Now come, let’s go. You’re not able to mock your own grinning skull now, are you? Millions of acres on us, till our ground. Could he dig, without arms? At least I’m sure it may be so in Denmark. Is this thefine of his fines and the recovery of his recoveries, to have his fine pate full of fine dirt? Fetch me a stoup of liquor. Why, right, you are right. It’s mine, sir. No, I swear, not at all. Why, you could imagine how the noble ashes of Alexander the Great might end up plugging a hole in a barrel? Now I must fulfill my vow. Could he dig without arms? If this woman hadn’t been a noble, she wouldn’t have been given a Christian burial. Let not the royal bed of Denmark be A couch for luxury and damnèd incest. But this eternal blazon must not be To ears of flesh and blood. There are more things in heaven and earth, Horatio. There’s another. All murder is awful, but this one was even more awful, startling, and unnatural. [TO HORATIO and MARCELLUS] Let’s move once more, my friends. This is mere madness. But how? Was it part of his contracts and deeds that his skull should get filled up with dirt? This is I, Hamlet the Dane. That you know aught of me. It does well to those that do ill. Now thou dost ill to say the gallows is built stronger than the church. And a most instant tetter barked about, Most lazar-like, with vile and loathsome crust All my smooth body. We’ll move somewhere else. You, as your business and desire shall point you—. Will you cut yourself? Adieu, adieu, adieu. I’ve been the handyman here for thirty years, since I was a boy. We have to speak precisely, or his word play will defeat us. Forty thousand brothersCould not with all their quantity of loveMake up my sum. Now pile your dust upon the quick and dead, Till of this flat a mountain you have made, T’ o’ertop old Pelion or the skyish head Of blue Olympus. Oh, treble woe Fall ten times treble on that cursèd head, Whose wicked deed thy most ingenious sense Deprived thee of! [indicates a skull] Here’s a skull now. Goodbye, goodbye, goodbye. He’s gotten so used to digging graves that he does it with ease. Goodbye! Why, e’en so. Till I have caught her once more in mine arms. Oh, that the body that once ruled the entire world could now patch up a wall to keep out the winter! Where are your jokes now? O Hamlet, what a falling off was there! And now my Lady Worm’s, chapless and knocked about the mazard with a sexton’s spade. There is no ancient gentleman but gardeners, ditchers, and grave-makers. Where are your jokes now? Why, yes. Will you drink vinegar, or eat a crocodile? Did these bones cost no more the breeding but to play at loggets with them? And shall I couple hell? [He puts down the skull]. Nay, an thou’lt mouth, I’ll rant as well as thou. Hear you, sir. This fellow might be in ’s time a great buyer of land, with his statutes, his recognizances, hisfines, his double vouchers, his recoveries. The Bible says Adam dug. This Hamlet Scene-by-Scene Breakdown guides you through Shakespeare’s longest play. Sayst thou so? Now here stands a man, right? I’ll put another question to thee. Scene Questions for Review 1. That poison—which is like a natural enemy of blood—spreads like quicksilver through the veins and curdles the blood. He shall recover his wits there, or, if he do not, it’s no great matter there. How can that be, unless she drowned herself in self-defense? Couch we a while and mark. I was sent to death with all my sins still on my head. Will you cut yourself? Till of this flat a mountain you have made, Now pile the dirt onto the living and the dead, until you’ve made this flat ground into mountain, Bears such an emphasis, whose phrase of sorrow, Who is the man whose grief is so profound, whose words of sadness makes the stars stand still in the heavens. Come, myspade. What a miner you are! How absolute the knave is! From the creators of SparkNotes, something better. I think it must be yours, because you’re lying in it. If you ever loved your dear father—. Mine ache to think on ’t. O cursèd spite, That ever I was born to set it right! Imperious Caesar, dead and turned to clay. That poison—which is like a natural enemy of blood—spreads like quicksilver through the veins and curdles the blood. And so, without more circumstance at all, I hold it fit that we shake hands and part. I loved Ophelia. I hoped thou shouldst have been my Hamlet’s wife. If you can’t answer it, admit it—. Come on, shovel. Yes, by heaven! Oh, you villain, villain, damned, smiling villain! A lot of offense. Get free homework help on William Shakespeare's Hamlet: play summary, scene summary and analysis and original text, quotes, essays, character analysis, and filmography courtesy of CliffsNotes. Oh, curses! He said, “Remember me.” I’ve sworn I would. [digs and sings] In youth when I did love, did love, Methought it was very sweet To contract–o–the time, for–a–my behove, Oh, methought, there–a–was nothing–a–meet. Why may not, imagination trace the noble dust of Alexander till he, No, faith, not a jot. This skull has lain in the earth three-and-twenty years. But it doesn’t