Claudius, actually freaking out a bit (3.3.24-26) #InkyCloak #SlowShakespeare

CLAUDIUS      Arm you, I pray you, to this speedy voyage For we will fetters put about this fear Which now goes too free-footed. ROSENCRANTZ                      We will haste us. (Exeunt Rosencrantz and Guildenstern.)      (3.3.24-26) A tiny fragment, as Claudius ignores Rosencrantz’s long, grovelling protestation of loyalty and service: get on with it then, he says. Arm you, I pray you, to this […]

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Rosencrantz to Claudius: it must be SO hard being you, sire (3.3.11-23) #InkyCloak #SlowShakespeare

ROSENCRANTZ The single and peculiar life is bound With all the strength and armour of the mind To keep itself from noyance; but much more That spirit upon whose weal depends and rests The lives of many. The cess of majesty Dies not alone, but like a gulf doth draw What’s near it with it; or it is a massy wheel Fixed on the summit of the highest mount To whose huge spokes ten thousand […]

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Claudius: enough is enough, time to act (3.3.1-10) #InkyCloak #SlowShakespeare

Enter CLAUDIUS, ROSENCRANTZ and GUILDENSTERN. CLAUDIUS      I like him not, nor stands it safe with us To let his madness range. Therefore prepare you. I your commission will forthwith dispatch And he to England shall along with you. The terms of our estate may not endure Hazard so near us as doth hourly grow Out of his brows. GUILDENSTERN        We will ourselves provide. Most holy and religious fear it is To keep those many many bodies safe […]

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Hamlet: I couldn’t hurt my mother! (Could I, though?) (3.2.383-389) #InkyCloak #SlowShakespeare

HAMLET         O heart, lose not thy nature. Let not ever The soul of Nero enter this firm bosom – Let me be cruel, not unnatural: I will speak daggers to her but use none. My tongue and soul in this be hypocrites. How in my words somever she be shent To give them seals never my soul consent. (Exit.)              (3.2.383-389) Hamlet knows he’s on the verge of […]

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Hamlet: NOW COULD I DRINK HOT BLOOD (3.2.378-382) #InkyCloak #SlowShakespeare

HAMLET         ’Tis now the very witching time of night When churchyards yawn and hell itself breaks out Contagion to this world. Now could I drink hot blood And do such business as the bitter day Would quake to look on. Soft, now to my mother. (3.2.378-382) Hamlet, alone again, and breathe… He’s as wound up as he’s ever been, and his mind is bend on violence; he’s […]

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Camels and weasels and whales, oh my! (by and by) (3.2.365-377) #InkyCloak #SlowShakespeare

POLONIUS      My lord, the Queen would speak with you, and presently. HAMLET         Do you see yonder cloud that’s almost in shape of a camel? POLONIUS      By th’ mass and ’tis like a camel indeed. HAMLET         Methinks it is like a weasel. POLONIUS      It is backed like a weasel. HAMLET         Or like a whale? POLONIUS      Very […]

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