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ACT THE SECOND.
An Apartment in Polonius' House.
Enter Polonius, meeting OPHELIA. Pol. How now, Ophelia ? what is the matter? Oph. O, my lord, my lord, I have been so af
frighted ? Pol. With what, in the name of Heaven?
Oph. My lord, as I was sewing in my closet, Lord Hamlet,—with his doublet all unbrac’d, No hat upon his head, his stockings fould, Ungarter'd, and down-gyved to his
ankle, Pale as his shirt, his knees knocking each other,He comes before me.
Pol. Mad for thy love?
Oph. My lord, I do not know; But, truly, I do fear it.
Pol. What said he?
he to the length of all his arm,
Pol. Come, go with me; I will go seek the King. This is the very ecstacy of love. What, have you given him any hard words of late ?
Oph. No, my good lord; but, as you did command, I did repel his letters, and denied His access to me.
Pol. That hath made him mad. Come, go we to the King: This must be known; which, being kept close, might
More grief to hide, than hate to utter love. [Exeunt.
Enter King, QUEEN, RosenCRANTZ,
GUILDEN STERN, BERNARDO, and FRANCISCO. King. Welcome, dear Rosencrantz, and Guilden
stern! Moreover that we much did long to see you, The need, we have to use you, did provoke Our hasty sending. Something have you heard, Of Hamlet's transformation: What it should be, More than his father's death, that thus hath put him So much from the understanding of himself, I cannot dream of: I entreat you both, That you
rest here in our court Some little time: so by your companies To draw him on to pleasures; and to gather, Whether aught, to us unknown, afflicts him thus, That, open'd, lies within our remedy. Queen. Good gentlemen, he hath much talk'd of
you; And, sure I am, two men there are not living,
To whom he more adheres. If it will please you
Ros. Both your majesties
your dread pleasures more into command Than to entreaty.
Guil. But we both obey; And here give up ourselves, in the full bent, To lay our service freely at your feet. King. Thanks, Rosencrantz, and gentle Guilden
stern. Queen. I do beseech you instantly to visit My too much changed son.-Go, some of you, And bring these gentlemen where Hamlet is. [Exeunt GUILDENSTERN, ROSENCRANTZ, FRANcisco, and BERNARDO.
King. O, speak of that; that I do long to hear.
Pol. My liege, and madam, to expostulate
Queen. More matter, with less art.
Pol. Madam, I swear, I use no art at all. That he is mad, 'tis true; 'tis true, 'tis pity;
And pity’tis, 'tis true:-A foolish figure;
the cause of this defect; For this effect, defective, comes by cause: Thus it remains, and the remainder thus. Perpend, I have a daughter; have, while she is mine; Who, in her duty and obedience, mark, Hath given me this: Now gather, and surmise. [Reads.] To the celestial, and my souls idol, the most beautified Ophelia, That's an ill phrase, a vile phrase; beautified is a vile phrase; but you
shall hear :- Thus:
Queen. Came this from Hamlet to her?
Doubt, that the sun doth move ;
But never doubt, I love. O dear Ophelia, I am ill at these numbers, I have not art to reckon my groans : but, that I love thee best, O most best, believe it. Adieu.
Thine evermore, most dear lady, whilst this
machine is to him, Hamlet.
King. But how hath she
Pol. What do you think of me?
But what might you
When I had seen this hot love on the wing,
King. Do you think, 'tis this?
King. Not that I know.
[Pointing to his head and shoulder.
King. How may we try it further?
gether, Here in the lobby.
Queen. So he does, indeed.
Pol. At such a time I'll loose my daughter to him; Mark the encounter: if he love her not,