matter. [To GERTRUDE] Good Gertrude, please set some kind of watch over your son. There the men are as mad as he. —and why of that loam, whereto he was converted. Leave her fate to God, and to the sting of her own guilt. To be buried alive with her? But however you attempt to get revenge, don’t allow your mind or soul to contemplate harming your mother. That is a lie that deceives all of Denmark. It was the day that young Hamlet was born—the one who’s insane and got sent to England. He sings at, ‘Tis e’en so. You’re not able to mock your own grinning skull now, are you? That roots itself in ease on Lethe wharf. Why, I will fight with him upon this themeUntil my eyelids will no longer wag. Show me what you’re going to do for her. Then you must promise to avenge my death, too, when you hear what I say. If the man go to this water and drown. [Singing] Oh, a pit of dirt to be made up  Is the right thing for our guest. I’ll ask you another question. The coroner’s inquest law. The glow of light on the horizon shows that morning is near. Yet here she is allowed her virgin crants, Her maiden strewments, and the bringing home Of bell and burial. Thou dost lie in ’t, to be in ’t and say it is thine. Would heart of man once think it? lies the point: if I drown myself wittingly, it argues, And an act hath three branches—it is to act, to. Line-by-line modern translations of every Shakespeare play and poem. Do his feelings for Gertrude play a role in his decision? Now get you tomy lady’s chamber and tell her, let her paint an inch thick, to this favor she must come. But if the water come to him and drown him, he drowns not himself. You noble youth, know that the snake that killed your father is now wearing his crown. The deeds to his properties would barely fit in this coffin—and that coffin is all he gets to have? Once more remove, good friends. Her death was doubtful, And, but that great command o’ersways the order, She should in ground unsanctified have lodged Till the last trumpet. Therefore make her grave straight. O most pernicious woman! Or of a courtier, which could say, “Good morrow, sweet lord!” “How dost thou, good lord?” This might be my LordSuch-a-one that praised my Lord Such-a-one’s horse whenhe meant to beg it, might it not? Ah, but I swear by Saint Patrick that there is, Horatio. Should I include hell too? Yes, that incestuous, adulterous beast. there, or, if he do not, it’s no great matter there. Why, couldn’t that be a lawyer’s skull? You noble youth, know that the snake that killed your father is now wearing his crown. Argal, the gallows may do wellto thee. May do, to express his love and friending to you. London: Macmillan. Remember me.” I have sworn ’t. What is he that builds stronger than either the mason, the shipwright, or the carpenter? If I weren’t forbidden to tell you the secrets of purgatory, I could tell you stories that would cut up your soul, freeze your blood, make your eyes bulge from their sockets, and your hair stand on end like the quills of a frightened porcupine. As for me,’ll go and pray. There’s another. How literal this jokester is! Refine any search. Until then we must work patiently. [puts down the skull], And smelled like this? Instant downloads of all 1408 LitChart PDFs. He killed me even as I was still gripped by sin, because I did not get to repent my sins or receive last rites. Well, sir, because his skin is so leathery from the work he does that he keeps the water out for a long time, and water is the main cause of decay in your son-of-a-bitch body. Every fool can tell that. We will build a monument for this grave that will last forever. I broke instantly into a rash that covered my smooth body with a revolting crust. And now, good friends—and you are friends, scholars, and soldiers—do me one small favor. Must have been someone of quite noble birth. [To LAERTES] Control yourself by thinking of our talk last night. I tell thee she is. Nay, come, let’s go together. Yes, by God, very sorry. Will you cry? Sir, this skull belonged to Yorick, the king’s jester. How, the knave jowls it to the ground, as if it were Cain’s, of a politician, which this ass now o’erreaches, one. Now, Hamlet, hear. If you can’t answer it, admit it—. Argal, he that is not guilty of his own death shortens not his own life. Got that? Because he was insane. Therefore, she must have known she was drowning herself. And now this idiot is grasping it. Mark you that. Whose do you think it was? To be buried alive with her? How say you, then? And still your fingers on your lips, I pray. Your flashes of high spirits that used to set the whole table roaring with laughter? But keep your lips sealed, please. The queen, the courtiers—who is this they follow, The corse they follow did with desperate hand. And thus a while the fit will work on him. So why can’t someone use the clay made from Alexander to plug up a beer barrel? There’s ne’er a villain dwelling in all Denmark, There needs no ghost, my lord, come from the grave. Any fool could tell you that. Good. It was the very day that young Hamlet was born, he that is mad and