Queen. What have I done, that thou darest wag thy tongue In noise so rude against me? Ham. A rhapsody of words: heaven's face doth glow; 2 With tristful visage, as against the doom, Queen. Ah me, what act, That roars so loud, and thunders in the index ? 3 1 Contraction, for marriage contract. 2 Sorrowful. Indices were inserted at the beginning of books in the 4 Apollo's. time of our author. 5 Station here means the act of standing. To give the world assurance of a man: This was your husband.-Look you now, what fol lows: Here is your husband, like a mildew'd ear, Blasting his wholesome brother. Have you eyes? The heyday in the blood is tame, it 's humble, ment Would step from this to this? Sense, sure, you have, Else could you not have motion: but, sure, that sense Is apoplex'd; for madness would not err; Nor sense to ecstasy 3 was ne'er so thrall'd, To serve in such a difference. What devil was 't, O shame, where is thy blush? Rebellious hell, 1 Grow fat. 2 Sensation. 3 Alienation of mind. 5 Without. Could not exhibit so much stupidity. And melt in her own fire: proclaim no shame, And reason panders well. Queen. O Hamlet, speak no more: Thou turn'st mine eyes into my very soul; Ham. Nay, but to live In the rank sweat of an enseamed bed; Stew'd in corruption; honeying, and making love Over the nasty sty; Queen. O, speak to me no more: These words like daggers enter in mine ears: Ham. A murderer, and a villain: A slave, that is not twentieth part the tithe Ham. A king of shreds and patches. Save me, and hover o'er me with your wings, You heavenly guards !—What would your gracious figure? i. e. a low mimic of kings. The vice was the fool of the old moralities. Queen. Alas, he's mad. Ham. Do you not come your tardy son το chide, That, lapsed in time and passion, lets go by Ghost. Do not forget, this visitation Is but to whet thy almost blunted purpose. Ham. How is it with you, lady? Queen. Alas, how is 't with you, That you do bend your eye on vacancy, And with the incorporal air do hold discourse? His form and cause conjoin'd, preaching to stones, me; Lest, with this piteous action, you convert Imagination. 2 Endued with understanding |