Gamlet Hamlet Grigory Kozintsev
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Order of Lenin |
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HAMLET |
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Based on the tragedy by |
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Screenplay and Direction by |
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Director |
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Director of Photography |
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Production Designers: Ye. YENEY |
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Music by |
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Cast: |
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Hamlet, Prince of Denmark - |
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King... M. NAZVANOV |
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Polonius... Yu. TOLUBEYEV |
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Horatio... V. ERENBERG |
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Laertes... S. OLEKSENKO |
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Guildenstern... V. MEDVEDEV |
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Fortinbras, Prince of Norway - |
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Grave-digger... V. KOLPAKOV |
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Second Player... R. AREN |
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Priest... A. LAUTER |
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Though yet of Hamlet our dear brother's |
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The memory be green, |
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Yet so far has discretion fought with |
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That we with wisest sorrow think |
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Together with remembrance of ourselves. |
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Therefore our sometime sister, |
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Have we, as it were with a defeated |
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In equal scale weighing delight and |
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Taken to wife. |
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With a defeated joy... In equal scale |
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weighing delight and dole... |
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Nor have we herein barred |
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Your better wisdoms, |
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...which have freely gone |
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For all, our thanks. |
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Now follows. Young Fortinbras, |
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Thinking by our late dear brother's |
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Our state to be disjoint |
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and out of frame, |
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Colleagued with the dream of his |
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He has not failed to pester us with |
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Importing the surrender of those lands |
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We have here writ |
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To Norway, uncle of Fortinbras, |
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Who, impotent and bed-ridden, scarcely |
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To suppress his further gait herein. |
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And now, Laertes, what's the news |
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You told us of some suit. |
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The head is not more native to |
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The hand more instrumental to |
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Than is the throne of Denmark to |
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What wouldst thou have? |
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Dread my lord, your leave and |
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From whence though willingly I came |
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Yet now, that duty done, my thoughts |
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And bow them to your gracious |
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Take thy fair hour, Laertes. |
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But now, my cousin Hamlet, |
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Good Hamlet, cast thy nighted |
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And let thine eye look like a friend |
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Do not forever with thy vailed lids |
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You know it is common... all that live |
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Passing through nature to eternity. |
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Ay, madam, it is common. |
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Why seems it so particular with thee? |
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Seems, madam, nay; it is. |
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I know not 'seems'. |
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We pray you, throw to earth this woe. |
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For let the world take note, you're |
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For your intent |
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In going back to school in Wittenberg, |
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Let not thy mother lose her prayers: |
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Stay with us, go not to Wittenberg. |
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I shall in all my best obey you, |
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Why, 'tis a loving and a fair reply. |
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This gentle and unforced accord of |
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In grace whereof, no jocund health |
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But the great cannon to the clouds |
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And the king's rouse the heaven shall |
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Re-speaking earthly thunder. |
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Long live the king! |
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Come away. |
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How weary, stale, flat, and |
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Seem to me all the uses |
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Fie on it! |
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O, fie! |
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'Tis an unweeded garden, |
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That it should come to this! |
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But two months dead! |
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Nay, not so much, not two. |
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And yet, within a month... |
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Let me not think on it. |
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Frailty, thy name is woman! |
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A little month! Or ever those shoes |
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With which she followed my father's |
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Why she, even she... |
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It is not nor it cannot come to good. |
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But break, my heart, for I must hold |
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Hail to your lordship! |
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Horatio! |
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Your poor servant ever. |
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Sir, my good friend! |
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And what make you |
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- Marcellus? |
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I am very glad to see you. |
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But what is your affair in Elsinore? |
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I came to see your father's funeral. |
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Do not mock me, fellow-student. |
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I think it was to see my mother's |
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Indeed, my lord, it followed hard upon. |
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Thrift, thrift, Horatio! |
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The funeral baked meats did coldly |
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My father... |
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Methinks I see my father. |
