29 Ham. Hor. Nay, very pale. Hor. Most constantly. Ham. Pale, or red? And fix'd his eyes upon you? I would I had been there. | Hor. It would have much amaz'd you. Ham. Very like. Stay'd it long? Hor. While one with moderate haste might tell a hundred. Mar. Ber. Longer, longer. Hor. Not when I saw it. Ham. His beard was grizzled? no? Hor. It was, as I have seen it in his life, A sable silver'd. Ham. I will watch to-night: Perchance, 't will walk again. Hor. I warrant it will. All. Our duty to your honour. Ham. Your loves, as mine to you. Farewell. I doubt some foul play: would the night were come! [Exeunt. Though all the earth o'erwhelm them, to men's eyes. [Exit. | 31 SCENE III. A Room in POLONIUS' House. Enter LAERTES and OPHELIA. Laer. My necessaries are embark'd; farewell: And, sister, as the winds give benefit, And convoy is assistant, do not sleep, Oph. Do you doubt that? Laer. For Hamlet, and the trifling of his favour, A violet in the youth of primy nature, Oph. No more but so? Think it no more: For nature, crescent, does not grow alone His greatness weigh'd, his will is not his own, Whereof he is the head. Then, if he says he loves you, As he in his particular act and place May give his saying deed; which is no farther, Or lose your heart, or your chaste treasure open Fear it, Ophelia, fear it, my dear sister; And keep you in the rear of your affection, 32 33 34 Oph. I shall th' effect of this good lesson keep, Laer. I stay too long; O! fear me not. but here my father comes. Enter POLONIUS. A double blessing is a double grace; Occasion smiles upon a second leave. Pol. 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' Head. And these few precepts in thy memory 35 Look thou character. | Give thy thoughts no tongue, Be thou familiar, but by no means vulgar: Bear 't, that th' opposed may beware of thee. Take each man's censure, but reserve thy judgment. 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, 36 Neither a borrower, nor a lender be; For loan oft loses both itself and friend, Laer. Most humbly do I take my leave, my lord. Laer. Farewell, Ophelia; and remember well What I have said to you. Oph. "T is in my memory lock'd, And you yourself shall keep the key of it. Laer. Pol. Farewell. [Exit LAERTES. What is 't, Ophelia, he hath said to you? Oph. So please you, something touching the lord Hamlet. | 'T is told me, he hath very oft of late Given private time to you; and you yourself Have of your audiençe been most free and bounteous. If it be so, (as so 't is 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. Oph. He hath, my lord, of late made many tenders Pol. Affection? pooh! you speak like a green girl, Unsifted in such perilous circumstance. Do you believe his tenders, as you call them? Oph. I do not know, my lord, what I should think. | That you have ta'en these tenders for true pay, Oph. My lord, he hath importun'd me with love, Pol. Ay, fashion you may call it; go to, go to. Oph. And hath given countenance to his speech, my lord, With almost all the holy vows of heaven. Pol. Ay, springes to catch woodcocks. I do know, When the blood burns, how prodigal the soul Than a command to parley. For lord Hamlet, 37 38 39 40 Than may be given you. In few, Ophelia, Breathing like sanctified and pious bawds, I would not, in plain terms, from this time forth, SCENE IV. [Exeunt. | Hor. Indeed? I heard it not: it then draws near the season, Wherein the spirit held his wont to walk. A Flourish of Trumpets, and two Pieces go off. What does this mean, my lord? Ham. The king doth wake to-night, and takes his rouse, Keeps wassel, and the swaggering up-spring reels; And as he drains his draughts of Rhenish down, The kettle-drum and trumpet thus bray out The triumph of his pledge. Hor. Ham. Ay, marry, is 't: Is it a custom? But to my mind, though I am native here, More honour'd in the breach, than the observance. | 41 This heavy-headed revel, east and west Makes us traduc'd and tax'd of other nations: They clepe us drunkards, and with swinish phrase Soil our addition; and, indeed, it takes From our achievements, though perform'd at height, |