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Hamlet Scenes


Scene 1

Elsinore. A room in Elsinore castle.

(King; Queen; Rosencrantz; Guildenstern)

Gertrude tells Claudius that Hamlet has killed Polonius. The King sends Guildenstern and Rosencrantz to find the body and bring it to the chapel, while he goes to announce the old man’s death. He worries that he himself will be blamed, for not having restrained Hamlet enough. ( line)

Enter King and Queen with Rosencrantz and Guildenstern.

KING.

There’s matter in these sighs, these profound heaves—

You must translate, ’tis fit we understand them.

Where is your son?

QUEEN.

Bestow this place on us a little while.

Exeunt Rosencrantz and Guildenstern.

Ah, mine own lord, what have I seen tonight!

KING.

What, Gertrude? How does Hamlet?

QUEEN.

Mad as the sea and wind when both contend

Which is the mightier. In his lawless fit,

Behind the arras hearing something stir,

Whips out his rapier, cries, “A rat, a rat!”

And in this brainish apprehension kills

The unseen good old man.

KING.

O heavy deed!

It had been so with us had we been there.

His liberty is full of threats to all,

To you yourself, to us, to every one.

Alas, how shall this bloody deed be answer’d?

It will be laid to us, whose providence

Should have kept short, restrain’d, and out of haunt

This mad young man; but so much was our love,

We would not understand what was most fit,

But like the owner of a foul disease,

To keep it from divulging, let it feed

Even on the pith of life. Where is he gone?

QUEEN.

To draw apart the body he hath kill’d,

O’er whom his very madness, like some ore

Among a mineral of metals base,

Shows itself pure: ’a weeps for what is done.

KING.

O Gertrude, come away!

The sun no sooner shall the mountains touch,

But we will ship him hence, and this vile deed

We must with all our majesty and skill

Both countenance and excuse. Ho, Guildenstern!

Enter Rosencrantz and Guildenstern.

Friends both, go join you with some further aid:

Hamlet in madness hath Polonius slain,

And from his mother’s closet hath he dragg’d him.

Go seek him out, speak fair, and bring the body

Into the chapel. I pray you haste in this.

Exeunt Rosencrantz and Guildenstern.

Come, Gertrude, we’ll call up our wisest friends

And let them know both what we mean to do

And what’s untimely done. So envious slander,

Whose whisper o’er the world’s diameter,

As level as the cannon to his blank,

Transports his pois’ned shot, may miss our name,

And hit the woundless air. O, come away!

My soul is full of discord and dismay.

Exeunt.

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