THE TRAGEDY OF HAMLET, PRINCE OF DENMARK - 1600 WILLIAM SHAKESPEARE 4. Act III, Scene 4
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4. Act III, Scene 4
0 The Queen’s closet.
1 Enter Queen and Polonius.
2 Polonius.
3 He will come straight. Look you lay home to him.
4 Tell him his pranks have been too broad to bear with,
5 And that your Grace hath screen'd and stood between
6 Much heat and him. I'll silence me even here.
7 Pray you be round with him.
8 Hamlet.
9 [within]Mother, mother, mother!
10 Gertrude.
11 I'll warrant you; fear me not. Withdraw; I hear him coming.
12 [Polonius hides behind the arras.]
13 Enter Hamlet.
14 Hamlet.
15 Now, mother, what's the matter?
16 Gertrude.
17 Hamlet, thou hast thy father much offended.
18 Hamlet.
19 Mother, you have my father much offended.
20 Gertrude.
21 Come, come, you answer with an idle tongue.
22 Hamlet.
23 Go, go, you question with a wicked tongue.
24 Gertrude.
25 Why, how now, Hamlet?
26 Hamlet.
27 What's the matter now?
28 Gertrude.
29 Have you forgot me?
30 Hamlet.
31 No, by the rood, not so!
32 You are the Queen, your husband's brother's wife,
33 And(would it were not so!)you are my mother.
34 Gertrude.
35 Nay, then I'll set those to you that can speak.
36 Hamlet.
37 Come, come, and sit you down. You shall not budge;
38 You go not till I set you up a glass
39 Where you may see the inmost part of you.
40 Gertrude.
41 What wilt thou do? Thou wilt not murther me?
42 Help, help, ho!
43 Polonius.
44 [behind]What, ho! help, help, help!
45 Hamlet.
46 [draws]How now? a rat? Dead for a ducat, dead!
47 [Makes a pass through the arras and] kills Polonius.
48 Polonius.
49 [behind]O, I am slain!
50 Gertrude.
51 O me, what hast thou done?
52 Hamlet.
53 Nay, I know not. Is it the King?
54 Gertrude.
55 O, what a rash and bloody deed is this!
56 Hamlet.
57 A bloody deed- almost as bad, good mother,
58 As kill a king, and marry with his brother.
59 Gertrude.
60 As kill a king?
61 Hamlet.
62 Ay, lady, it was my word.
63 [Lifts up the arras and sees Polonius.]
