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ALL . Our duty to your honour . HAMLET . Your loves , as mine to you : farewell . [ Exeunt Horatio , Marcellus and Barnardo . ] My father’s spirit in arms ! All is not well ; I doubt some foul play : would the night were come ! Till then sit still , my soul : foul deeds will rise , Though all the earth o’erwhelm them , to men’s eyes . [ Exit . ] SCENE III . A room in Polonius’s house . Enter Laertes and Ophelia . LAERTES . My necessaries are embark’d . Farewell . And , sister , as the winds give benefit And convoy is assistant , do not sleep , But let me hear from you . OPHELIA . Do you doubt that ? LAERTES . For Hamlet , and the trifling of his favour , Hold it a fashion and a toy in blood ; A violet in the youth of primy nature , Forward , not permanent , sweet , not lasting ; The perfume and suppliance of a minute ; No more . OPHELIA . No more but so ? LAERTES . Think it no more . For nature crescent does not grow alone In thews and bulk ; but as this temple waxes , The inward service of the mind and soul Grows wide withal . Perhaps he loves you now , And now no soil nor cautel doth besmirch The virtue of his will ; but you must fear , His greatness weigh’d , his will is not his own ; For he himself is subject to his birth : He may not , as unvalu’d persons do , Carve for himself ; for on his choice depends The sanctity and health of this whole state ; And therefore must his choice be circumscrib’d Unto the voice and yielding of that body Whereof he is the head . Then if he says he loves you , It fits your wisdom so far to believe it As he in his particular act and place May give his saying deed ; which is no further Than the main voice of Denmark goes withal . Then weigh what loss your honour may sustain If with too credent ear you list his songs , Or lose your heart , or your chaste treasure open To his unmaster’d importunity . Fear it , Ophelia , fear it , my dear sister ; And keep you in the rear of your affection , Out of the shot and danger of desire . The chariest maid is prodigal enough If she unmask her beauty to the moon . Virtue itself ’ scapes not calumnious strokes : The canker galls the infants of the spring Too oft before their buttons be disclos’d , And in the morn and liquid dew of youth Contagious blastments are most imminent . Be wary then , best safety lies in fear . Youth to itself rebels , though none else near . OPHELIA . I shall th’effect of this good lesson keep As watchman to my heart . But good my brother , Do not as some ungracious pastors do , Show me the steep and thorny way to heaven ; Whilst like a puff’d and reckless libertine Himself the primrose path of dalliance treads , And recks not his own rede . LAERTES . O , fear me not . I stay too long . But here my father comes . Enter Polonius . A double blessing is a double grace ; Occasion smiles upon a second leave .
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