Queen. What have I done, that thou dar'ft wag thy In noise fo rude against me? Ham. Such an act, [tongue : That blurs the grace and blufh of modesty; With triftful vifage; and, as 'gainst the doom,. Queen. Ay me! what act? Ham. That roars fo loud, it thunders to the Indies, Look here upon this picture, and on this, The counterfeit prefentment of two brothers. "See, what a grace was feated on this brow; Hyperion's curls; the front of Jove himself +; "An eye, like Mars, to threaten or command; A ftation, like the herald Mercury 66 New-lighted on a heaven-kiffing hill; "A combination, and a form indeed, "Where every god did seem to fet his fcal, "To give the world affurance of a man. "This was your husband.-Look you now, what fol "Here is your husband, like a mildew'd ear, [lows; Blafting his wholfome brother. Have you eyes? Could you on this fair mountain leave to feed, And batten on this moor? ha! have you eyes? You cannot call it love; for, at your age, The hey-day in the blood is tame, 'tis humble, And waits upon the judgment; and what judgment Would step from this to this? Senfe, fure, you have, Elfe could you not have notion: but, fure that fenfe Is apoplex'd: for madness would not err; Nor fenfe to ecftafy was ne'er fo thrall'd, But it referv'd fome quantity of choice To ferve in fuch a diff'rent.- -What devil was't contraction for marringe contract. † Alluding to the description of Phidias's Jupiter from Homer. N 3 That That thus hath cozen'd you at hoodman blind? O fhame! where is thy blufh? rebellious hell, And melt in her own fire. Proclaim no fhame, And reafon panders will. Queen. O Hamlet, fpeak no more. Thou turn't mine eyes into my very foul, Ham. Nay, but to live In the rank fweat of an incestuous bed, Queen. Oh, fpeak no more; These words like daggers enter in mine ears. Ham. A murtherer, and a villain ! A flave, that is not twentieth part the tithe Queen. No more. Enter Ghoft. Ham. A King of fhreds and patches "Save me! and hover o'er me with your wings, [Starting up. "You heav'nly guards!What would your gracious figure? Queen. Alas, he's mad Ham." Do you not come your tardy fon to chide, "That laps'd in time and paffion, lets go by "Th' important acting of your dread command? "O fay !" Ghoft. Ghoft. Do not forget: this vifitation Ham. How is it with you, Lady? That thus you bend your eye on vacancy, he glares! "His form and caufe conjoin'd, preaching to ftones, "Would make them capable. Do not look on me, "Left with this piteous action you convert 66 My ftern effects; then what I have to do, Will want true colour; tears, perchance, for blood. Queen. To whom do you speak this? Ham. Do you see nothing there? [Pointing to the Ghoft. Queen. Nothing at all; yet all that is, 1 fee. Ham. Nor did you nothing hear? Ham. Why, look you there! look how it steals a My father in his habit as he lived! [way! Look where he goes ev'n now, out at the portal. [Exit Ghoft. Queen. This is the very coinage of your brain, This bodile's creation ecstasy Is very cunning in. Ham. What ecstasy? "My pulfe, as your's, doth temp'rately keep time, "And makes as healthful-mufic. 'Tis not madness "That I have utter'd; bring me to the teft, *The hairs are excrementitious, that is, without life or fenfation yet thofe very hairs, as if they had life, ftart up, &c. "And "And I the matter will re-word; which madness Yea, courb, and wooe, for leave to do it good. Queen. Oh Hamlet! thou hast cleft my heart ing twain. Ham. O, throw away the worfer part of it, And live the purer with the other half. That monfter Custom, who all sense doth eat To the next abftinence: the next, more easy; [Pointing to Polonius. Thus bad begins, and worse remains behind. Ham. Not this by no means that I bid you do, Pinch wanton on your cheek; call you his moufe; Or padling in your neck with his damn'd fingers, But mad in craft. 'Twere good you let him know. Let the birds fly, and like the famous ape, And break your own neck down. creep; Queen. Be thou affur'd, if words be made of breath, And breath of life, I have no life to breathe What thou haft faid to me. Ham. I must to England, you know that? Queen. Alack, I had forgot; 'tis fo concluded on. Ham. There's letters feal'd, and my two fchool-fel(Whom I will truft, as I will adders fang'd), [lows, They bear the mandate; they must fweep my way, And marshal me to knavery: let it work "For 'tis the fport, to have the engineer I'll lug the guts into the neighbour room; Indeed, this counfellor Is now moft ftill, moft fecret, and moft grave, [Exit Hamlet, tugging in Polonius ACT |