Hamlet: Act 3 Scene 1 pt. 2

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  • O help him, you sweet heavens.
  • Let the doors be shut upon him, that he may play the fool nowhere but in's own house. Farewell.
  • Heavenly powers, restore him.
  • If thou dost marry, I'll give thee this plague for thy dowry: be thou chaste as ice, as pure as snow, thou shalt not escape calumny. Get thee to a nunnery, farewell. Of if thou wilt needs marry, marry a fool; for wise men know well enough what monsters you make of them. To a nunnery, go-and quickly too. Farewell.
  • I have heard of your paintings well enough. God hath given you one face and you make yourselves another. You jig and amble, and you lisp, you nickname God's creatures, and make your wantonness your ignorance. Go to, I'll no more on't, it hath made me mad. I say we will have no mo marriage. Those that are married already-all but one-shall live; the rest shall keep as they are. To a nunnery, go.
  • O, what a noble mind is here o'erthrown! The courtier's, soldier's, scholar's, eye, tongue, sword, Th'expectency and rose of the fair state, The glass of fashion and the mould of form, Th'observ'd of all observers, quite, quite down! And I, of ladies most deject and wretched, That suck'd the honey of his music vows, Now see that noble and most sovereign reason like sweet bells jangled out of tune and harsh, that unmatch'd form and feature of blown youth blasted with ecstacy. O woe is me t'have seen what I have seen, see what I see.
  • Love? His affections do not that way tend, nor what he spake, though it lack'd form a little, was not like madness. There's something in his soul, o'er which his melancholy sits on brood, and I do doubt the hatch and the disclose will be some danger; which for to prevent, I have in quick determination, thus set it down: he shall with speed to England, for the demand of our neglected tribute. Haply the seas and countries different, with variable objects, shall expel. This something settled in his heart, whereon his brains still beating puts him thus from fashion himself. What think you on't?
  • The King and Polonius come into the room, after Hamlet leaves. They were hiding in the other room, so that they could listen in on his and Ophelia's conversation.
  • It shall do well. But yet do I believe the origin and commencement of his grief sprung from neglected love. How now Ophelia? You need not tell us what Lord Hamlet said, we heard it all. My lord, do as you please, but if you do hold it fit, after the play, let his queen-mother all alone entreat him, to show his grief, be round with him. And I'll be plac'd, so please you, in the ear of all their conference. If she find him not, to England send him; or confine him where your wisdom best shall think.
  • The End.
  • It shall be so. Madness in great ones must not unwatch'd go.
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