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O, where, my lord? |
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In my mind's eye, Horatio. |
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I saw him once, he was a goodly king. |
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He was a man, |
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I shall not look upon his like again. |
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My lord, I think |
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I saw him yesternight. |
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Saw? Who? |
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The king. |
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Your father. |
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The king my father! |
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Season your admiration for a while |
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Till I may deliver, |
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Upon the witness of these gentlemen, |
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This marvel to you. |
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For God's love, let me hear! |
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Two nights together had these |
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Marcellus and Bernardo, on their watch, |
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In the dead vast and middle of |
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Been thus encountered. |
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A figure like your father, |
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Armed at point, exactly, cap-a-pe, |
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Appears before them, and with solemn |
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Goes slowly and stately by them. |
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And I with them the third night kept |
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Where, as they had delivered, |
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The apparition comes. |
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Indeed, indeed, sirs, but this |
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- Hold you the watch tonight? |
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I will watch tonight. |
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- Perchance 'twill walk again. |
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I'll speak to it, though hell itself |
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I pray you all, |
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If you have hitherto concealed this, |
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'Twixt eleven and twelve, |
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Our duty to your honour. |
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Your loves, as mine to you. |
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Farewell. |
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My father's spirit in arms! |
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All is not well! |
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I doubt some foul play. |
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Would the night were come! |
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Till then sit still, my soul! |
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Foul deeds will rise, |
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Though all the earth overwhelm them, |
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To men's eyes. |
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My necessaries are embarked. Farewell. |
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And, sister, as the winds give benefit, |
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Do not sleep, |
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Do you doubt that? |
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For Hamlet, and the trifling of his |
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Hold it a fashion, and a toy in blood. |
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- No more but so? |
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Fear it, Ophelia, my dear sister, |
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And keep you in the rear of your |
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Yet here, Laertes? |
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There, my blessings with thee! |
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And these few precepts in thy memory |
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Give thy thoughts no tongue, |
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Nor any unproportioned thought |
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Be thou familiar, |
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Costly thy habit as thy purse can buy, |
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For the apparel oft proclaims the man. |
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And they in France of the best rank |
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Farewell, my blessing season this |
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Most humbly do I take my leave. |
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The time invites you. Go, |
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Farewell, Ophelia, |
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and remember well |
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'Tis in my memory locked, |
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Farewell! |
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What is it, Ophelia, he has said |
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So please you, something touching |
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Marry, well bethought. |
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'Tis told me, he has very oft of late |
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What is between you? Give me up |
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He has, my lord, of late made many |
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Of his affection to me. |
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Affection! Pooh! |
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Unsifted in such perilous circumstance. |
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Do you believe his tenders, |
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I do not know what I should think. |
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Marry, I'll teach you: |
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Think yourself a baby, |
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Tender yourself more dearly. |
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My lord, he has importuned me |
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Ay, fashion you may call it. Go to. |
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And's given countenance to his speech |
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Ay, springes to catch woodcocks! |
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I know, when the blood burns, how |
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For Hamlet, believe so much in him |
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That he's young, and with a larger |
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May he walk than may be given you; |
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- I charge you: Come your ways. |
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Look, my lord, it comes! |
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Angels and ministers of grace |
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It beckons you |
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As if it some impartment did desire |
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Look, with what courteous action |
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- But do not go with it. |
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It will not speak here. |
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- You shall not go, my lord. |
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Be ruled, you shall not go. |
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My fate cries out. |
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By heaven, I'll make a ghost of him |
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I say, away! |
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Go on. I'll follow you. |
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Something is rotten in the state of |
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Heaven will direct it. |
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Where wilt thou lead me? I'll go no |
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Mark me. |
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I will. |
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And lend thy serious hearing |
