The Works of William Shakespeare [Cambridge Edition] [Vol. 8 of 9]Shakespeare, William
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The Works of William Shakespeare [Cambridge Edition] [Vol. 8 of 9]
Shakespeare, William
English drama
_Ros._ My lord, you once did love me.
_Ham._ So I do still, by these pickers and stealers.[1336] 320
_Ros._ Good my lord, what is your cause of distemper?
you do surely bar the door upon your own liberty, if you[1337]
deny your griefs to your friend.
_Ham._ Sir, I lack advancement.
_Ros._ How can that be, when you have the voice of the 325
king himself for your succession in Denmark?
_Ham._ Ay, sir, but 'while the grass grows,'--the proverb[1338]
is something musty.
_Re-enter_ Players _with recorders_.[1339]
O, the recorders! let me see one. To withdraw with you:--[1340]
why do you go about to recover the wind of me, as if you 330
would drive me into a toil?
_Guil._ O, my lord, if my duty be too bold, my love is[1341]
too unmannerly.[1341]
_Ham._ I do not well understand that. Will you play
upon this pipe? 335
_Guil._ My lord, I cannot.[1342]
_Ham._ I pray you.
_Guil._ Believe me, I cannot.
_Ham._ I do beseech you.[1343]
_Guil._ I know no touch of it, my lord.[1344] 340
_Ham._ It is as easy as lying: govern these ventages[1345]
with your fingers and thumb, give it breath with your[1346]
mouth, and it will discourse most eloquent music. Look[1347]
you, these are the stops.
_Guil._ But these cannot I command to any utterance 345
of harmony; I have not the skill.
_Ham._ Why, look you now, how unworthy a thing you
make of me! You would play upon me; you would seem[1348]
to know my stops; you would pluck out the heart of my
mystery; you would sound me from my lowest note to the[1349] 350
top of my compass: and there is much music, excellent[1349]
voice, in this little organ; yet cannot you make it speak.[1350]
'Sblood, do you think I am easier to be played on than a[1351]
pipe? Call me what instrument you will, though you can[1352]
fret me, yet you cannot play upon me.[1352][1353] 355
_Enter_ POLONIUS.[1354]
God bless you, sir![1355]
_Pol._ My lord, the queen would speak with you, and
presently.
_Ham._ Do you see yonder cloud that's almost in shape[1356][1357]
of a camel?[1357][1358][1359] 360
_Pol._ By the mass, and 'tis like a camel, indeed.[1360][1359]
_Ham._ Methinks it is like a weasel.[1361]
_Pol._ It is backed like a weasel.[1361][1362]
_Ham._ Or like a whale?[1363]
_Pol._ Very like a whale. 365
_Ham._ Then I will come to my mother by and by.[1364]
They fool me to the top of my bent. I will come by and[1365][1366]
by.[1366]
_Pol._ I will say so. [_Exit Polonius._[1366][1367]
_Ham._ 'By and by' is easily said. Leave me, friends.[1366] 370
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