Act 2 — Scene I. A room in Polonius's house.
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Enter Polonius and Reynaldo.[560]
Pol. Give him this money and these notes, Reynaldo.[561][562] Rey. I will, my lord. Pol. You shall do marvellous wisely, good Reynaldo,[562][563] Before you visit him, to make inquire[564] Of his behaviour. Rey. My lord, I did intend it. 5 Pol. Marry, well said, very well said. Look you, sir,[565] Inquire me first what Danskers are in Paris,[566] And how, and who, what means, and where they keep, What company, at what expense, and finding[567] By this encompassment and drift of question 10 That they do know my son, come you more nearer[568] Than your particular demands will touch it:[568] Take you, as 'twere, some distant knowledge of him, As thus, 'I know his father and his friends,[569] And in part him:' do you mark this, Reynaldo?[562] 15 Rey. Ay, very well, my lord. Pol. 'And in part him; but,' you may say, 'not well: But if't be he I mean, he's very wild,[570] Addicted so and so;' and there put on him What forgeries you please; marry, none so rank 20 As may dishonour him; take heed of that; But, sir, such wanton, wild and usual slips As are companions noted and most known To youth and liberty. Rey. As gaming, my lord. Pol. Ay, or drinking, fencing, swearing, quarrelling,[571][572] 25 Drabbing: you may go so far.[571] Rey. My lord, that would dishonour him. Pol. Faith, no; as you may season it in the charge.[573] You must not put another scandal on him,[574] That he is open to incontinency;[575] 30 That's not my meaning: but breathe his faults so quaintly That they may seem the taints of liberty, The flash and outbreak of a fiery mind, A savageness in unreclaimed blood,[576][577] Of general assault.[576] Rey. But, my good lord,—[578] 35 Pol. Wherefore should you do this? Rey. Ay, my lord,[579][580] I would know that.[579] Pol. Marry, sir, here's my drift, And I believe it is a fetch of warrant:[581] You laying these slight sullies on my son,[582] As 'twere a thing a little soil'd i' the working,[583] 40 Mark you,[584][585] Your party in converse, him you would sound,[584][586] Having ever seen in the prenominate crimes[587] The youth you breathe of guilty, be assured[588] He closes with you in this consequence;[589] 45 'Good sir,' or so, or 'friend,' or 'gentleman,'[590] According to the phrase or the addition[591] Of man and country. Rey. Very good, my lord. Pol. And then, sir, does he this—he does—what was I[592][593] about to say? By the mass, I was about to say something:[592][594] 50 where did I leave?[592] Rey. At 'closes in the consequence,' at 'friend or so,'[595] and 'gentleman.'[595] Pol. At 'closes in the consequence,' ay, marry;[596] He closes with you thus: 'I know the gentleman;[597] 55 I saw him yesterday, or t'other day,[598] Or then, or then, with such, or such, and, as you say,[599] There was a' gaming, there o'ertook in's rouse,[600] There falling out at tennis:' or perchance,[601] 'I saw him enter such a house of sale,'[602] 60 Videlicet, a brothel, or so forth.[603] See you now;[603] Your bait of falsehood takes this carp of truth:[604] And thus do we of wisdom and of reach, With windlasses and with assays of bias,[605] 65 By indirections find directions out:[606] So, by my former lecture and advice,[607] Shall you my son. You have me, have you not? Rey. My lord, I have. Pol. God be wi' ye; fare ye well.[608] Rey. Good my lord![609] 70 Pol. Observe his inclination in yourself.[610] Rey. I shall, my lord. Pol. And let him ply his music. Rey. Well, my lord. Pol. Farewell! [Exit Reynaldo.
Enter Ophelia.[611]
How now, Ophelia! what's the matter? Oph. O, my lord, my lord, I have been so affrighted![612] 75 Pol. With what, i' the name of God?[613] Oph. My lord, as I was sewing in my closet,[614] Lord Hamlet, with his doublet all unbraced,[615] No hat upon his head, his stockings foul'd,[616] Ungarter'd and down-gyved to his ancle;[617] 80 Pale as his shirt, his knees knocking each other, And with a look so piteous in purport As if he had been loosed out of hell To speak of horrors, he comes before me.[618] Pol. Mad for thy love? Oph. My lord, I do not know,[619] 85 But truly I do fear it.[619] Pol. What said he? Oph. He took me by the wrist and held me hard;[620] Then goes he to the length of all his arm, And with his other hand thus o'er his brow, He falls to such perusal of my face 90 As he would draw it. Long stay'd he so;[621] At last, a little shaking of mine arm,[622] And thrice his head thus waving up and down, He raised a sigh so piteous and profound[623] As it did seem to shatter all his bulk[624] 95 And end his being: that done, he lets me go:[625] And with his head over his shoulder turn'd,[626] He seem'd to find his way without his eyes; For out o' doors he went without their helps,[627] And to the last bended their light on me. 100 Pol. Come, go with me: I will go seek the king.[628] This is the very ecstasy of love; Whose violent property fordoes itself[629] And leads the will to desperate undertakings As oft as any passion under heaven[630] 105 That does afflict our natures. 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 denied His access to me. Pol. That hath made him mad. 110 I am sorry that with better heed and judgement[631] I had not quoted him: I fear'd he did but trifle[632] And meant to wreck thee; but beshrew my jealousy![633] By heaven, it is as proper to our age[634] To cast beyond ourselves in our opinions 115 As it is common for the younger sort To lack discretion. Come, go we to the king:[635] This must be known; which, being kept close, might move[636] More grief to hide than hate to utter love.[637] Come. [Exeunt.[638] 120