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Speak, I'm bound to hear. |
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So art thou to revenge, when thou |
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What? |
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List, list, O, list! |
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If thou did ever |
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O God! |
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Revenge his foul and most unnatural |
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Murder! |
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Murder most foul, as in the best |
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But this most foul, strange and |
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'Tis given out that, sleeping in my |
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A serpent stung me. |
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The whole Denmark is by a forged |
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But know, |
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The serpent that did sting thy |
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Now wears his crown. |
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O my prophetic soul! |
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- My uncle? |
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That adulterate beast won |
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To his shameful lust the will of my |
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But, soft! |
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Methinks I scent the morning air. |
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Brief let me be. |
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Upon my secure hour thy uncle stole, |
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With juice of cursed hebenon in a vial, |
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And in my ear poured the distilment. |
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Thus was I, sleeping, by a brother's |
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Of life, |
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of crown, |
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of queen, at once dispatched. |
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O, horrible! O horrible! Most horrible! |
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If thou hast nature in thee, bear it |
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Let not the royal bed of Denmark be |
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A couch for luxury |
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and damned incest! |
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But, howsoever thou pursuest this act, |
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Not let thy soul contrive |
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Fare thee well at once! |
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The glow-worm |
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shows the morn to be near, |
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Adieu, |
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adieu, |
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adieu! Remember me. |
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Remember me... |
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The time is out ofjoint. O cursed |
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That ever I was born to set it right! |
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Doubt thou the stars are fire, |
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Doubt that the sun doth move, |
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Doubt truth to be a liar, |
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But never doubt I love. |
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Give him this money and these notes, |
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I will, my lord. |
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You shall do marvelous wisely, good |
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To make inquiry of his behaviour. |
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- God be with ye! Fare ye well! |
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Observe his inclination in yourself. |
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I shall, my lord. |
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And let him ply his music. |
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How now, Ophelia! What's the matter? |
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O, my lord, my lord! |
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With what, in the name of God? |
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As I was sewing in my chamber, |
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Thou still has been the father of |
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Have I, my lord? Assure you I hold |
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And I do think, or else this brain of |
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Hunts not the trail of policy so sure |
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That I have found |
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I doubt it is no other but the main - |
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His father's death, and our overhasty |
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My daughter, in her duty and obedience, |
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"To the celestial and my soul's idol, |
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Came this from Hamlet to her? |
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But how hath she received his love? |
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I went round to work, And my young |
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"Lord Hamlet is a prince, |
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She took the fruits of my advice, |
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And he, repulsed, a short tale to make, |
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Fell into a sadness, then into a fast, |
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Thence to a watch, thence into |
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Thence to a lightness, and, by this |
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Do you think 'tis this? |
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It may be. |
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Take this from this, |
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- How may we try it further? |
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Sometimes he walks four hours together |
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At such a time I'll loose my daughter |
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I'll board him presently. |
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How does my good Lord Hamlet? |
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Well, God-a-mercy. |
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Do you know me, my lord? |
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Excellent well. You are a fishmonger. |
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Not I, my lord! |
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Then I would |
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- Honest, my lord? |
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To be honest, as this world goes, |
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one man picked out of ten thousand. |
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That's very true, my lord. |
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For if the sun... |
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...breed maggots |
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being a god |
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kissing carrion. |
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- Have you a daughter? |
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Let her not walk in the sun. |
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Friend, look to it. |
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What do you read, my lord? |
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Words, words, words... |
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What is the matter, my lord? |
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Between who? |
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I mean, the matter |
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Slanders. |
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The satirical rogue says here, |
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that their faces are wrinkled, |
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that they have a plentiful lack of |
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All which though I most potently |
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yet I hold it not honesty |
