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And thus do we of wisdom and of reach,

With windlasses, and with assays of bias,

By indirections find directions out.

So by my former lecture and advice

Shall you my son. You have me, have you not?

Reynaldo

My lord, I have.

Polonius

God b' wi' you, fare you well.

Reynaldo

Good my lord.

Polonius

Observe his inclination in yourself.

Reynaldo

I shall, my lord.

Polonius

And let him ply his music.

Reynaldo

Well, my lord.

Polonius

Farewell.

[Exit Reynaldo]

[Enter Ophelia]

How now, Ophelia, what's the matter?

Ophelia

Alas, my lord, I have been so affrighted.

Polonius

With what, in the name of God?

Ophelia

My lord, as I was sewing in my chamber,

Lord Hamlet, with his doublet all unbrac'd,

No hat upon his head, his stockings foul'd,

Ungart'red, and down-gyved to his ankle,

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.

Polonius

Mad for thy love?

Ophelia

My lord, I do not know, but truly I do fear it.

Polonius

What said he?

Ophelia

He took me by the wrist and held me hard;

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

As he would draw it. Long stay'd he so,

At last, – a little shaking of mine arm,

And thrice his head thus waving up and down,

He rais'd a sigh so piteous and profound

As it did seem to shatter all his bulk

And end his being. That done, he lets me go,

And with his head over his shoulder turn'd

He seem'd to find his way without his eyes,

For out o' doors he went without their help,

And to the last bended their light on me.

Polonius

Come, go with me. I will go seek the King

This is the very ecstasy of love,

Whose violent property fordoes itself,

And leads the will to desperate undertakings,

As oft as any passion under heaven

That does afflict our natures. I am sorry, —

What, have you given him any hard words of late?

Ophelia

No, my good lord; but as you did command,

I did repel his letters and denied