Hamlet. Macbeth / Гамлет. Макбет. Уильям Шекспир
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СКАЧАТЬ with such and such; and,

                               as you say,

      There was he 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;

      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

      Shall you my son. You have me, have you not?

Reynaldo

      My lord, I have.

Polonius

      God b' wi' you, fare you well.

Reynaldo

      Good my lord.

Polonius

      Observe his inclination in yourself.

Reynaldo

      I shall, my lord.

Polonius

      And let him ply his music.

Reynaldo

      Well, my lord.

Polonius

      Farewell.

      [Exit Reynaldo]

      [Enter Ophelia]

      How now, Ophelia, what's the matter?

Ophelia

      Alas, my lord, I have been so affrighted.

Polonius

      With what, in the name of God?

Ophelia

      My lord, as I was sewing in my chamber,

      Lord Hamlet, with his doublet all unbrac'd,

      No hat upon his head, his stockings foul'd,

      Ungart'red, and down-gyved to his ankle,

      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.

Polonius

      Mad for thy love?

Ophelia

      My lord, I do not know, but truly I do fear it.

Polonius

      What said he?

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,

      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 rais'd a sigh so piteous and profound

      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 help,

      And to the last bended their light on me.

Polonius

      Come, go with me. I will go seek the King

      This is the very ecstasy of love,

      Whose violent property fordoes itself,

      And leads the will to desperate undertakings,

      As oft as any passion under heaven

      That does afflict our natures. I am sorry, —

      What, have you given him any hard words of late?

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,

      And meant to wreck thee. But beshrew

                               my jealousy!

      It seems it is as proper to our age

      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

      More grief to hide than hate to utter love.

      [Exeunt]

      Scene II

      A room in the Castle

      Enter King, Queen, Rosencrantz, Guildenstern and Attendants

King

      Welcome, dear Rosencrantz and Guildenstern

      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; so I call it,

      Since nor th'exterior nor the inward man

      Resembles that it was. What it should be,

      More than his father's death, that thus hath

                               put him

      So much from th'understanding of himself,

      I cannot dream of. I entreat you both

      That, being of so young days brought up with him,

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