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For yourself, sir, shall grow |
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if, like a crab, |
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Will you walk out |
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Into my grave? |
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Indeed, that is out of the air. |
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My honourable lord, I will most |
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Cannot take from me anything I'll more |
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Except my life... |
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Except my life. |
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- My honoured lord! |
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My excellent good friends! |
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How dost thou, Guildenstern? |
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As the indifferent children of |
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Happy, in that we're not overhappy: |
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Nor the soles of her shoe? |
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- Neither, my lord. |
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None, my lord, but that |
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Then is doomsday near. |
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But your news is not true. |
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But what have you deserved |
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that she sends you to prison hither? |
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- Prison, my lord? |
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Then is the world one. |
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A goodly one, in which there're many |
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Denmark being one of the worst. |
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We think not so, my lord. |
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Why, then, 'tis none to you, |
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either good or bad, |
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To me it is a prison. |
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Shall we to the court? |
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For, by my fay, I cannot reason. |
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We'll follow you |
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and wait upon you, Prince. |
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No such matter! |
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I am most dreadfully attended |
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But, in the beaten way of friendship, |
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To visit you, my lord. |
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Beggar that I am, I am even poor in |
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Were you not sent for? |
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Come, deal justly with me. |
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Come, come; nay, speak. |
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- What should we say, my lord? |
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I know the good king and queen |
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- To what end, my lord? |
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But let me conjure you, by the rights |
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be even and direct with me: |
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Whether you were sent for, or no? |
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- My lord, we were sent for. |
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So shall my anticipation |
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and your secrecy to the king |
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I have of late - |
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but wherefore I know not - |
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lost all my mirth, |
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forgone all custom of exercises. |
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It goes so heavily with my disposition |
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that this goodly frame, the earth, |
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seems to me a sterile promontory, |
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this most excellent canopy, the air, |
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look you, this majestical roof |
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fretted with golden fire, |
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it appears no other thing to me than |
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What a piece of work is man! |
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How noble in reason! |
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How infinite |
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In form and moving |
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In action how like an angel! |
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In apprehension how like a god! |
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The paragon of animals! |
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And yet, to me, what is this |
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Man delights not me, |
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though by your smiling |
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My lord, there was no such |
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Why did you laugh, then, when I said |
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I thought what lenten entertainment |
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We coted them on the way. |
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And hither are they coming, |
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What players are they? |
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The tragedians of the city. Those you |
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He that plays the king shall be |
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The appurtenance of welcome |
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Let me comply with you in this garb, |
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should more appear like |
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You are welcome to Elsinore, |
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But my uncle-father and |
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In what, my dear lord? |
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I am but mad north-north-west. |
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When the wind is southerly I know |
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You are welcome, masters. |
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Welcome, all! |
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O, my old friend! |
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Why, thy face is valanced |
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Comest thou |
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I am glad to see thee well! |
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Your ladyship |
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than when I saw you last |
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Pray your voice, like a piece of |
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Masters, you are all welcome. |
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Welcome, good friends. |
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We'll even to it like French falconers, |
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fly at any thing we see. |
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Come, a passionate speech. |
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What speech, my good lord? |
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I heard thee speak me a speech once, |
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And especially where he speaks of |
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If it live in your memory, |
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The rugged Pyrrhus, like |
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It is not so. |
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It begins with Pyrrhus. |
00:41:37 |
...Pyrrhus, he whose sable arms, black |
00:41:43 |
That's good! |
00:41:45 |
So, proceed you. |
00:42:02 |
Anon he finds him |
00:42:05 |
Striking too short at Greeks, his |
00:42:09 |
Rebellious to his arm, lies where |
00:42:13 |
Repugnant to command. Unequal matcht, |
00:42:17 |
Pyrrhus at Priam drives, in rage |
00:42:22 |
But with the whiff and wind of his |
00:42:26 |
The unnerved father falls. |
00:42:28 |
This is too long. |
00:42:30 |
It shall to the barber's, |
00:42:33 |
Prithee, say on. |
00:42:35 |
He's for a jig |
00:42:38 |
