Now could I drink hot blood
And do such bitter business as the day
Would quake to look on.
And do such bitter business as the day
Would quake to look on.
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Or like a whale.
Pol. Very like a whale.
Ham. Then will I come to my mother by-and-by. - They fool me to the
top of my bent. - I will come by-and-by.
Pol. I will say so. Exit.
Ham. 'By-and-by' is easily said. - Leave me, friends.
[Exeunt all but Hamlet. ]
'Tis now the very witching time of night,
When churchyards yawn, and hell itself breathes out
Contagion to this world.
Now could I drink hot blood
And do such bitter business as the day
Would quake to look on. Soft! now to my mother!
O heart, lose not thy nature; let not ever
The soul of Nero enter this firm bosom.
Let me be cruel, not unnatural;
I will speak daggers to her, but use none.
My tongue and soul in this be hypocrites-
How in my words somever she be shent,
To give them seals never, my soul, consent! Exit.
Scene III.
A room in the Castle.
Enter King, Rosencrantz, and Guildenstern.
King. I like him not, nor stands it safe with us
To let his madness range. Therefore prepare you;
I your commission will forthwith dispatch,
And he to England shall along with you.
The terms of our estate may not endure
Hazard so near us as doth hourly grow
Out of his lunacies.
Guil. We will ourselves provide.
Pol. Very like a whale.
Ham. Then will I come to my mother by-and-by. - They fool me to the
top of my bent. - I will come by-and-by.
Pol. I will say so. Exit.
Ham. 'By-and-by' is easily said. - Leave me, friends.
[Exeunt all but Hamlet. ]
'Tis now the very witching time of night,
When churchyards yawn, and hell itself breathes out
Contagion to this world.
Now could I drink hot blood
And do such bitter business as the day
Would quake to look on. Soft! now to my mother!
O heart, lose not thy nature; let not ever
The soul of Nero enter this firm bosom.
Let me be cruel, not unnatural;
I will speak daggers to her, but use none.
My tongue and soul in this be hypocrites-
How in my words somever she be shent,
To give them seals never, my soul, consent! Exit.
Scene III.
A room in the Castle.
Enter King, Rosencrantz, and Guildenstern.
King. I like him not, nor stands it safe with us
To let his madness range. Therefore prepare you;
I your commission will forthwith dispatch,
And he to England shall along with you.
The terms of our estate may not endure
Hazard so near us as doth hourly grow
Out of his lunacies.
Guil. We will ourselves provide.