64 Thou wretched, rash, intruding fool, farewell!
65 I took thee for thy better. Take thy fortune.
66 Thou find'st to be too busy is some danger.
67 Leave wringing of your hands. Peace! sit you down
68 And let me wring your heart; for so I shall
69 If it be made of penetrable stuff;
70 If damned custom have not braz'd it so
71 That it is proof and bulwark against sense.
72 Gertrude.
73 What have I done that thou dar'st wag thy tongue
74 In noise so rude against me?
75 Hamlet.
76 Such an act
77 That blurs the grace and blush of modesty;
78 Calls virtue hypocrite; takes off the rose
79 From the fair forehead of an innocent love,
80 And sets a blister there; makes marriage vows
81 As false as dicers' oaths. O, such a deed
82 As from the body of contraction plucks
83 The very soul, and sweet religion makes
84 A rhapsody of words! Heaven's face doth glow;
85 Yea, this solidity and compound mass,
86 With tristful visage, as against the doom,
87 Is thought-sick at the act.
88 Gertrude.
89 Ah me, what act,
90 That roars so loud and thunders in the index?
91 Hamlet.
92 Look here upon th's picture, and on this,
93 The counterfeit presentment of two brothers.
94 See what a grace was seated on this brow;
95 Hyperion's curls; the front of Jove himself;
96 An eye like Mars, to threaten and command;
97 A station like the herald Mercury
98 New lighted on a heaven-kissing hill:
99 A combination and a form indeed
100 Where every god did seem to set his seal
101 To give the world assurance of a man.
102 This was your husband. Look you now what follows.
103 Here is your husband, like a mildew'd ear
104 Blasting his wholesome brother. Have you eyes?
105 Could you on this fair mountain leave to feed,
106 And batten on this moor? Ha! have you eyes
107 You cannot call it love; for at your age
108 The heyday in the blood is tame, it's humble,
109 And waits upon the judgment; and what judgment
110 Would step from this to this? Sense sure you have,
111 Else could you not have motion; but sure that sense
112 Is apoplex'd; for madness would not err,
113 Nor sense to ecstacy was ne'er so thrall'd
114 But it reserv'd some quantity of choice
115 To serve in such a difference. What devil was't
116 That thus hath cozen'd you at hoodman-blind?
117 Eyes without feeling, feeling without sight,
118 Ears without hands or eyes, smelling sans all,
119 Or but a sickly part of one true sense
120 Could not so mope.
121 O shame! where is thy blush? Rebellious hell,
122 If thou canst mutine in a matron's bones,
123 To flaming youth let virtue be as wax
124 And melt in her own fire. Proclaim no shame
125 When the compulsive ardour gives the charge,
126 Since frost itself as actively doth burn,
127 And reason panders will.
128 Gertrude.
129 O Hamlet, speak no more!
130 Thou turn'st mine eyes into my very soul,
131 And there I see such black and grained spots
132 As will not leave their tinct.
133 Hamlet.
134 Nay, but to live
135 In the rank sweat of an enseamed bed,
136 Stew'd in corruption, honeying and making love
137 Over the nasty sty!
138 Gertrude.
139 O, speak to me no more!
140 These words like daggers enter in mine ears.
141 No more, sweet Hamlet!
142 Hamlet.
143 A murtherer and a villain!
144 A slave that is not twentieth part the tithe
145 Of your precedent lord; a vice of kings;
146 A cutpurse of the empire and the rule,
147 That from a shelf the precious diadem stole
148 And put it in his pocket!
149 Gertrude.
150 No more!
151 Enter the Ghost in his nightgown.
152 Hamlet.
153 A king of shreds and patches!-
154 Save me and hover o'er me with your wings,
155 You heavenly guards! What would your gracious figure?
156 Gertrude.
157 Alas, he's mad!
158 Hamlet.
159 Do you not come your tardy son to chide,
160 That, laps'd in time and passion, lets go by
161 Th' important acting of your dread command?
162 O, say!
163 Father's Ghost.
164 Do not forget. This visitation
165 Is but to whet thy almost blunted purpose.
166 But look, amazement on thy mother sits.
167 O, step between her and her fighting soul
168 Conceit in weakest bodies strongest works.
169 Speak to her, Hamlet.
170 Hamlet.
171 How is it with you, lady?
172 Gertrude.
173 Alas, how is't with you,
174 That you do bend your eye on vacancy,
175 And with th' encorporal air do hold discourse?
176 Forth at your eyes your spirits wildly peep;
177 And, as the sleeping soldiers in th' alarm,
178 Your bedded hairs, like life in excrements,
179 Start up and stand an end. O gentle son,
180 Upon the heat and flame of thy distemper
181 Sprinkle cool patience! Whereon do you look?
182 Hamlet.
