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POLONIUS . Ay , springes to catch woodcocks . I do know , When the blood burns , how prodigal the soul Lends the tongue vows : these blazes , daughter , Giving more light than heat , extinct in both , Even in their promise , as it is a - making , You must not take for fire . From this time Be something scanter of your maiden presence ; Set your entreatments at a higher rate Than a command to parley . For Lord Hamlet , Believe so much in him that he is young ; And with a larger tether may he walk Than may be given you . In few , Ophelia , Do not believe his vows ; for they are brokers , Not of that dye which their investments show , But mere implorators of unholy suits , Breathing like sanctified and pious bawds , The better to beguile . This is for all : I would not , in plain terms , from this time forth Have you so slander any moment leisure As to give words or talk with the Lord Hamlet . Look to’t , I charge you ; come your ways . OPHELIA . I shall obey , my lord . [ Exeunt . ] SCENE IV . The platform . Enter Hamlet , Horatio and Marcellus . HAMLET . The air bites shrewdly ; it is very cold . HORATIO . It is a nipping and an eager air . HAMLET . What hour now ? HORATIO . I think it lacks of twelve . MARCELLUS . No , it is struck . HORATIO . Indeed ? I heard it not . It then draws near the season Wherein the spirit held his wont to walk . [ A flourish of trumpets , and ordnance shot off within . ] What does this mean , my lord ? HAMLET . The King doth wake tonight and takes his rouse , Keeps wassail , and the swaggering upspring reels ; And as he drains his draughts of Rhenish down , The kettle - drum and trumpet thus bray out The triumph of his pledge . HORATIO . Is it a custom ? HAMLET . Ay marry is’t ; And to my mind , though I am native here , And to the manner born , it is a custom More honour’d in the breach than the observance . This heavy - headed revel east and west Makes us traduc’d and tax’d of other nations : They clepe us drunkards , and with swinish phrase Soil our addition ; and indeed it takes From our achievements , though perform’d at height , The pith and marrow of our attribute . So oft it chances in particular men That for some vicious mole of nature in them , As in their birth , wherein they are not guilty , Since nature cannot choose his origin , By their o’ergrowth of some complexion , Oft breaking down the pales and forts of reason ; Or by some habit , that too much o’erleavens The form of plausive manners ; — that these men , Carrying , I say , the stamp of one defect , Being Nature’s livery or Fortune’s star , — His virtues else , — be they as pure as grace , As infinite as man may undergo , Shall in the general censure take corruption From that particular fault . The dram of evil Doth all the noble substance of a doubt To his own scandal . HORATIO . Look , my lord , it comes ! Enter Ghost .
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