or he sleeps. |
00:42:40 |
Say on. |
00:42:41 |
Come to Hecuba. |
00:42:45 |
But who, O, who had seen the mobled |
00:42:50 |
Run barefoot up and down, threat'ning |
00:42:52 |
With bisson rheum, a clout upon that |
00:42:58 |
And for a robe about her lank and all |
00:43:03 |
Who this had seen, |
00:43:06 |
With tongue in venom steeped, |
00:43:10 |
'Gainst Fortune's state would treason |
00:43:16 |
But if the gods themselves did see |
00:43:21 |
When she saw Pyrrhus make malicious |
00:43:25 |
In mincing with his sword her |
00:43:29 |
The instant burst of clamour that she |
00:43:31 |
Would have made milch the burning |
00:43:35 |
And passion in the gods. |
00:43:38 |
O, what a rogue and peasant slave am I! |
00:43:41 |
Is it not monstrous, |
00:43:45 |
But in a fiction, in a dream of |
00:43:49 |
Could force his soul so to his own |
00:43:56 |
Tears in his eyes, |
00:44:00 |
And his whole function suiting |
00:44:04 |
And all for nothing! |
00:44:07 |
For Hecuba! |
00:44:10 |
What's Hecuba to him, |
00:44:12 |
Or he to Hecuba, |
00:44:15 |
That he should weep for her? |
00:44:17 |
Had he the motive and the cue for |
00:44:20 |
Fie upon it! Foe! About, my brain! |
00:44:43 |
It is well. |
00:44:46 |
- Dost thou hear me, old friend... |
00:44:48 |
Can you play |
00:44:50 |
- Ay, my lord. |
00:44:54 |
You could, for a need, study a speech |
00:44:58 |
which I would set down and insert |
00:45:00 |
Ay, my lord. |
00:45:03 |
Very well. |
00:45:06 |
Good my lord, will you see |
00:45:10 |
Take them in. |
00:45:14 |
We'll hear a play tomorrow! |
00:46:43 |
To be, or not to be, |
00:46:48 |
that is the question. |
00:46:52 |
Whether 'tis nobler in the mind to |
00:46:54 |
The slings and arrows of outrageous |
00:46:58 |
Or to take arms |
00:47:02 |
Against a sea of troubles, |
00:47:07 |
end them? |
00:47:10 |
To die, |
00:47:14 |
To sleep, |
00:47:17 |
And by a sleep to say we end |
00:47:20 |
The heartache, and the thousand |
00:47:28 |
'Tis a consummation devoutly to be |
00:47:33 |
To die, |
00:47:36 |
To sleep. |
00:47:40 |
To sleep! |
00:47:45 |
Perchance to dream. |
00:47:51 |
Ay, there's the rub, |
00:47:53 |
For in that sleep of death what |
00:47:56 |
When we have shuffled off this mortal |
00:47:59 |
Must give us pause. |
00:48:01 |
There's the respect |
00:48:02 |
That makes calamity |
00:48:06 |
For who would bear the whips and |
00:48:11 |
The oppressor's wrong, |
00:48:14 |
The pangs of despised love, the law's |
00:48:20 |
And the spurns that patient merit |
00:48:25 |
When he himself might his quietus make |
00:48:30 |
Who would fardels bear, |
00:48:34 |
But that the dread of something after |
00:48:38 |
The undiscovered country, from whose |
00:48:42 |
Puzzles the will, and makes us |
00:48:47 |
Than fly to others that we |
00:48:52 |
Thus conscience does make cowards |
00:48:56 |
And thus the native hue of resolution |
00:49:00 |
Is sicklied over with the pale cast |
00:49:06 |
And enterprises of great pith and |
00:49:11 |
With this regard, their currents turn |
00:49:15 |
Soft you now! |
00:49:36 |
Ophelia, |
00:49:39 |
Gracious, so please you, |
00:49:42 |
Read on this book. |
00:50:33 |
My lord, how does your honour |
00:50:38 |
I humbly thank you: Well, well, well. |
00:50:44 |
My lord, I have remembrances of |
00:50:48 |
That I have longed long to re-deliver. |
00:50:52 |
No, not I. |
00:50:56 |
I never gave you aught. |
00:51:00 |
My honoured lord, you know right well |
00:51:04 |
And, with them, words of so sweet |
00:51:08 |
As made the things more rich. |
00:51:12 |
To the noble mind |
00:51:14 |
Rich gifts wax poor when givers prove |
00:51:40 |
- Ha, ha! Are you honest? |
00:51:44 |
Are you fair? |
00:51:45 |
What means your lordship? |
00:51:52 |
That if you be honest |
00:51:54 |
your honesty should admit |
00:51:56 |
Could beauty have better |
00:51:59 |
Ay, truly, the power of beauty will |
00:52:02 |
than the force of honesty can |
00:52:05 |
This was sometime a paradox, |
00:52:12 |
I did love you once. |
00:52:15 |
Indeed, my lord, you made me |
00:52:20 |
You should not have believed me. |
00:52:23 |
I was the more deceived. |
00:52:27 |
Get thee to a nunnery. Why wouldst |
00:52:31 |
What should such fellows as I do |
00:52:34 |
We are arrant knaves, all. |
00:52:37 |
Believe none of us. |
00:52:41 |
Where's your father? |
00:52:43 |
At home, my lord. |
00:52:48 |
Let the doors be shut upon him, |
00:52:51 |
that he may play the fool no where |
00:52:55 |
- Farewell. |
00:52:57 |
If thou wilt needs marry, |
00:53:00 |
For wise men know well enough |
00:53:03 |
Go to. |
00:53:05 |
I'll no more on it. It has made me mad. |
00:53:08 |
Those that are married already, |
00:53:11 |
The rest shall keep as they are. |
00:53:24 |
You need not tell us what Lord Hamlet |
00:53:26 |
Go, Ophelia. |
00:53:28 |
If you hold it fit, after the play, |
00:53:30 |
Let his queen mother all alone |
00:53:32 |
To show his grief, let her be round |
00:53:35 |
And I'll be placed in the ear |
00:54:13 |
Do not saw the air too with your |
00:54:15 |
Be not too tame either, |
00:54:23 |
but let your own discretion be your |
00:54:25 |
Speak the speech, as I pronounced it |
00:54:28 |
But if you mouth it, |
00:54:31 |
I had as life the town-crier spoke |
00:54:33 |
I warrant your honour. |
00:54:36 |
Go, make you ready. |
00:54:48 |
Horatio! |
00:54:51 |
There's a play tonight before the king, |
00:54:55 |
Which I have told thee |
00:54:58 |
I prithee, when thou see that act |
00:54:59 |
Observe my uncle. |
00:55:03 |
For I mine eyes will rivet to his face, |
00:55:05 |
Well, my lord. |
00:55:31 |
They're coming to the play. |
00:56:30 |
How fares our cousin Hamlet? |
00:56:32 |
Excellent, in faith. |
00:56:35 |
I eat the air, |
00:56:37 |
You cannot feed capons so. |
00:56:38 |
I have nothing with this answer, |
00:56:41 |
No, nor mine now. |
00:56:43 |
My lord, you played once |
00:56:47 |
That did I, my lord, and was |
00:56:50 |
And what did you enact? |
00:56:52 |
I did enact Julius Caesar. |
00:56:54 |
I was killed in the Capitol. |
00:56:57 |
It was a brute part of him to kill |
00:57:03 |
- Be the players ready? |
00:57:07 |
Come here, my dear Hamlet, sit by me. |
00:57:09 |
No, good mother, |
00:57:12 |
O, ho! Do you mark that? |
00:57:18 |
Lady, shall I lie in your lap? |
00:57:20 |
No, my lord. |
00:57:21 |
I mean, |
00:57:25 |
Ay, my lord. |
00:57:27 |
Do you think I meant country matters? |
00:57:29 |
I think nothing, my lord. |
00:57:32 |
That's a fair thought |
00:57:35 |
- What is, my lord? |
00:57:38 |
You are merry, my lord. |
00:57:40 |
- Who, I? |
00:57:42 |
O God, your only jig-maker! |
00:57:45 |
What should a man do |
00:57:47 |
How cheerfully my mother looks, and |
00:57:51 |
Nay, 'tis twice two months, my lord. |
00:57:57 |
So long? |
00:58:01 |
for I'll have a suit of sables. |
00:58:03 |
Die two months ago, |
00:58:06 |
Then there's hope a great man's memory |
00:58:22 |
For us, and for our tragedy, |
00:58:23 |
Here stooping to your clemency, |
00:58:35 |
Is this a prologue, |
00:58:37 |
'Tis brief, my lord. |
00:58:39 |
As woman's love. |
00:58:43 |
Full thirty times has Phoebus' cart |
00:58:48 |
Neptune's salt wash and Tellus' |
00:58:56 |
And thirty dozen moons with borrowed |
00:59:02 |
About the world have times twelve |
00:59:07 |
Since love our hearts, and Hymen did |
00:59:12 |
Unite commutual in most sacred bands. |
00:59:16 |
So many journeys may the sun and moon |
00:59:18 |
Make us again count over ere love be |
00:59:22 |
But, woe is me, you're so sick of late, |
00:59:27 |
Faith, I must leave thee, love, |
00:59:30 |
and shortly too. |
00:59:33 |
My operant powers their functions |
00:59:36 |
And thou shalt live in this fair world |
00:59:40 |
Honoured, beloved; and haply one as |
00:59:45 |
For husband shalt thou... |
00:59:49 |
O, confound the rest! Such love |
00:59:52 |
In second husband let me be accurst! |
00:59:56 |
The instances that second marriage |
00:59:58 |
Are base respects of thrift, but none |
01:00:01 |
I do believe you think what now you |
01:00:05 |
But what we do determine oft we break. |
01:00:08 |
Most necessary 'tis that we forget |
01:00:12 |
To pay ourselves what to ourselves is |
01:00:15 |
So think thou wilt no second husband |
01:00:19 |
But die thy thoughts when thy first |
01:00:22 |
Both here and hence pursue me lasting |
01:00:25 |
lf, once a widow, ever I be wife! |
01:00:27 |
'Tis deeply sworn. |
01:00:30 |
Sweet, leave me here awhile. |
01:00:32 |
I would beguile |
01:00:36 |
Sleep rock thy brain, |
01:00:38 |
And never come mischance between us |
01:00:56 |
Madam, how like you this play? |
01:00:59 |
The lady doth protest too much, |
01:01:01 |
O, but she'll keep her word. |
01:01:03 |
Have you heard the argument? |
01:01:07 |
No, they do butjest, poison in jest. |
01:01:10 |
What do you call the play? |
01:01:12 |
The Mouse-trap. Marry, how? |
01:01:16 |
This play is the image of a murder |
01:01:18 |
You shall see anon. |
01:01:22 |
Gonzago is the duke's name. |
01:01:24 |
But what of that? |
01:01:26 |
Your majesty, and we that have free |
01:01:28 |
Let the galled jade wince. |
01:01:30 |
Our withers are unwrung. |
01:01:32 |
This is one Lucianus, |
01:01:58 |
Begin, murderer. |
01:02:00 |
Pox! |
01:02:03 |
Leave thy damnable faces, |
01:02:09 |
Thoughts black, hands apt, drugs fit, |
01:02:14 |
And time agreeing, else no creature |
