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ACT II. SCENE I.-A Room in Polonius's House.
Enter POLONIUS and REYNALDO.
Pól. You shall do marvellous wisely,
good Reynaldo, Before you visit him, to make inquiry Of his behaviour.
My lord, I did intend it. Pol. Marry, well said : very well said. Look
you, sir, Inquire me first what Danskers are in Paris ; And how, and who, what means, and where
they keep, What company, at what expense; and finding, By this encompassment and drift of question, That they do know my son, come you more
nearer Than your particular demands will touch it : Take you, as 'twere, some distant knowledge of
him ; As thus, -í know his father, and his friends, And, in part, him, -do you mark this, Rey.
naldo? Rey. Ay, very well, my lord. Pol. And, in part, him ;-but, you may say,
not well: But if't be he I mean, he's very wild ; Addicted—so and so ;-and there put on him
What forgeries you please ; marry, none so rank
As gaming, my lord.
Rey. My lord, that would dishonour him.
But, my good lord, -
Ay, my lord, I would know that. Pol.
Marry, sir, here's my drift ; And, I believe, it is a fetch of warrant : You laying these slight sullies on my son, As 'twere a thing a little soil'd i' the working, Mark you, Your party in converse, him you would sound, Having ever seen, in the prenominate crimes, The youth you breathe of, guilty, be assured, He closes with you in this consequence; Good sir, or so; or friend, or gentleman, According to the phrase and the addition, Of man, and country.
Rey. Very good, my lord. · Pol. And then, sir, does he this,—he does-What was I about to say ? I was about to say something :—where did I
leave ? Rey. At closes in the consequence. At friend, or so, and gentleman.
Pol. At, closes in the consequence,-ay, marry; He closes with you thus :- I know the gentie
man; I saw him yesterday, or tother day, Or then, or then ; with such, and such; and, as
Rey. My lord, I have.
God be wi' you; fare you well.
Well, my lord. Pol. Farewell !
[Exit REYNALDO. Enter Ophelia. How now, Ophelia ? what's the matter? Oph. Alas, my lord, I have been so affrighted !
Pol. With what, in the name of heaven?
And with a look so piteous in purport,
Pol. Mad for thy love?
My lord, I do not know ;
What said he ? Oph. He took me by the wrist, and held me
Pol. Go with me; I will go seek the king.
What, have you given him any hard words of
late? Oph. No, my good lord ; but, as you did
That hath made him mad.
jealousy! It seems it is as proper to our age To cast beyond ourselves in our opinions, As it is common for the younger sort To lack discretion. Come, go we to the king : This must be known ; which, being kept close,
might move More grief to hide than hate to utter love.
SCENE II.--A Room in the Castle. Enter KING, QUEEN, ROSENCRANTZ, GUILDENSTERN,
and Attendants. King. Welcome, dear Rosencrantz, and
Guildenstern! Moreover that we much did long to see you, The need we have to use you did provoke Our hasty sending. Something have you heard Of Hamlet's transformation ; so I call'it, Since not the exterior nor the inward man Resembles that it was. What it should be, More than his father's death, that thus hath put
him So much from the understanding of himself,