| LORD POLONIUS | |
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 | 10 |
| | 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, 'I know his father and his friends, | |
| | And in part him: ' do you mark this, Reynaldo? | 15 |
| LORD POLONIUS | |
'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 | 20 |
| | As may dishonour him; take heed of that; | |
| | But, sir, such wanton, wild and usual slips | |
| | As are companions noted and most known | |
| | To youth and liberty. | |
| LORD POLONIUS | |
'Faith, no; as you may season it in the charge | |
| | You must not put another scandal on him, | 30 |
| | That he is open to incontinency; | |
| | That's not my meaning: but breathe his faults so quaintly | |
| | That they may seem the taints of liberty, | |
| | The flash and outbreak of a fiery mind, | |
| | A savageness in unreclaimed blood, | 35 |
| | Of general assault. | |
| LORD POLONIUS | |
Marry, sir, here's my drift; |
| | And I believe, it is a fetch of wit: | |
| | 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 | 45 |
| | 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 or the addition | |
| | Of man and country. | 50 |
| LORD POLONIUS | |
At 'closes in the consequence,' ay, marry; | |
| | He closes thus: 'I know the gentleman; | |
| | I saw him yesterday, or t' other day, | |
| | Or then, or then; with such, or such; and, as you say, | 60 |
| | There was a' gaming; there o'ertook in's rouse; | |
| | There falling out at tennis:' or perchance, | |
| | 'I saw him enter such a house of sale,' | |
| | Videlicet, a brothel, or so forth. | |
| | See you now; | 65 |
| | Your bait of falsehood takes this carp of truth: | |
| | And thus do we of wisdom and of reach, | |
| | With windlasses and with assays of bias, | |
| | By indirections find directions out: | |
| | So by my former lecture and advice, | 70 |
| | Shall you my son. You have me, have you not? | |
| OPHELIA | |
My lord, as I was sewing in my closet, | |
| | Lord Hamlet, with his doublet all unbraced; | |
| | No hat upon his head; his stockings foul'd, | |
| | Ungarter'd, and down-gyved to his ancle; | 85 |
| | Pale as his shirt; his knees knocking each other; | |
| | And with a look so piteous in purport | |
| | As if he had been loosed out of hell | |
| | To speak of horrors,--he comes before me. | |
| OPHELIA | |
He took me by the wrist and held me hard; | |
| | Then goes he to the length of all his arm; | |
| | And, with his other hand thus o'er his brow, | 95 |
| | He falls to such perusal of my face | |
| | As he would draw it. Long stay'd he so; | |
| | At last, a little shaking of mine arm | |
| | And thrice his head thus waving up and down, | |
| | He raised a sigh so piteous and profound | 100 |
| | As it did seem to shatter all his bulk | |
| | And end his being: that done, he lets me go: | |
| | And, with his head over his shoulder turn'd, | |
| | He seem'd to find his way without his eyes; | |
| | For out o' doors he went without their helps, | 105 |
| | And, to the last, bended their light on me. | |
| LORD POLONIUS | |
That hath made him mad. |
| | I am sorry that with better heed and judgment | |
| | I had not quoted him: I fear'd he did but trifle, | |
| | And meant to wreck thee; but, beshrew my jealousy! | |
| | By heaven, it is as proper to our age | 120 |
| | 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 | 125 |
| | More grief to hide than hate to utter love. | |
| | [Exeunt] |