183 On him, on him! Look you how pale he glares!
184 His form and cause conjoin'd, preaching to stones,
185 Would make them capable.- Do not look upon me,
186 Lest with this piteous action you convert
187 My stern effects. Then what I have to do
188 Will want true colour- tears perchance for blood.
189 Gertrude.
190 To whom do you speak this?
191 Hamlet.
192 Do you see nothing there?
193 Gertrude.
194 Nothing at all; yet all that is I see.
195 Hamlet.
196 Nor did you nothing hear?
197 Gertrude.
198 No, nothing but ourselves.
199 Hamlet.
200 Why, look you there! Look how it steals away!
201 My father, in his habit as he liv'd!
202 Look where he goes even now out at the portal!
203 Exit Ghost.
204 Gertrude.
205 This is the very coinage of your brain.
206 This bodiless creation ecstasy
207 Is very cunning in.
208 Hamlet.
209 Ecstasy?
210 My pulse as yours doth temperately keep time
211 And makes as healthful music. It is not madness
212 That I have utt'red. Bring me to the test,
213 And I the matter will reword; which madness
214 Would gambol from. Mother, for love of grace,
215 Lay not that flattering unction to your soul
216 That not your trespass but my madness speaks.
217 It will but skin and film the ulcerous place,
218 Whiles rank corruption, mining all within,
219 Infects unseen. Confess yourself to heaven;
220 Repent what's past; avoid what is to come;
221 And do not spread the compost on the weeds
222 To make them ranker. Forgive me this my virtue;
223 For in the fatness of these pursy times
224 Virtue itself of vice must pardon beg-
225 Yea, curb and woo for leave to do him good.
226 Gertrude.
227 O Hamlet, thou hast cleft my heart in twain.
228 Hamlet.
229 O, throw away the worser part of it,
230 And live the purer with the other half,
231 Good night- but go not to my uncle's bed.
232 Assume a virtue, if you have it not.
233 That monster, custom, who all sense doth eat
234 Of habits evil, is angel yet in this,
235 That to the use of actions fair and good
236 He likewise gives a frock or livery,
237 That aptly is put on. Refrain to-night,
238 And that shall lend a kind of easiness
239 To the next abstinence; the next more easy;
240 For use almost can change the stamp of nature,
241 And either[master]the devil, or throw him out
242 With wondrous potency. Once more, good night;
243 And when you are desirous to be blest,
244 I'll blessing beg of you.- For this same lord,
245 I do repent; but heaven hath pleas'd it so,
246 To punish me with this, and this with me,
247 That I must be their scourge and minister.
248 I will bestow him, and will answer well
249 The death I gave him. So again, good night.
250 I must be cruel, only to be kind;
251 Thus bad begins, and worse remains behind.
252 One word more, good lady.
253 Gertrude.
254 What shall I do?
255 Hamlet.
256 Not this, by no means, that I bid you do:
257 Let the bloat King tempt you again to bed;
258 Pinch wanton on your cheek; call you his mouse;
259 And let him, for a pair of reechy kisses,
260 Or paddling in your neck with his damn'd fingers,
261 Make you to ravel all this matter out,
262 That I essentially am not in madness,
263 But mad in craft. 'Twere good you let him know;
264 For who that's but a queen, fair, sober, wise,
265 Would from a paddock, from a bat, a gib
266 Such dear concernings hide? Who would do so?
267 No, in despite of sense and secrecy,
268 Unpeg the basket on the house's top,
269 Let the birds fly, and like the famous ape,
270 To try conclusions, in the basket creep
271 And break your own neck down.
272 Gertrude.
273 Be thou assur'd, if words be made of breath,
274 And breath of life, I have no life to breathe
275 What thou hast said to me.
276 Hamlet.
277 I must to England; you know that?
278 Gertrude.
279 Alack,
280 I had forgot! 'Tis so concluded on.
281 Hamlet.
282 There's letters seal'd; and my two schoolfellows,
283 Whom I will trust as I will adders fang'd,
284 They bear the mandate; they must sweep my way
285 And marshal me to knavery. Let it work;
286 For 'tis the sport to have the enginer
287 Hoist with his own petar; and 't shall go hard
288 But I will delve one yard below their mines
289 And blow them at the moon. O, 'tis most sweet
290 When in one line two crafts directly meet.
291 This man shall set me packing.
292 I'll lug the guts into the neighbour room.-
293 Mother, good night.- Indeed, this counsellor
294 Is now most still, most secret, and most grave,
295 Who was in life a foolish peating knave.
296 Come, sir, to draw toward an end with you.
297 Good night, mother.
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