though the memory of our dear dead brother , the former king is fresh, and our hearts still grieve, we delight in our marriage to his former wife. Our sometimes sister is now our queen. Despite the sadness we all feel, we must keep our chins up and look to the future
Hamlet my new nephew and now son, how is it that a dark clouds still hang on you
good Hamlet, do not forever be seeking out your noble father in the dust. You know that all that live must die in order to pass into eternity
Ay, madam, i know
you mourn your father, and that is right but remember that your father lost a father and that fathers father lost one too. Its not manly to grieve to much. Stop brooding over your fathers death. Start thinking of me as your father. After all you are the next in line for the throne and i feel all the love for you that a father feels for his son.
I dont merely appear depressed, madam how i look on the outside is nothing compared to how I feel on the inside
Then why do you continue to appear so depressed
Hello lord hamlet
O that this too, too solid flesh would melt. How weary stale and flat this world seems to me now. it is but an untended garden where weeds grow out of control.
A beast would have mourned longer than my mother. Frailty . thy name is woman not even a month after my fathers death and she is married to my fathers brother. O the wicked speed of it. No good will come from it. But break my heart for I must hold my tongue
not long ago. i came for your fathers funeral
indeed my lord it followed soon after the other event
thrift Thrift Horatio. My mother didnt want to wast any leftover foods from the funeral and used them for the wedding feast. You know I would have rather fought my worst foe than attend that wedding. All i could think of was my father
I think you came for my mothers wedding
its good to see you well Horatio . when did you get back from the university
my lord i think i saw him yesterday
The king your father
saw whom
I will go to the watch tonight perchance the spirit will walk again. If it assumes my nobel fathers person I will speak to it and hell itself shall not hold my peace