Ophelia

HAMLET. Ay, or any show that you’ll show him. Be not you ashamed to show, he’ll not shame to tell you what it means. OPHELIA. You are naught, you are naught: I’ll mark the play. PROLOGUE.     For us, and for our tragedy,    Here stoop…

LAERTES. Think it no more. For nature crescent does not grow alone In thews and bulk; but as this temple waxes, The inward service of the mind and soul Grows wide withal. Perhaps he loves you now, And now no soil nor cautel doth besmi…

And these few precepts in thy memory Look thou character. Give thy thoughts no tongue, Nor any unproportion’d thought his act. Be thou familiar, but by no means vulgar. Those friends thou hast, and their adoption tried, Grapple them un…

THE TRAGEDY OF HAMLET, PRINCE OF DENMARK by William Shakespeare Contents ACT I Scene I. Elsinore. A platform before the Castle Scene II. Elsinore. A room of state in the Castle Scene III. A room in Polonius’s house Scene IV. The plat…

POLONIUS. Ay, fashion you may call it; go to, go to. OPHELIA. And hath given countenance to his speech, my lord, With almost all the holy vows of heaven. POLONIUS. Ay, springes to catch woodcocks. I do know, When the blood burns, how…

POLONIUS. At ‘closes in the consequence’ ay, marry! He closes with you thus: ‘I know the gentleman, I saw him yesterday, or t’other day, Or then, or then, with such and such; and, as you say, There was he gaming, there o’ertook in’s ro…

OPHELIA. No, my good lord; but as you did command, I did repel his letters and denied His access to me. POLONIUS. That hath made him mad. I am sorry that with better heed and judgement I had not quoted him. I fear’d he did but trifle…

POLONIUS. I would fain prove so. But what might you think, When I had seen this hot love on the wing, As I perceiv’d it, I must tell you that, Before my daughter told me, what might you, Or my dear Majesty your queen here, think, If I…

HAMLET. Are you fair? OPHELIA. What means your lordship? HAMLET. That if you be honest and fair, your honesty should admit no discourse to your beauty. OPHELIA. Could beauty, my lord, have better commerce than with honesty? HAMLET. …

[ Exit. ] ACT III SCENE I. A room in the Castle. Enter King, Queen, Polonius, Ophelia, Rosencrantz and Guildenstern . KING. And can you by no drift of circumstance Get from him why he puts on this confusion, Grating so harshly all h…

OPHELIA. O, what a noble mind is here o’erthrown! The courtier’s, soldier’s, scholar’s, eye, tongue, sword, Th’expectancy and rose of the fair state, The glass of fashion and the mould of form, Th’observ’d of all observers, quite, quit…

[ Exit Polonius . ] Will you two help to hasten them? ROSENCRANTZ and GUILDENSTERN. We will, my lord. [ Exeunt Rosencrantz and Guildenstern . ] HAMLET. What ho, Horatio! Enter Horatio . HORATIO. Here, sweet lord, at your service. …

POLONIUS. I did enact Julius Caesar. I was kill’d i’ th’ Capitol. Brutus killed me. HAMLET. It was a brute part of him to kill so capital a calf there. Be the players ready? ROSENCRANTZ. Ay, my lord; they stay upon your patience. QUEE…

HAMLET. The Mousetrap. Marry, how? Tropically. This play is the image of a murder done in Vienna. Gonzago is the Duke’s name, his wife Baptista: you shall see anon; ’tis a knavish piece of work: but what o’ that? Your majesty, and we that…

O, this is the poison of deep grief; it springs All from her father’s death. O Gertrude, Gertrude, When sorrows come, they come not single spies, But in battalions. First, her father slain; Next, your son gone; and he most violent autho…

KING. What is the cause, Laertes, That thy rebellion looks so giant-like?— Let him go, Gertrude. Do not fear our person. There’s such divinity doth hedge a king, That treason can but peep to what it would, Acts little of his will.—Tel…

To my sick soul, as sin’s true nature is, Each toy seems prologue to some great amiss. So full of artless jealousy is guilt, It spills itself in fearing to be spilt. Enter Ophelia . OPHELIA. Where is the beauteous Majesty of Denmark? …

LAERTES. This nothing’s more than matter. OPHELIA. There’s rosemary, that’s for remembrance; pray love, remember. And there is pansies, that’s for thoughts. LAERTES. A document in madness, thoughts and remembrance fitted. OPHELIA. Th…

QUEEN. There is a willow grows aslant a brook, That shows his hoary leaves in the glassy stream. There with fantastic garlands did she make Of crow-flowers, nettles, daisies, and long purples, That liberal shepherds give a grosser name…

HAMLET. Let me see. [ Takes the skull. ] Alas, poor Yorick. I knew him, Horatio, a fellow of infinite jest, of most excellent fancy. He hath borne me on his back a thousand times; and now, how abhorred in my imagination it is! My gorge ris…

LAERTES. Must there no more be done? PRIEST. No more be done. We should profane the service of the dead To sing sage requiem and such rest to her As to peace-parted souls. LAERTES. Lay her i’ th’earth, And from her fair and unpollu…