This is the very ecstasy of love; I am sorry, 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 deny'd Pol. 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, 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. Come. SCENE II. [Exeunt 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 More than his father's death, that thus hath put So much from the understanding of himself, him: And, since, so neighbour'd to his youth and humour, That you vouchsafe your rest here in our court Queen. Good Gentlemen, he hath much talk'd of you; And, sure I am, two men there are not living, For the supply and profit of our hope, Ros. Both your Majesties Might, by the sovereign power you have of us, Guil. But we both obey; And here give up ourselves, in the full bent, King. Thanks, Rosencrantz, and gentle Guil denstern. Queen. Thanks, Guildenstern, and gentle Rosencrantz: And I beseech you instantly to visit My too much changed son.-Go, some of you, Pleasant and helpful to him! Queen. Ay, amen! [Exeunt ROSENCRANTZ, GUILDENSTERN, and some Attendants. Enter POLONIUS, Pol. The embassadors from Norway, my good 'Are joyfully return'd. Lord, King. Thou still hast been the father of good news. Pol. Have I, my Lord? Assure you, my good Both to my God, and to my gracious King: As it hath us'd to do) that I have found King. O, speak of that; that do I long to hear. Pol. Give first admittance to the embassadors My news shall be the fruit to that great feast. King. Thyself do grace to them, and bring them in [Exit POLONIUS. He tells me, my dear Gertrude, he hath found The head and source of all your son's distemper. Queen. I doubt, it is no other but the main; His father's death, and our o'erhasty marriage. Re-enter POLONIUS, with VOLTIMAND and CORNELIUS. King. Well, we shall sift him. Welcome, my good friends! Say, Voltimand, what from our brother Norway? [ Gives a paper. That it might please you to give quiet pass King. It likes us well; And, at our more consider'd time, we'll read, Answer, and think upon this business. Mean time; we thank you for your well-took labour: Go to your rest; at night we'll feast together: [Exeunt VOLTIMAND and CORNELIUS. Pol. This business is well ended. My Liege, and Madam, to expostulate Why day is day, night, night, and time is time, And tediousness the limbs and outward flour I will be brief: Your noble son is mad: Queen. More matter, with less art. Pol. Madam, I swear, I use no art at all. Mad let us grant him then: and now remains, I have a daugther; have, while she is mine; To the celestial, and my soul's idol, the That's an ill phrase, a vile phrase; beautified is a vile phrase: but you shall hear. Thus: |