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HAMLET 2! of 4!
HAMLET 3! of 4!
Now might I do it pat, now he is praying;
And now I'll do't. And so he goes to heaven,
And so am I reveng'd. That would be scann'd.
A villain kills my father; and for that,
I, his sole son, do this same villain send
To heaven.
No.
Up, sword, and know thou a more horrid hent.
This physic but prolongs thy sickly days.
transition: to Gertrude on the bench
You are the Queen, your husband's brother's wife,
And (would it were not so!) you are my mother.
draws How now? a rat? Dead for a ducat, dead!
A bloody deed- almost as bad, good mother,
As kill a king, and marry with his brother.
Do you not come your tardy son to chide?
Do you see nothing there?
My father, in his habit as he liv'd!
Ecstasy?
My pulse as yours doth temperately keep time
And makes as healthful music. It is not madness
That I have utt'red.
transition: pressed against the couch
I prithee take thy fingers from my throat;
For, though I am not splenitive and rash,
Yet have I in me something dangerous,
Which let thy wisdom fear. Hold off thy hand!
I lov'd Ophelia.
transition: fold and present scarf as madness to Laertes from behind the couch
Give me your pardon, sir. I have done you wrong;
And you must needs have heard, how I am punish'd
With sore distraction. What I have done
I here proclaim was madness.
Was't Hamlet wrong'd Laertes? Never Hamlet.
If Hamlet from himself be taken away,
And when he's not himself does wrong Laertes,
Then Hamlet does it not, Hamlet denies it.
Who does it, then? His madness.
collapse onto couch
HAMLET 4! of 4!
I am dead, Horatio.
Thou liv'st; report me and my cause aright
To the unsatisfied.
The potent poison quite o'ercrows my spirit.
- the rest is silence.