01:02:18 |
Thou mixture rank, of midnight weeds |
01:02:25 |
With Hecate's ban thrice blasted, |
01:02:28 |
Thy natural magic and dire property, |
01:02:33 |
On wholesome life usurp immediately! |
01:03:32 |
- How fares my lord? |
01:03:59 |
Some light! |
01:04:04 |
Lights! Lights! |
01:04:22 |
Why, let the stricken deer go weep, |
01:04:25 |
For some must watch, while some must |
01:04:32 |
O good Horatio! |
01:04:35 |
I'll take the ghost's word for |
01:04:38 |
Very well, my lord. |
01:04:39 |
Upon the talk of the poisoning... |
01:04:41 |
I did very well note him. |
01:04:55 |
Come, some music! |
01:04:58 |
For if the king like not the comedy, |
01:05:01 |
Why, then, belike, he likes it not, |
01:05:03 |
Come, some music! |
01:05:13 |
- Good my lord! |
01:05:16 |
Good my lord, vouchsafe me |
01:05:20 |
Sir, a whole history. |
01:05:22 |
- The king, sir... |
01:05:24 |
Is, in his retirement, |
01:05:27 |
With drink, sir? |
01:05:28 |
No, my lord, with choler. |
01:05:30 |
Your wisdom should show itself more |
01:05:33 |
For me to put him to his purgation |
01:05:36 |
into far more choler. |
01:05:40 |
Good my lord, put your discourse |
01:05:43 |
I am tame, sir. |
01:05:45 |
The queen, your mother, in great |
01:05:49 |
- You are welcome. |
01:05:51 |
This courtesy is not of the right |
01:05:53 |
- If it shall please you to answer... |
01:05:55 |
What, my lord? |
01:05:56 |
Make you a wholesome answer. |
01:06:08 |
Therefore no more. But to the matter. |
01:06:11 |
Your behaviour hath struck her into |
01:06:14 |
O wonderful son, |
01:06:17 |
But is there no sequel at the heels |
01:06:20 |
My lord, you once did love me. |
01:06:22 |
And do still, |
01:06:24 |
Good my lord, what is your |
01:06:27 |
You bar the door upon your liberty, |
01:06:30 |
Sir, I lack advancement. |
01:06:32 |
How can that be, when you have the |
01:06:36 |
Ay, but "While the grass grows..." |
01:06:39 |
The proverb is something musty. |
01:06:48 |
O, the recorders. |
01:06:50 |
Let me see one. |
01:06:54 |
To withdraw with you. |
01:06:56 |
Why do you go about me, as if |
01:06:59 |
O, my lord, if my |
01:07:01 |
my love is too unmannerly. |
01:07:04 |
I do not well understand that. |
01:07:07 |
Will you play upon the pipe? |
01:07:09 |
- My lord, I cannot. |
01:07:15 |
I know no touch of it, my lord. |
01:07:17 |
'Tis as easy as lying. |
01:07:19 |
Govern these ventages with your fingers, |
01:07:22 |
and it will discourse most eloquent |
01:07:25 |
Look you, these are the stops. |
01:07:28 |
But these cannot I command, |
01:07:39 |
Look you now, how unworthy... |
01:07:43 |
a thing you make of me! |
01:07:48 |
You would play upon me. |
01:07:51 |
You would seem |
01:07:55 |
You would pluck out |
01:07:59 |
You would sound me from my lowest |
01:08:05 |
And there is much music, |
01:08:10 |
in this little organ, |
01:08:14 |
yet cannot you |
01:08:19 |
Do you think I am easier... |
01:08:22 |
...to be played on than a pipe? |
01:08:28 |
Call me what instrument |
01:08:31 |
though you can fret me, |
01:08:33 |
you cannot play upon me. |
01:08:55 |
I your commission will forthwith |
01:08:58 |
And he to England shall along with you. |
01:09:01 |
The terms of our estate may not |
01:09:03 |
Hazard so dangerous as doth hourly |
01:09:05 |
We will ourselves provide. |
01:09:08 |
To keep those many bodies safe |
01:09:11 |
God be with ye! |
01:09:13 |
The cease of majesty |
01:09:16 |
Like a gulf, doth draw |
01:09:19 |
Arm you, I pray you, to this speedy |
01:09:24 |
He's going to his mother's closet. |
01:09:27 |
And, as you said, and wisely was it |
01:09:29 |
'Tis meet that some more audience |
01:09:31 |
Since nature makes them partial, |
01:09:33 |
The speech, of vantage. |
01:09:34 |
Thanks, dear my lord. |
01:09:57 |
What if this cursed hand |
01:09:59 |
Were thicker than itself with |
01:10:03 |
Is there not rain enough in the sweet |
01:10:05 |
To wash it white as snow? |
01:10:10 |
Whereto serves mercy |
01:10:15 |
And what's in prayer but this twofold |
01:10:19 |
To be forestalled ere we come to fall? |
01:10:23 |
My fault is past. |
01:10:32 |
O, what form of prayer |
01:10:37 |
"Forgive me my foul murder?" |
01:10:41 |
That cannot be. |
01:10:45 |
Since I am still possest |
01:10:47 |
Of those effects for which I did |
01:10:50 |
My crown, mine own ambition, and |
01:10:57 |
May one be pardoned, and retain |
01:11:07 |
But 'tis not so above; |
01:11:13 |
There the action lies |
01:11:19 |
And we ourselves compelled, even to |
01:11:25 |
To give in evidence. |
01:11:32 |
End of Part One |
00:00:15 |
HAMLET |
00:00:20 |
Based on the tragedy by |
00:00:25 |
Part Two |
00:01:06 |
Mother! |
00:01:09 |
My lady! |
00:01:13 |
Tell him your Grace has stood between |
00:01:17 |
I'll sconce me even here. |
00:01:39 |
Now, mother, what's the matter? |
00:01:44 |
Hamlet, thou have thy father much |
00:01:47 |
Mother, you have my father much |
00:01:48 |
- You answer with an idle tongue. |
00:01:52 |
Why, how now, Hamlet? |
00:01:55 |
- What's the matter now? |
00:01:58 |
No, by the rood, not so. |
00:02:00 |
You're the queen, your husband's |
00:02:07 |
Nay, then, I'll set those to you that |
00:02:09 |
Come, come! |
00:02:12 |
And sit you down. |
00:02:16 |
You shall not budge. |
00:02:18 |
You go not till I set you up a glass |
00:02:22 |
What will thou do? |
00:02:24 |
Thou will not murder me? |
00:02:26 |
- Help, help, ho! |
00:02:29 |
How now! A rat? |
00:02:32 |
Dead for a ducat! |
00:02:36 |
Dead! |
00:02:38 |
- O me, what have thou done? |
00:02:42 |
O, what a rash and bloody deed is |
00:02:43 |
Almost as bad, good mother, |
00:02:48 |
As kill a king? |
00:02:50 |
Ay, lady, 'twas my word. |
00:03:05 |
Thou wretched, rash, intruding fool, |
00:03:16 |
I took thee for thy better. |
00:03:30 |
Thou find'st to be too busy is some |
00:03:35 |
Leave wringing of your hands. Sit you |
00:03:38 |
And let me wring your heart, |
00:03:41 |
If damned custom have not brazed it so |
00:03:44 |
What have I done that thou are |
00:04:01 |
Such an act that... |
00:04:11 |
Look here, upon this picture... |
00:04:18 |
...and on this. |
00:04:27 |
The counterfeit presentment |
00:04:30 |
See, what a grace was seated on this |
00:04:32 |
A combination and a form indeed, |
00:04:36 |
To give the world assurance of a man. |
00:04:39 |
This was your husband. Look you now, |
00:04:45 |
What follows. Here is your husband, |
00:04:47 |
Like a mildewed ear, |
00:04:50 |
Blasting his wholesome brother. |
00:04:52 |
Have you eyes? |
00:04:56 |
For at your age the heyday in the |
00:04:59 |
And whatjudgement |
00:05:02 |
O shame! Where is thy blush? |
00:05:05 |
If you canst mutine in a matron's bones, |
00:05:09 |
And melt in her own fire! |
00:05:11 |
O Hamlet, speak no more! |
00:05:13 |
Thou turn'st mine eyes into my very |
00:05:15 |
And there I see such black spots |
00:05:18 |
Nay, but to live |
00:05:21 |
Stewed in corruption, honeying |
00:05:24 |
O, speak to me no more! |
00:05:25 |
These words, like daggers, |
00:05:28 |
...A murderer and a villain, |
00:05:30 |
A slave that is not twentieth part |
00:05:33 |
A vice of kings, |
00:05:35 |
Hamlet, no more! |
00:05:59 |
How is it with you? |
00:06:09 |
This is the very coinage of your brain. |
00:06:21 |
My pulse, as yours, does temperately |
00:06:25 |
It is not madness that I have |
00:06:28 |
And I the matter will re-word, which |
00:06:31 |
Lay not that flattering unction to |
00:06:33 |
That not your trespass, but my madness |
00:06:36 |
It will but skin and film the ulcer, |
00:06:40 |
O Hamlet, thou have cleft my heart |
00:06:43 |
O, throw away the worser part of it, |
00:06:52 |
Good night. |
00:06:59 |
But go not to my uncle's bed. |
00:07:07 |
For this same lord, |
00:07:10 |
I do repent. |
00:07:16 |
I'll bestow him, and will answer well |
00:07:20 |
So, again, good night. |
00:07:25 |
I must be cruel, only to be kind. |
00:07:28 |
Thus bad begins, and worse remains |
00:07:40 |
One word more, good lady. |
00:07:43 |
What shall I do? |
00:07:48 |
Not this, by no means, that I bid |
00:07:51 |
Let the bloat king tempt you again |
00:07:54 |
And let him, for a pair of reechy |
00:07:58 |
Make you to ravel all this matter out, |
00:08:02 |
But mad in craft. |
00:08:04 |
Be thou assured, I have no life |
00:08:09 |
What thou have said to me. |
00:08:11 |
- I must to England, you know that? |
00:08:17 |
I had forgot. 'Tis so concluded on. |
00:08:51 |
Good night, mother! |
00:09:37 |
My lord! |
00:09:41 |
My lord! |
00:09:46 |
Lord Hamlet! |
00:09:52 |
What noise? |
00:09:58 |
What have you done, my lord, |
00:10:03 |
Compounded it with dust, whereto |
00:10:06 |
Tell us where 'tis, that we may bear |
00:10:08 |
- Do not believe it. |
00:10:11 |
That I can keep your counsel, |
00:10:17 |
Besides, to be demanded |
00:10:21 |
What replication should be made |
00:10:23 |
Take you me for a sponge? |
00:10:25 |
Ay, sir, that soaks up the king's |
00:10:30 |
But such officers do the king |
00:10:33 |
He keeps them, like an ape, |
00:10:35 |
first mouthed, |
00:10:39 |
When he needs what you have |
00:10:43 |
and, sponge, you shall be dry again. |
00:10:46 |
I understand you not, my lord. |
00:10:49 |
I am glad of it. A knavish speech |
00:10:58 |
My lord, you must tell us where the |
00:11:02 |
The body is with the king, |
00:11:07 |
The king is a thing... |
00:11:09 |
- A thing, my lord? |
00:11:13 |
