Hamlet. Macbeth / Гамлет. Макбет. Уильям Шекспир

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      As he in his particular act and place

      May give his saying deed; which is no further

      Than the main voice of Denmark goes withal.

      Then weigh what loss your honour may sustain

      If with too credent ear you list his songs,

      Or lose your heart, or your chaste treasure open

      To his unmaster'd importunity.

      Fear it, Ophelia, fear it, my dear sister;

      And keep you in the rear of your affection,

      Out of the shot and danger of desire.

      The chariest maid is prodigal enough

      If she unmask her beauty to the moon.

      Virtue itself 'scapes not calumnious strokes:

      The canker galls the infants of the spring

      Too oft before their buttons be disclos'd,

      And in the morn and liquid dew of youth

      Contagious blastments are most imminent.

      Be wary then, best safety lies in fear.

      Youth to itself rebels, though none else near.

Ophelia

      I shall th'effect of this good lesson keep

      As watchman to my heart. But good my brother,

      Do not as some ungracious pastors do,

      Show me the steep and thorny way to heaven;

      Whilst like a puff'd and reckless libertine

      Himself the primrose path of dalliance treads,

      And recks not his own rede.

Laertes

      O, fear me not.

      I stay too long. But here my father comes.

      [Enter Polonius]

      A double blessing is a double grace;

      Occasion smiles upon a second leave.

Polonius

      Yet here, Laertes? Aboard, aboard, for shame.

      The wind sits in the shoulder of your sail,

      And you are stay'd for. There, my blessing with you.

      [Laying his hand on Laertes's head]

      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 unto thy soul with hoops of steel;

      But do not dull thy palm with entertainment

      Of each new-hatch'd, unfledg'd comrade. Beware

      Of entrance to a quarrel; but being in,

      Bear't that th'opposed may beware of thee.

      Give every man thine ear, but few thy voice:

      Take each man's censure, but reserve

                               thy judgement.

      Costly thy habit as thy purse can buy,

      But not express'd in fancy; rich, not gaudy:

      For the apparel oft proclaims the man;

      And they in France of the best rank and station

      Are of a most select and generous chief in that.

      Neither a borrower nor a lender be:

      For loan oft loses both itself and friend;

      And borrowing dulls the edge of husbandry.

      This above all: to thine own self be true;

      And it must follow, as the night the day,

      Thou canst not then be false to any man.

      Farewell: my blessing season this in thee.

Laertes

      Most humbly do I take my leave, my lord.

Polonius

      The time invites you; go, your servants tend.

Laertes

      Farewell, Ophelia, and remember well

      What I have said to you.

Ophelia

      'Tis in my memory lock'd,

      And you yourself shall keep the key of it.

Laertes

      Farewell.

      [Exit]

Polonius

      What is't, Ophelia, he hath said to you?

Ophelia

      So please you, something touching

                               the Lord Hamlet.

Polonius

      Marry, well bethought:

      'Tis told me he hath very oft of late

      Given private time to you; and you yourself

      Have of your audience been most free

                               and bounteous.

      If it be so, – as so 'tis put on me,

      And that in way of caution, – I must tell you

      You do not understand yourself so clearly

      As it behoves my daughter and your honour.

      What is between you? Give me up the truth.

Ophelia

      He hath, my lord, of late made many tenders

      Of his affection to me.

Polonius

      Affection! Pooh! You speak like a green girl,

      Unsifted in such perilous circumstance.

      Do you believe his tenders, as you call them?

Ophelia

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