sent into England. Yes, indeed it is. And with such a plain ceremony? Make her laugh at that. If thou hast nature in thee, bear it not. What a change of fortune, if we could only see it. And now this idiot is grasping it. So welcome it like a stranger. Your dances? Actually understand Hamlet Act 5, Scene 1. And if the king had not given a command that overruled our normal customs, she’d have been buried in the unholy ground outside the church graveyard until Judgment Day. Nothing more. Will you fight? His most awful murder. He poured a flagon, of Rhenish on my head once. Line-by-line modern translations of every Shakespeare play and poem. Yes, right, and why was he sent to England? How long will a man lie i’ the earth ere he rot? So, with that, I’d say that the best thing would be for us to shake hands and go our separate ways. Here comes the king, The queen, the courtiers—who is this they follow, And with such maimèd rites? Therefore, the gallows may do well to you. Custom hath made it in him a property of easiness. I prithee, take thy fingers from my throat, For though I am not splenitive and rash, Yet have I something in me dangerous, Which let thy wisdom fear. There’s ne’er a villain dwelling in all DenmarkBut he’s an arrant knave. Or a courtier, who used to say, “Good night, my sweet lord! Let me see. I tell thee she is. Read every line of Shakespeare’s original text alongside a modern English translation. And now it’s the property of Lady Worm, with its lower jaw knocked off, and thwacked on the head with a little shovel. Of all the days i’ the year, I came to ’t that day that, Cannot you tell that? Hamlet is considered by many to be Shakespeare's greatest play because of the emotional depth contained within it. By God! Teach your students to analyze literature like LitCharts does. Keep beating, my heart, and muscles, don’t grow suddenly old—hold me upright. But this most foul, strange and unnatural. K. Deighton. loggets with them? What a change of fortune, if we could only see it. Methinks I scent the morning air. Make her laugh at. So welcome it like a stranger. As you are friends, scholars and soldiers. I’m telling you, you uncharitable priest, my sister will be an angel in heaven while you’re howling in hell. No, I swear, not at all. Got that? And now, good friends—and you are friends, scholars, and soldiers—do me one small favor. You go wherever your business takes you—since every man has some business to take care of, whatever it is. Where’s my notebook? There is no ancient gentleman but gardeners, ditchers, and grave-makers. What else? Your flashes of high spirits that used to set the whole table roaring with laughter? near the heel of the courtier he galls his kibe. Stop wracking your brains about it. Therefore, he who is not guilty of his own death does not shorten his own life. Which let thy wisdom fear. I’m not impulsive and quick-tempered, but I have something dangerous in me which you would be wise to fear. Whose do you think it, A pestilence on him for a mad rogue! Instead of prayers, she would have had rocks and broken pottery thrown on her body. A pestilence on him for a mad rogue! And now, good friends, As you are friends, scholars and soldiers, Give me one poor request. Shards, flints and pebbles should be thrown on her. [She scatters flowers] I had hoped you’d be my Hamlet’s wife. Here’s the water, right? Struggling with distance learning? Definitions and examples of 136 literary terms and devices. From me, who loved her with the dignity that goes hand in hand with my marriage vows, to a wretch whose natural abilities could not compare to mine. A lot of offense. Hold, hold, my heart, And you, my sinews, grow not instant old, But bear me stiffly up. With his evil wit and traitorous gifts—oh wicked wit and gifts, that have the power to seduce!—he convinced my seemingly virtuous queen to give in to his lust. I’m very sorry they offended you. times, and now, how abhorred in my imagination it is! All Acts and Scenes are listed on the original Hamlet text page, or linked to from the bottom of this page. [To HORATIO and MARCELLUS] Come on, you heard the man down in the basement. You, as your business and desire shall point you— For every man has business and desire, Such as it is—and for my own poor part, Look you, I’ll go pray. Soon we’ll have the calm we need. Why, because he was mad. I have been sexton here, man and boy, thirty years. Remember me. You lie out on ’t, sir, and therefore it is not yours. But to follow him thither with modesty enough, and likelihood to lead it, as thus: Alexander died, Alexander was buried, Alexander returneth to dust, the dust is earth, of earth we make loam —and why of that loam, whereto he was converted, might they not stop a beer barrel? I can rant as well as you. Do you think Alexander the Great looked like this when he was buried? But as for your desire to know what happened between us, control yourself and don’t ask. They must mean “self-offense.” It couldn’t be anything else. Keep beating, my heart, and muscles, don’t grow suddenly old—hold me upright. This