Hide fox, |
00:11:17 |
Bring me to him. |
00:12:15 |
Now, Hamlet, where's Polonius? |
00:12:24 |
At supper. |
00:12:27 |
At supper? |
00:12:29 |
Where? |
00:12:34 |
Not where he eats, |
00:12:38 |
A certain convocation of politic |
00:12:44 |
Your worm is your only |
00:12:50 |
We fat all creatures else |
00:12:53 |
and we fat ourselves |
00:12:56 |
Your fat king |
00:13:00 |
is but variable service... two dishes, |
00:13:04 |
That's the end. |
00:13:08 |
Alas, alas! |
00:13:11 |
A man may fish with the worm |
00:13:15 |
that has eat of a king, |
00:13:18 |
and eat of the fish |
00:13:25 |
What dost thou mean by this? |
00:13:28 |
Nothing but to show you |
00:13:31 |
how a king may go a progress |
00:13:34 |
Where is Polonius? |
00:13:37 |
In heaven. |
00:13:41 |
If your messenger find him not, |
00:13:44 |
But if you find him not within this |
00:13:46 |
you shall nose him as you go up |
00:13:48 |
Go seek him there. |
00:13:52 |
He will stay till ye come. |
00:13:55 |
Hamlet, this deed, |
00:13:58 |
Must send thee |
00:14:00 |
Therefore prepare thyself. The bark |
00:14:02 |
And the wind at help, and every thing |
00:14:05 |
- For England? |
00:14:06 |
Good. |
00:14:08 |
But, come, for England! |
00:14:13 |
Farewell, dear mother. |
00:14:15 |
- Thy loving father, Hamlet. |
00:14:18 |
Father and mother is man and wife, |
00:14:21 |
And so, my mother. |
00:14:26 |
Come! |
00:14:32 |
For England! |
00:18:43 |
Go, captain, from me greet the Danish |
00:18:45 |
Tell him that Fortinbras claims the |
00:18:51 |
You know the rendezvous. |
00:18:55 |
If that his majesty |
00:18:58 |
We shall express our duty in his eye. |
00:19:03 |
Go softly on. |
00:19:17 |
- Whose powers are these? |
00:19:20 |
- How purposed? |
00:19:21 |
- Who commands them? |
00:19:24 |
Goes it against the main of Poland, |
00:19:26 |
Truly to speak, |
00:19:30 |
That has in it no profit but the name. |
00:19:33 |
To pay five ducats, five, |
00:19:36 |
Will it yield to Norway or the Pole |
00:19:40 |
Why, then, the Polack never will |
00:19:41 |
Yes, it is already garrisoned. |
00:19:44 |
- I humbly thank you, sir. |
00:19:57 |
Will't please you go, my lord? |
00:19:59 |
I'll be with you straight. Go a little |
00:20:09 |
Two thousand souls |
00:20:13 |
Will not debate the question of this |
00:20:17 |
This is the imposthume of much |
00:20:20 |
That inward breaks, and shows no |
00:20:24 |
Why the man dies. |
00:21:33 |
Farewell... |
00:21:36 |
Farewell... |
00:21:39 |
And do remember me! |
00:22:54 |
Upon arrival in England, |
00:22:56 |
Lord Hamlet |
00:23:32 |
Let it work, |
00:23:37 |
For 'tis the sport to have the engineer |
00:23:41 |
But I will delve |
00:23:45 |
one yard below their mines, |
00:23:47 |
And blow them at the moon! |
00:23:50 |
O, 'tis most sweet when in one line |
00:23:57 |
On the view and knowing of these |
00:24:04 |
The bearers should be put to sudden |
00:24:07 |
Not shriving-time allowed. |
00:25:23 |
When sorrows come, they come not |
00:25:27 |
First, her father slain. |
00:25:31 |
Next, your son gone, |
00:25:34 |
Of his own just remove. |
00:25:36 |
The people muddied, |
00:25:37 |
Thick and unwholesome in their |
00:25:41 |
For good Polonius' death. |
00:27:10 |
Where is the beauteous majesty of |
00:28:29 |
How now, Ophelia? |
00:28:32 |
How should I your true-Iove know |
00:28:37 |
From another one? |
00:28:40 |
By his cockle hat and staff, |
00:28:46 |
And his sandal shoon. |
00:28:50 |
- Sweet lady, what imports this song? |
00:28:55 |
Pray you, mark. |
00:28:58 |
Larded with sweet flowers, |
00:29:04 |
Which bewept |
00:29:07 |
to the grave did go |
00:29:12 |
With true love showers. |
00:29:17 |
How do you, pretty lady? |
00:29:23 |
I hope all will be well. |
00:29:27 |
We must be patient. |
00:29:31 |
But I cannot choose but weep, |
00:29:33 |
to think they should lay him |
00:29:38 |
My brother shall know of it. |
00:29:56 |
And so I thank you for your good |
00:30:00 |
Come, my coach! |
00:30:04 |
Good night, ladies. |
00:30:08 |
Good night, sweet ladies. |
00:30:19 |
Tomorrow is Saint Valentine's day, |
00:30:22 |
All in the morning betime, |
00:30:25 |
And I a maid at your window, |
00:30:28 |
To be your Valentine. |
00:30:32 |
Then up he rose, and donned his |
00:30:35 |
And dupt the chamber-door, |
00:30:38 |
Let in the maid, that out a maid |
00:30:41 |
Never departed more. |
00:31:21 |
Save yourself, my lord! |
00:32:00 |
Sirs, stand you all without. |
00:32:05 |
I thank you. Keep the door. |
00:32:12 |
O thou vile king, |
00:32:16 |
- Dead. |
00:32:18 |
Let him demand his fill. |
00:32:21 |
There's such divinity does hedge |
00:32:24 |
That treason can but peep to what |
00:32:27 |
Acts little of his will. |
00:32:29 |
How came he dead? |
00:32:30 |
Good Laertes, if you desire to know |
00:32:33 |
Of your dear father's death, |
00:32:37 |
That, swoopstake, you will draw |
00:32:39 |
Both friend and foe, |
00:32:43 |
- None but his enemies. |
00:32:45 |
Ay, and to his good friends thus wide |
00:32:48 |
Why, now you speak |
00:32:52 |
That I am guiltless of your father's |
00:32:54 |
And am most sensibly in grief for it, |
00:32:57 |
Let her come in! |
00:33:32 |
They bore him barefaced on the bier, |
00:33:36 |
Hey non nonny, nonny, hey nonny, |
00:33:40 |
And in his grave rained many a tear, |
00:33:42 |
Fare you well, my dove! |
00:33:48 |
You must sing, |
00:33:51 |
"Down a-down, |
00:33:54 |
an you call him a-down-a." |
00:33:58 |
It is the false steward, |
00:34:25 |
Hadst thou thy wits, and didst persuade |
00:34:43 |
There's rosemary. |
00:34:46 |
That's for remembrance, |
00:34:54 |
And there is pansies, |
00:35:03 |
There's a daisy. |
00:35:13 |
And here's some for me. |
00:35:20 |
O, you must wear your rue |
00:35:29 |
I would give you some violets, |
00:35:32 |
but they withered all |
00:35:38 |
They say he made a good end. |
00:35:49 |
For bonny sweet Robin, |
00:35:52 |
For bonny sweet Robin |
00:35:55 |
is all my joy... |
00:36:09 |
Do you see this, O God? |
00:36:15 |
Laertes, |
00:36:16 |
I must commune with your grief, |
00:36:20 |
Make choice of whom your wisest |
00:36:23 |
And they shall hear and judge |
00:36:26 |
And we shall jointly labour with |
00:36:30 |
Let this be so. |
00:36:43 |
Since you have heard, |
00:36:46 |
That he which has your father slain |
00:36:51 |
It well appears. |
00:36:53 |
Why you proceeded not against these |
00:36:55 |
So crimeful and so capital in nature? |
00:36:58 |
The queen his mother |
00:37:02 |
The other motive, |
00:37:06 |
Is the great love the general gender |
00:37:10 |
- How now! What news? |
00:37:15 |
From Hamlet? |
00:37:17 |
- Who brought them? |
00:37:28 |
Laertes, |
00:37:33 |
Leave us. |
00:37:37 |
High and mighty, |
00:37:40 |
set naked |
00:37:49 |
Can you advise me? |
00:37:52 |
I'm lost in it, my lord. |
00:37:55 |
But let him come. |
00:37:58 |
Will you be ruled by me? |
00:38:01 |
My lord, I will be ruled. |
00:40:56 |
Horatio! |
00:40:58 |
Thou art e'en as just a man |
00:41:01 |
O, my dear lord... |
00:41:03 |
Nay, do not think I flatter. |
00:41:05 |
No, let the candied tongue lick |
00:41:13 |
In youth, when I did love, did love, |
00:41:16 |
Methought it was very sweet, |
00:41:19 |
To contract, O, the time, for, ah, |
00:41:21 |
O, methought there was nothing meet. |
00:41:24 |
But age, with his stealing steps, |
00:41:27 |
Has clawed me in his clutch, |
00:41:29 |
And has shipt me intil the land, |
00:41:31 |
As if I had never been such. |
00:41:36 |
That skull had a tongue in it, |
00:41:39 |
and could sing once. |
00:41:42 |
How the knave jowls it to the ground, |
00:41:44 |
as if it were Cain's jaw-bone, |
00:41:49 |
It might be the pate of a politician, |
00:41:53 |
one that would circumvent God, |
00:41:57 |
It might, my lord. |
00:41:59 |
Why... |
00:42:01 |
Even so. |
00:42:03 |
And now my Lady Worm's, |
00:42:07 |
chapless, and knockt about the mazard |
00:42:13 |
Here's fine revolution! |
00:42:18 |
And we had the trick to see it. |
00:42:25 |
Did these bones cost no more, |
00:42:31 |
Mine ache to think on it. |
00:42:38 |
I will speak to this fellow. |
00:42:40 |
O, a pit of clay for to be made |
00:42:42 |
For such a guest is meet. |
00:42:44 |
- Whose grave's this, sirrah? |
00:42:48 |
I think it be thine, indeed, |
00:42:50 |
'Tis a quick lie, sir. 'Twill away |
00:42:54 |
What man dost thou dig it for? |
00:42:56 |
For no man, sir. |
00:42:58 |
- What woman, then? |
00:43:00 |
Who is to be buried in it? |
00:43:02 |
One that was a woman, sir, |
00:43:04 |
but, rest her soul, |
00:43:09 |
How absolute the knave is! |
00:43:11 |
We must speak by the card, |
00:43:13 |
or equivocation will undo us. |
00:43:17 |
How long have thou been a grave- |
00:43:18 |
Of all the days in the year, it was |
00:43:23 |
He that is mad, |
00:43:26 |
Ay, marry, |
00:43:29 |
Why, because |
00:43:32 |
A' shall recover his wits there. |
00:43:34 |
Or, if a' do not, |
00:43:37 |
Why? |
00:43:39 |
'Twill not be seen in him there. |
00:43:45 |
How came he mad? |
00:43:50 |
Very strangely, they say. |
00:43:51 |
How strangely? |
00:43:53 |
Faith, even with losing his wits. |
00:43:56 |
Upon what ground? |
00:43:58 |
Why, |
00:44:14 |
How long will a man lie |
00:44:18 |
I'faith... |
00:44:20 |
If a' be not rotten before a' die, - |
00:44:22 |
we have many pocky corpses now |
00:44:26 |
a' will last some eight or nine year. |
00:44:28 |
