Hamlet makes it abundantly obvious that he hates his uncle for being a homewrecker, and his distaste for his mother is also obvious. Claudius gives his generic rant and hamlet listens, wincing at every moment. I sense that Hamlet is holding back many emotions in this scene due to his suspicion of Claudius' involvement with the death of King Hamlet.
My dear Hamlet, stop wearing these black clothes, and be friendly to the king. You can’t spend your whole life with your eyes to the ground remembering your noble father. It happens all the time, what lives must die eventually, passing to eternity.
Yes, mother, it happens all the time.
Really, though? Two months and you marry Claudius?
So why does it seem so particular to you?
“Seem,” mother? No, it is. I don’t know what you mean by “seem.” Neither my black clothes, my dear mother, nor my heavy sighs, nor my weeping, nor my downcast eyes, nor any other display of grief can show what I really feel. It’s true that all these things “seem” like grief, since a person could use them to fake grief if he wanted to. But I’ve got more real grief inside me that you could ever see on the surface. These clothes are just a hint of it.
Hamlet, you are so sweet and such a good son to mourn your father like this. But you have to remember, that your father lost his father, who lost his father before him, and every time, each son has had to mourn his father for a certain period. But overdoing it is just stubborn...
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