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HAMLET . If thou dost marry , I’ll give thee this plague for thy dowry . Be thou as chaste as ice , as pure as snow , thou shalt not escape calumny . Get thee to a nunnery , go : farewell . Or if thou wilt needs marry , marry a fool ; for wise men know well enough what monsters you make of them . To a nunnery , go ; and quickly too . Farewell . OPHELIA . O heavenly powers , restore him ! HAMLET . I have heard of your paintings too , well enough . God hath given you one face , and you make yourselves another . You jig , you amble , and you lisp , and nickname God’s creatures , and make your wantonness your ignorance . Go to , I’ll no more on’t , it hath made me mad . I say , we will have no more marriages . Those that are married already , all but one , shall live ; the rest shall keep as they are . To a nunnery , go . [ Exit . ] OPHELIA . O , what a noble mind is here o’erthrown ! The courtier’s , soldier’s , scholar’s , eye , tongue , sword , Th’expectancy and rose of the fair state , The glass of fashion and the mould of form , Th’observ’d of all observers , quite , quite down ! And I , of ladies most deject and wretched , That suck’d the honey of his music vows , Now see that noble and most sovereign reason , Like sweet bells jangled out of tune and harsh , That unmatch’d form and feature of blown youth Blasted with ecstasy . O woe is me , T’have seen what I have seen , see what I see . Enter King and Polonius . KING . Love ? His affections do not that way tend , Nor what he spake , though it lack’d form a little , Was not like madness . There’s something in his soul O’er which his melancholy sits on brood , And I do doubt the hatch and the disclose Will be some danger , which for to prevent , I have in quick determination Thus set it down : he shall with speed to England For the demand of our neglected tribute : Haply the seas and countries different , With variable objects , shall expel This something settled matter in his heart , Whereon his brains still beating puts him thus From fashion of himself . What think you on’t ? POLONIUS . It shall do well . But yet do I believe The origin and commencement of his grief Sprung from neglected love . How now , Ophelia ? You need not tell us what Lord Hamlet said , We heard it all . My lord , do as you please , But if you hold it fit , after the play , Let his queen mother all alone entreat him To show his grief , let her be round with him , And I’ll be plac’d , so please you , in the ear Of all their conference . If she find him not , To England send him ; or confine him where Your wisdom best shall think . KING . It shall be so . Madness in great ones must not unwatch’d go . [ Exeunt . ] SCENE II . A hall in the Castle . Enter Hamlet and certain Players .
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