fellow might be in ’s time a great, buyer of land, with his statutes, his recognizances, his, fines, his double vouchers, his recoveries. Here hung his lips, which I kissed I don’t know how many times. The gallows-maker, for that frame outlives a thousand tenants. Do you not know the Bible? Lord, Horatio, I’ve been noticing this for the last three years. —Where be your gibes now? Maybe he was a great landowner, with his bonds, his deeds, and his rents. Now to my word. I think I smell the morning air. [sings] But age with his stealing steps Hath clawed me in his clutch, And hath shipped me into the land As if I had never been such. Oh, that the body that once ruled the entire world could now patch up a wall to keep out the winter! The next time someone asks you this riddle, say “a gravedigger.”. Detailed quotes explanations with page numbers for every important quote on the site. Listen, listen, oh, listen! All the people there are as crazy as he is. Is she to be buried in Christian burial when she willfully seeks her own salvation? Brief let me be. We must speak by the card, or equivocation will undo us. Goodbye now. When I to sulfurous and tormenting flames, Pity me not, but lend thy serious hearing, Doomed for a certain term to walk the night. ‘Swounds, show me what thou’lt do. Here hung his lips, which I kissed I don’t know how many times. Woo’t weep? No, faith, not a jot. Will his vouchers vouch him no more of his purchases, and double ones too, than the length and breadth of a pair of indentures? What else? And therefore as a stranger give it welcome. You’re everywhere, huh? I like your words. Swear by my sword never to speak of what you’ve heard. That’s Laertes, a very noble young man. Where are all his lawyerly quibbles, his cases, and his tricks? Come on, try again. And shall I couple hell? An insane son-of-a-bitch. A curse on him, that crazy scoundrel! Swear you won’t, by all of your hopes of going to heaven. Woo’t fast? Your gambols? That fool flings it to the ground as if belonged to Cain, who committed the first murder! Your dances? That’s not the right way to pray. We would be disrespectful to the other dead if we sang the same requiem for her that we sang for those who died peacefully. Speak. Ah, ha, boy! ‘Twere to consider too curiously, to consider so. Actually understand Hamlet Act 1, Scene 5. You go wherever your business takes you—since every man has some business to take care of, whatever it is. At least it’s possible to do so in Denmark. This must mean that the corpse they’re following committed suicide. Woo’t tear thyself? Here comes the king, the queen, and all of their court. CLAUDIUS enters with GERTRUDE, LAERTES, and a coffin, with a PRIEST and other attending lords. ‘Tis given out that, sleeping in my orchard, A serpent stung me. Oh, that that earth, which kept the world in awe, Should patch a wall t’ expel the winter’s flaw! Here’s a skull now. If thou, answerest me not to the purpose, confess thyself—. Control yourself by thinking of our talk last night. A whoreson mad fellow’s it was. Get free homework help on William Shakespeare's Hamlet: play summary, scene summary and analysis and original text, quotes, essays, character analysis, and filmography courtesy of CliffsNotes. Taint not thy mind, nor let thy soul contrive, And to those thorns that in her bosom lodge. Will you fight? Oh, horrible, oh, horrible, most horrible! So why can’t someone use the clay made from Alexander to plug up a beer barrel? Or of a courtier, which could say, “Good morrow, sweet, Such-a-one that praised my Lord Such-a-one’s horse when, Or a courtier, who used to say, “Good night, my sweet lord! Take revenge for his awful and horrible murder. Most lazar-like, with vile and loathsome crust, Thus was I, sleeping, by a brother’s hand. From the creators of SparkNotes, something better. Oh, all you angels of heaven! Woo’t weep? Teacher Editions with classroom activities for all 1408 titles we cover. How the knave jowls it to the ground, as if it were Cain’s jawbone, that did the first murder! The crowner hath sat on her and finds it Christian, How can that be, unless she drowned herself in her own. like thy wit well, in good faith. Murder most foul, as in the best it is.But this most foul, strange and unnatural. Why does he let this rude fool knock him on the head with a shovel without suing him for assault and battery? I’m telling you, she is. Let me finish. This same skull, sir, was Yorick’s skull, the king’s jester. One that was a woman, sir, but, rest her soul, she’s dead. How can that be, unless she drowned herself in her own defense? Oh, damn three times, damn thirty times the cursed one whose actions stole your brilliant mind. Hic et ubique? ‘Tis e’en so. And when you are asked this question next, say “A grave-maker.” The houses that he makes last till doomsday. He’ll recover his sanity there. Now pile the dirt onto the living and the dead, until you’ve made this flat ground into mountain higher than Mount Pelion or the towering peaks of Mount Olympus.

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