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Hamlet

Act IV, Scene 3

Another room in the castle.
 
[Enter CLAUDIUS, attended]
 
CLAUDIUS
       2       ,           x       ,         ,         ,
      I have sent | to seek him,| and to | find the | body:
           ,      ,      x                ,           ,
      How dang|erous | is it that | this man | goes^loose:
            ,     ,        ,           ,    ,
      Yet must | not we | put the | strong law / on him:
        ,    ,                   ,        ,     ,
      He's loved / of the | distract|ed mult|itude,
            ,         ,           ,         ,            ,
      Who like | not^in | their judg|ment, but | their eyes:
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      And where | tis so,| the offend|er's scourge | is weighed
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      But never | the offense:| To bear all smooth,| and even,
            ,       ,        ,      ,           ,
      This sud|den send|ing him | away,| must seem
         ,    2     ,        ,       ,    2      ,
      Delib|erate pause,| diseas|es des|perate grown,
          ,      ,        ,       ,         ,
      By des|perate | appli|ance are | relieved,
          ,        ,
      Or not | at all.
                           ,      ,              x
                      How now?| what hath | befallen?
 
[Enter ROSENCRANTZ]
 
ROSENCRANTZ
        ,           ,   ,              ,          ,
      Where the | dead bo/dy is | bestowed | my lord,
          ,       ,          ,
      We can|not get | from him.
 
CLAUDIUS
                                      ,      ,
                                But where | is he?
 
ROSENCRANTZ
           ,         ,      ,    2       ,           ,
      Without | my lord,| guarded to | know your | pleasure.
 
CLAUDIUS
        ,             ,
      Bring him | before | us.  \\
 
ROSENCRANTZ
      __     ,       T      T    T        ,
      Ho,| Guilden|stern? Bring in | my lord.
 
[Enter HAMLET and GUILDENSTERN]
 
CLAUDIUS
           ,          ,         ,   2
      Now Ham|let, where's | Polon|ius?
 
HAMLET
                                         ,    ,
                                        At | supper.
 
CLAUDIUS
At supper? Where?
 
HAMLET
Not where he eats, but where he is eaten, a certain convocation of politic worms are eene at him. Your worm is your only emperor for diet. We fat all creatures else to fat us, and we fat ourselves for maggots. Your fat king, and your lean beggar is but variable service to dishes, but to one table that's the end.
 
CLAUDIUS
[[[[Alas, alas.
 
HAMLET
A man may fish with the worm that hath eat of a king, and cat of the fish that hath fed of that worm.]]]]
 
CLAUDIUS
What dost you mean by this?
 
HAMLET
Nothing but to show you how a king may go a progress through the guts of a beggar.
 
CLAUDIUS
Where is Polonius.
 
HAMLET
In heaven, send hither to see. If your messenger find him not there, seek him in the other place yourself: But indeed, if you find him not within this month, you shall nose him as you go up the stairs into the lobby.
 
CLAUDIUS
Go seek him there.
 
HAMLET
He will stay till ye come.
 
[Exeunt Attendants]
 
CLAUDIUS
       ,              ,          ,        ,        ,     2->
      Hamlet,| this deed,| for thine | espe|cial safe||ty
             ,       ,        ,        ,        ,
      Which we | do tend|er, as | we dear|ly grieve
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      For that | which thou | hast done,| must send | thee hence
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      With fie|ry quick|ness. There|fore prepare | thyself,
            ,        ,       ,          ,         ,
      The bark | is rea|dy, and | the wind | at help,
         2   ,    2     ,         ,       ,          ,
      The asso|ciates tend,| and eve|ry thing | is bent
           ,       2
      For Eng|land.
 
HAMLET
                           ,
                      For Eng|land?
 
CLAUDIUS
                                     ,     ,
                                    Aye | Hamlet.
 
HAMLET
                                                   __
                                                  Good.
 
CLAUDIUS
So is it, if thou knewst our purposes.
 
HAMLET
I see a cherub, that sees them: But come, for England. Farewell dear mother.
 
CLAUDIUS
Thy loving father Hamlet.
 
HAMLET
My mother: father and mother is man and wife: man and wife is one flesh, and so my mother. Come, for England.
 
[Exit]
 
CLAUDIUS
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      Follow him | at foot,
                              ,                ,        ,
                            Tempt him | with speed | aboard:
         ,        ,           ,          ,         ,
      Delay | it not,| I'll have | him hence | tonight.
        ,         ,       ,           ,           ,
      Away,| for eve|ry thing | is sealed | and done
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      That else | leans on | the affair | pray you | make^haste.
           ,         ,        ,            ,          ,
      And Eng|land, if | my love | thou holdst | at aught,
                ,     ,           ,         ,           ,
      As my / great power | thereof | may give | thee sense,
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      Since yet | thy cic|atrice | looks raw and red
       ,           ,        ,                 ,   ,
      After | the Dan|ish sword,| and thy / free awe
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      Pays hom|age to us;| thou mayst | not cold|ly set
            ,         ,          ,         ,          ,
      Our sove|reign pro|cess, which | imports | at full
       ,  ,            ,            ,        ,
      By let/ters con|gruing | to that | effect
            ,        ,         ,         x       ,
      The pres|ent death | of Ham|let. Do it | England,
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      For like | the hec|tic in my | blood he | rages,
            ,           ,          ,        ,           ,
      And thou | must cure | me: till | I know | 'tis done,
          ,         ,         ,           ,       ,
      Howere | my haps,| my joys | were nere | begun.
 
[Exit]

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