!
185 Hamlet.
186 If thou dost marry, I'll give thee this plague for thy dowry:
187 be thou as chaste as ice, as pure as snow, thou shalt not escape
188 calumny. Get thee to a nunnery. Go, farewell. Or if thou wilt
189 needs marry, marry a fool; for wise men know well enough what
190 monsters you make of them. To a nunnery, go; and quickly too.
191 Farewell.
192 Ophelia.
193 O heavenly powers, restore him!
194 Hamlet.
195 I have heard of your paintings too, well enough. God hath
196 given you one face, and you make yourselves another. You jig, you
197 amble, and you lisp; you nickname God's creatures and make your
198 wantonness your ignorance. Go to, I'll no more on't! it hath made
199 me mad. I say, we will have no moe marriages. Those that are
200 married already- all but one- shall live; the rest shall keep as
201 they are. To a nunnery, go.[Exit.]
202 Ophelia.
203 O, what a noble mind is here o'erthrown!
204 The courtier's, scholar's, soldier's, eye, tongue, sword,
205 Th' expectancy and rose of the fair state,
206 The glass of fashion and the mould of form,
207 Th' observ'd of all observers- quite, quite down!
208 And I, of ladies most deject and wretched,
209 That suck'd the honey of his music vows,
210 Now see that noble and most sovereign reason,
211 Like sweet bells jangled, out of tune and harsh;
212 That unmatch'd form and feature of blown youth
213 Blasted with ecstasy. O, woe is me
214 T' have seen what I have seen, see what I see!
215 Enter King and Polonius.
216 Claudius.
217 Love? his affections do not that way tend;
218 Nor what he spake, though it lack'd form a little,
219 Was not like madness. There's something in his soul
220 O'er which his melancholy sits on brood;
221 And I do doubt the hatch and the disclose
222 Will be some danger; which for to prevent,
223 I have in quick determination
224 Thus set it down: he shall with speed to England
225 For the demand of our neglected tribute.
226 Haply the seas, and countries different,
227 With variable objects, shall expel
228 This something-settled matter in his heart,
229 Whereon his brains still beating puts him thus
230 From fashion of himself. What think you on't?
231 Polonius.
232 It shall do well. But yet do I believe
233 The origin and commencement of his grief
234 Sprung from neglected love.- How now, Ophelia?
235 You need not tell us what Lord Hamlet said.
236 We heard it all.- My lord, do as you please;
237 But if you hold it fit, after the play
238 Let his queen mother all alone entreat him
239 To show his grief. Let her be round with him;
240 And I'll be plac'd so please you, in the ear
241 Of all their conference. If she find him not,
242 To England send him; or confine him where
243 Your wisdom best shall think.
244 Claudius.
245 It shall be so.
246 Madness in great ones must not unwatch'd go.[Exeunt.]
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