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Hamlet

I shall in all my best obey you, madam.

King

Why, 'tis a loving and a fair reply.

Be as ourself in Denmark. Madam, come;

This gentle and unforc'd accord of Hamlet

Sits smiling to my heart; in grace whereof,

No jocund health that Denmark drinks today

But the great cannon to the clouds shall tell,

And the King's rouse the heaven shall

                         bruit again,

Re-speaking earthly thunder. Come away.

[Exeunt all but Hamlet]

Hamlet

O that this too too solid flesh would melt,

Thaw, and resolve itself into a dew!

Or that the Everlasting had not fix'd

His canon 'gainst self-slaughter. O God! O God!

How weary, stale, flat, and unprofitable

Seem to me all the uses of this world!

Fie on't! Oh fie! 'tis an unweeded garden

That grows to seed; things rank and gross

                         in nature

Possess it merely. That it should come to this!

But two months dead-nay, not so much,

                         not two:

So excellent a king; that was to this

Hyperion to a satyr; so loving to my mother,

That he might not beteem the winds of heaven

Visit her face too roughly. Heaven and earth!

Must I remember? Why, she would hang on him

As if increase of appetite had grown

By what it fed on; and yet, within a month —

Let me not think on't-Frailty, thy name

                         is woman!

A little month, or ere those shoes were old

With which she followed my poor father's body

Like Niobe, all tears.-Why she, even she —

O God! A beast that wants discourse of reason

Would have mourn'd longer, – married

                         with mine uncle,

My father's brother; but no more like my father

Than I to Hercules. Within a month,

Ere yet the salt of most unrighteous tears

Had left the flushing in her galled eyes,

She married. O most wicked speed, to post

With such dexterity to incestuous sheets!

It is not, nor it cannot come to good.

But break, my heart, for I must hold my tongue.

[Enter Horatio, Marcellus and Barnardo]

Horatio

Hail to your lordship!

Hamlet

I am glad to see you well: