HAMLET Refrain tonight And that shall lend a kind of easiness To the next abstinence, the next more easy. For use almost can change the stamp of nature And either shame the devil or throw him out With wondrous potency. Once more goodnight, And when you are desirous to be blessed I’ll blessing beg of you. (3.4.163-170) Hamlet continues to tell his […]
Continue ReadingHamlet: fake it til you make it, mum! (well, sort of) (3.4.154-163) #InkyCloak #SlowShakespeare
GERTRUDE O Hamlet, thou hast cleft my heart in twain. HAMLET O throw away the worser part of it And live the purer with the other half. Goodnight, but go not to my uncle’s bed; Assume a virtue if you have it not. That monster Custom, who all sense doth eat Of habits devil, is angel yet in this, That to the use of […]
Continue ReadingHamlet: repent, REPENT! (sorry mum did I go too far?) (3.4.147-153) #InkyCloak #SlowShakespeare
HAMLET Confess yourself to heaven, Repent what’s past, avoid what is to come, And do not spread the compost on the weeds To make them ranker. Forgive me this my virtue, For in the fatness of these pursy times Virtue itself of Vice must pardon beg. Yea, curb and woo for leave to do him good. (3.4.147-153) Hamlet—perhaps above all else—is taking the moral (very) high ground here, […]
Continue ReadingHamlet: you need to drain the ABSCESS once and for all! (3.4.138-147) #InkyCloak #SlowShakespeare
HAMLET My pulse as yours doth temperately keep time And makes as healthful music. It is not madness That I have uttered. Bring me to the test And I the matter will reword, which madness Would gambol from. Mother, for love of grace Lay not that flattering unction to your soul That not your trespass but my madness speaks. It will but skin and film the […]
Continue ReadingHamlet: he’s just THERE! Gertrude: you’re not well, you’re seeing things (3.4.132-137) #InkyCloak #SlowShakespeare
HAMLET Why, look you there! Look how it steals away – My father in his habit as he lived. Look where he goes even now out at the portal! (Exit Ghost.) GERTRUDE This is the very coinage of your brain. This bodiless creation ecstasy Is very cunning in. (3.4.132-137) Look, look! says Hamlet, why, look you there! right THERE! can’t you see it, see HIM? Look how it […]
Continue ReadingHamlet: I’m looking at HIM! Gertrude: there’s NOTHING THERE! (3.2.121-131) #InkyCloak #SlowShakespeare
HAMLET On him, on him! Look you how pale he glares, His form and cause conjoined preaching to stones Would make them capable. [to Ghost] Do not look upon me Lest with this piteous action you convert My stern effects! Then what I have to do Will want true colour, tears perchance for blood. GERTRUDE To whom do you speak this? HAMLET Do […]
Continue ReadingGertrude: what are you LOOKING at? who are you TALKING to? (3.4.112-120) #InkyCloak #SlowShakespeare
GERTRUDE Alas, how is’t with you, That you do bend your eye on vacancy And with th’incorporal air do hold discourse? Forth at your eyes your spirits wildly peep, And as the sleeping soldiers in th’alarm Your bedded hair like life in excrements Start up and stand on end. O gentle son, Upon the heat and flame of thy distemper Sprinkle cool patience. Whereon do you look? (3.4.112-120) Gertrude’s terrified, […]
Continue ReadingGhost: get a move on! also, be nicer to your mum! (3.4.103-112) #InkyCloak #SlowShakespeare
HAMLET Do you not come your tardy son to chide That, lapsed in time and passion, lets go by Th’important acting of your dread command? O say! GHOST Do not forget! This visitation Is but to whet thy almost blunted purpose. But look, amazement on thy mother sits! O step between her and her fighting soul. Conceit in weakest bodies […]
Continue ReadingHamlet: Claudius is a THIEF made of LEFT-OVERS! [Enter GHOST] (3.4.94-102) #InkyCloak #SlowShakespeare
HAMLET A murderer and a villain, A slave that is not twentieth part the kith Of your precedent lord, a vice of kings, A cutpurse of the empire and the rule, That from a shelf the precious diadem stole And put it in his pocket, – GERTRUDE No more! HAMLET – a king of shreds and patches – Enter Ghost. Save me and hover o’er […]
Continue ReadingHamlet: enseamèd BED! nasssty STY! (3.4.89-94) #InkyCloak #SlowShakespeare
HAMLET Nay, but to live In the rank sweat of an enseamed bed Stewed in corruption, honeying and making love Over the nasty sty – GERTRUDE O speak to me no more! These words like daggers enter in my ears. No more, sweet Hamlet. (3.4.89-94) Actually Hamlet was just pausing for breath, and he now returns to this verbal and moral assault with renewed vigour and […]
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