A tanner will last you nine year. |
00:44:31 |
Why he more than another? |
00:44:32 |
Why, sir, his hide is so tanned |
00:44:36 |
that a' will keep out water a great |
00:44:38 |
And your water |
00:44:40 |
of your whoreson |
00:44:44 |
Here's a skull now has lain you |
00:44:46 |
in the earth three-and-twenty years. |
00:44:49 |
- Whose was it? |
00:44:52 |
- Whose do you think it was? |
00:44:55 |
A pestilence on him |
00:44:58 |
A' poured a flagon of Rhenish |
00:45:03 |
This same skull, sir, was Yorick's |
00:45:07 |
the king's jester. |
00:45:09 |
This? |
00:45:12 |
E'en that. |
00:45:14 |
Let me see. |
00:45:24 |
Alas, poor Yorick! |
00:45:29 |
I knew him, Horatio. |
00:45:32 |
A fellow of infinite jest, |
00:45:36 |
He has borne me on his back |
00:45:43 |
And now, how abhorred in my |
00:45:49 |
Here hung those lips |
00:45:52 |
that I have kissed |
00:45:58 |
Where be your gibes now? Your |
00:46:06 |
Not one now, |
00:46:11 |
Quite chop-faln? |
00:46:19 |
- Horatio, tell me one thing. |
00:46:22 |
Dost thou think Alexander looked |
00:46:25 |
E'en so. |
00:46:28 |
To what base uses |
00:46:32 |
Why may not |
00:46:36 |
the noble dust of Alexander |
00:46:39 |
till he find it |
00:46:41 |
'Twere to consider too curiously, |
00:46:46 |
No, faith, not a jot. |
00:46:48 |
But to follow him thither |
00:46:51 |
and likelihood to lead it, |
00:46:54 |
Alexander died, |
00:46:57 |
Alexander returneth into dust, |
00:47:02 |
of earth we make loam. |
00:47:04 |
Why of that loam whereto he was turned |
00:47:10 |
Imperious Caesar, turned to clay, |
00:47:17 |
O, that that earth which kept |
00:47:22 |
Should patch a wall t'expel |
00:48:10 |
What ceremony else? |
00:48:12 |
Her obsequies have been as far enlarged |
00:48:16 |
Her death was doubtful. And, but the |
00:48:20 |
She should in ground unsanctified |
00:48:23 |
Till the last trumpet. |
00:48:26 |
For charitable prayers, shards, flints |
00:48:30 |
Must there no more be done? |
00:48:32 |
No more be done. |
00:48:36 |
To sing a requiem, and such rest |
00:48:38 |
Lay her in the earth! |
00:48:41 |
A ministering angel shall my sister be, |
00:48:44 |
O, treble woe fall ten times treble |
00:48:49 |
Whose wicked deed thy ingenious |
00:48:51 |
Hold off the earth awhile, |
00:48:55 |
Now pile your dust upon the quick and |
00:48:57 |
Till of this flat a mountain you have |
00:49:00 |
To overtop old Pelion |
00:49:02 |
What is he whose grief |
00:49:04 |
This is I, Hamlet the Dane. |
00:49:06 |
The devil take thy soul! |
00:49:08 |
Thou pray not well. Off my throat. |
00:49:12 |
Gentlemen! |
00:49:14 |
- Pluck them asunder! |
00:49:16 |
Good my lord, be quiet! |
00:49:17 |
Why, I will fight with him |
00:49:20 |
Until my eyelids will no longer wag. |
00:49:21 |
- O my son, what theme? |
00:49:24 |
Forty thousand brothers could not, |
00:49:28 |
What wilt thou do for her? |
00:49:31 |
- O, he is mad, Laertes. |
00:49:32 |
'Swounds, show me what thou'It do. |
00:49:35 |
Woo't weep? Woo't fight? Woo't fast? |
00:49:39 |
Woo't tear thyself? Woo't drink up |
00:49:44 |
I'll do it. |
00:49:46 |
Dost thou come here to whine? To |
00:49:49 |
Be buried quick with her? And so |
00:49:55 |
And if thou prate of mountains, let |
00:49:58 |
Till our ground, singeing his pate |
00:50:03 |
Nay, an thou'It mouth, |
00:50:06 |
I'll rant as well as thou. |
00:50:16 |
Laertes, what is the reason that you |
00:50:22 |
I loved you ever. |
00:50:25 |
But it is no matter... |
00:50:29 |
Let Hercules himself do what he may, |
00:50:31 |
The cat will mew, and dog will have |
00:51:59 |
You have been talked of much, |
00:52:02 |
For a quality wherein you shine. |
00:52:05 |
Your sum of parts did not together |
00:52:09 |
As did a very riband one, |
00:52:13 |
Now, out of this... |
00:52:16 |
What out of this, my lord? |
00:52:21 |
Bring you together and wager on your |
00:52:26 |
He, being remiss, |
00:52:30 |
Most generous, and free from all |
00:52:32 |
Will not peruse the foils, so that, |
00:52:35 |
Or with a little shuffling, you may |
00:52:38 |
A sword unbated, and, in a pass of |
00:52:41 |
Requite him for your father. |
00:52:43 |
I will do it. |
00:52:45 |
And for that purpose I'll anoint my |
00:52:48 |
And that he calls for drink, |
00:52:51 |
I'll have prepared him a chalice |
00:52:54 |
whereon but sipping, |
00:52:56 |
Our purpose may hold there. |
00:53:45 |
But I am very sorry, good Horatio, |
00:53:48 |
For, by the image of my cause, I see |
00:53:50 |
I'll court his favours. |
00:53:51 |
But, sure, the bravery of his grief |
00:53:54 |
In a towering passion. |
00:53:55 |
Your lordship is right welcome |
00:53:59 |
I humbly thank you, sir. |
00:54:01 |
- Dost know this water-fly? |
00:54:03 |
If your lordship were at leisure, I'd |
00:54:08 |
I will receive it with all diligence |
00:54:10 |
Put your bonnet to his right use. |
00:54:12 |
I thank your lordship. |
00:54:15 |
No, 'tis very cold, the wind is |
00:54:17 |
It is indifferent cold, |
00:54:21 |
His majesty bade me |
00:54:24 |
that he has laid a wager on your head. |
00:54:26 |
What did he wager? |
00:54:28 |
Here is newly come to court Laertes, |
00:54:30 |
an absolute gentleman, |
00:54:32 |
What imports the nomination of this |
00:54:34 |
- Of Laertes? |
00:54:37 |
I mean, for his weapon. |
00:54:40 |
In his meed he's unfellowed. |
00:54:42 |
- What's his weapon? |
00:54:44 |
That's two of his weapons. |
00:54:46 |
The king has laid, that in a dozen |
00:54:49 |
Laertes shall not exceed you |
00:54:51 |
It would come to immediate trial, |
00:54:57 |
How if I answer no? |
00:55:01 |
I mean, my lord, the opposition |
00:55:10 |
I will walk here in the hall. |
00:55:13 |
Shall I re-deliver you e'en so? |
00:55:16 |
To this effect, sir, after what |
00:55:20 |
I commend my duty |
00:55:23 |
Yours, yours. |
00:55:29 |
You will lose this wager, my lord. |
00:55:31 |
I do not think so. I shall win. |
00:55:34 |
But thou wouldst not think how ill |
00:55:37 |
- Nay, good my lord! |
00:55:39 |
But it is such a kind of gain-giving |
00:55:42 |
I'll say you are not fit. |
00:55:44 |
Not a whit. |
00:55:47 |
If it be now, |
00:55:50 |
'tis not to come. |
00:55:51 |
If it be not now, |
00:55:54 |
The readiness is all. |
00:55:56 |
Since no man knows aught |
00:55:58 |
what is't to leave betimes? |
00:56:08 |
Let be. |
00:57:02 |
Give me your pardon, sir. |
00:57:08 |
This presence knows, |
00:57:10 |
How I am punished |
00:57:14 |
What I have done, what might |
00:57:19 |
Roughly awake, I here proclaim was |
00:57:24 |
If Hamlet from himself be ta'en away, |
00:57:28 |
Then Hamlet does it not, |
00:57:33 |
Let my disclaiming from a purposed evil |
00:57:37 |
That I have shot mine arrow o'er |
00:57:44 |
I am satisfied in nature, |
00:57:47 |
Whose motive, in this case, should |
00:57:52 |
But in my terms of honour |
00:57:54 |
And will no reconcilement |
00:57:57 |
I have a voice and precedent of peace, |
00:58:00 |
But till that time I do receive your |
00:58:04 |
I embrace it freely, |
00:58:07 |
Give us the foils. Come on. |
00:58:09 |
Give them the foils, young Osric. |
00:58:13 |
Very well, my lord. Your Grace |
00:58:15 |
I do not fear it. I have seen you both. |
00:58:17 |
I'll be your foil. In mine ignorance |
00:58:20 |
Your skill shall, like a star in the |
00:58:22 |
You mock me, sir. |
00:58:24 |
No, by this hand. |
00:58:28 |
Set me the stoops of wine upon that |
00:58:30 |
If Hamlet give the first or second hit, |
00:58:33 |
Let all the battlements their ordnance |
00:58:35 |
The king shall drink to Hamlet's |
00:58:38 |
And in the cup an union shall he |
00:58:41 |
Richer than that which four successive |
00:58:45 |
Come, begin. |
00:58:51 |
Come on, sir. |
00:58:54 |
Come, my lord. |
00:59:28 |
- One! |
00:59:29 |
Judgement! |
00:59:30 |
- A hit, a very palpable hit. |
00:59:55 |
One! |
00:59:56 |
Stay, give me drink. |
01:00:02 |
This pearl is thine. |
01:00:14 |
Here's your cup. |
01:00:16 |
I'll play this bout first. |
01:00:21 |
Set it by awhile. |
01:00:27 |
Come. |
01:00:42 |
- Another hit, what say you? |
01:00:45 |
Our son shall win. |
01:00:49 |
He's fat, and scant of breath. |
01:01:00 |
Here, Hamlet, take my napkin. |
01:01:11 |
The queen carouses to thy fortune. |
01:01:14 |
Good madam! |
01:01:15 |
Gertrude, do not drink. |
01:01:17 |
I will, my lord. I pray you, pardon me. |
01:01:30 |
Come, Laertes, you but dally. |
01:01:34 |
I am afeared you make a wanton of me. |
01:01:36 |
Say you so? Come on. |
01:02:02 |
Have at you now! |
01:03:01 |
Part them! They are incensed. |
01:03:03 |
Nay, come, again. |
01:03:26 |
Look to the queen there, ho! |
01:03:28 |
- How does the queen? |
01:03:32 |
No, no, Hamlet! |
01:03:37 |
O villainy! Treachery! |
01:03:41 |
- Seek it out! |
01:03:45 |
Thou art slain. No medicine |
01:03:47 |
In thee not half an hour of life. |
01:03:53 |
The king, the king's to blame! |
01:03:56 |
The point envenomed too? |
01:04:02 |
Then, venom, |
01:05:52 |
The rest is silence. |
01:07:01 |
- Where is this sight? |
01:07:04 |
If aught of woe or wonder, cease |
01:07:22 |
Let four captains bear |
01:07:27 |
For he was likely, had he been put on, |
01:07:32 |
And, for his passage, |
01:07:33 |
The soldiers' music and the rites |
01:07:38 |
Take up the bodies. |
01:07:40 |
Such a sight as this becomes the field, |
01:07:45 |
Go, bid the soldiers shoot! |
01:10:57 |
The End |