Hamlet, Act II, Scene II

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	SCENE II. A room in the castle.\
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	Enter KING CLAUDIUS, QUEEN GERTRUDE, ROSENCRANTZ, GUILDENSTERN, and Attendants\
	KING CLAUDIUS\
	Welcome, dear Rosencrantz and Guildenstern!\
	Moreover that we much did long to see you,\
	The need we have to use you did provoke\
	Our hasty sending. Something have you heard\
	Of Hamlets transformation; so call it,\
	Sith nor the exterior nor the inward man\
	Resembles that it was. What it should be,\
	More than his fathers death, that thus hath put him\
	So much from the understanding of himself,\
	I cannot dream of: I entreat you both,\
	That, being of so young days brought up with him,\
	And sith so neighbourd to his youth and havior,\
	That you vouchsafe your rest here in our court\
	Some little time: so by your companies\
	To draw him on to pleasures, and to gather,\
	So much as from occasion you may glean,\
	Whether aught, to us unknown, afflicts him thus,\
	That, opend, lies within our remedy.\
	QUEEN GERTRUDE\
	Good gentlemen, he hath much talkd of you;\
	And sure I am two men there are not living\
	To whom he more adheres. If it will please you\
	To show us so much gentry and good will\
	As to expend your time with us awhile,\
	For the supply and profit of our hope,\
	Your visitation shall receive such thanks\
	As fits a kings remembrance.\
	ROSENCRANTZ\
	Both your majesties\
	Might, by the sovereign power you have of us,\
	Put your dread pleasures more into command\
	Than to entreaty.\
	GUILDENSTERN\
	But we both obey,\
	And here give up ourselves, in the full bent\
	To lay our service freely at your feet,\
	To be commanded.\
	KING CLAUDIUS\
	Thanks, Rosencrantz and gentle Guildenstern.\
	QUEEN GERTRUDE\
	Thanks, Guildenstern and gentle Rosencrantz:\
	And I beseech you instantly to visit\
	My too much changed son. Go, some of you,\
	And bring these gentlemen where Hamlet is.\
	GUILDENSTERN\
	Heavens make our presence and our practises\
	Pleasant and helpful to him!\
	QUEEN GERTRUDE\
	Ay, amen!\
	Exeunt ROSENCRANTZ, GUILDENSTERN, and some Attendants\
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	Enter POLONIUS\
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	LORD POLONIUS\
	The ambassadors from Norway, my good lord,\
	Are joyfully returnd.\
	KING CLAUDIUS\
	Thou still hast been the father of good news.\
	LORD POLONIUS\
	Have I, my lord? I assure my good liege,\
	I hold my duty, as I hold my soul,\
	Both to my God and to my gracious king:\
	And I do think, or else this brain of mine\
	Hunts not the trail of policy so sure\
	As it hath used to do, that I have found\
	The very cause of Hamlets lunacy.\
	KING CLAUDIUS\
	O, speak of that; that do I long to hear.\
	LORD POLONIUS\
	Give first admittance to the ambassadors;\
	My news shall be the fruit to that great feast.\
	KING CLAUDIUS\
	Thyself do grace to them, and bring them in.\
	Exit POLONIUS\
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	He tells me, my dear Gertrude, he hath found\
	The head and source of all your sons distemper.\
	QUEEN GERTRUDE\
	I doubt it is no other but the main;\
	His fathers death, and our oerhasty marriage.\
	KING CLAUDIUS\
	Well, we shall sift him.\
	Re-enter POLONIUS, with VOLTIMAND and CORNELIUS\
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	Welcome, my good friends!\
	Say, Voltimand, what from our brother Norway?\
	VOLTIMAND\
	Most fair return of greetings and desires.\
	Upon our first, he sent out to suppress\
	His nephews levies; which to him appeard\
	To be a preparation gainst the Polack;\
	But, better lookd into, he truly found\
	It was against your highness: whereat grieved,\
	That so his sickness, age and impotence\
	Was falsely borne in hand, sends out arrests\
	On Fortinbras; which he, in brief, obeys;\
	Receives rebuke from Norway, and in fine\
	Makes vow before his uncle never more\
	To give the assay of arms against your majesty.\
	Whereon old Norway, overcome with joy,\
	Gives him three thousand crowns in annual fee,\
	And his commission to employ those soldiers,\
	So levied as before, against the Polack:\
	With an entreaty, herein further shown,\
	Giving a paper\
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	That it might please you to give quiet pass\
	Through your dominions for this enterprise,\
	On such regards of safety and allowance\
	As therein are set down.\
	KING CLAUDIUS\
	It likes us well;\
	And at our more considerd time well read,\
	Answer, and think upon this business.\
	Meantime we thank you for your well-took labour:\
	Go to your rest; at night well feast together:\
	Most welcome home!\
	Exeunt VOLTIMAND and CORNELIUS\
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	LORD POLONIUS\
	This business is well ended.\
	My liege, and madam, to expostulate\
	What majesty should be, what duty is,\
	Why day is day, night night, and time is time,\
	Were nothing but to waste night, day and time.\
	Therefore, since brevity is the soul of wit,\
	And tediousness the limbs and outward flourishes,\
	I will be brief: your noble son is mad:\
	Mad call I it; for, to define true madness,\
	What ist but to be nothing else but mad?\
	But let that go.\
	QUEEN GERTRUDE\
	More matter, with less art.\
	LORD POLONIUS\
	Madam, I swear I use no art at all.\
	That he is mad, tis true: tis true tis pity;\
	And pity tis tis true: a foolish figure;\
	But farewell it, for I will use no art.\
	Mad let us grant him, then: and now remains\
	That we find out the cause of this effect,\
	Or rather say, the cause of this defect,\
	For this effect defective comes by cause:\
	Thus it remains, and the remainder thus. Perpend.\
	I have a daughter--have while she is mine--\
	Who, in her duty and obedience, mark,\
	Hath given me this: now gather, and surmise.\
	Reads\
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	To the celestial and my souls idol, the most\
	beautified Ophelia,--\
	Thats an ill phrase, a vile phrase; beautified is\
	a vile phrase: but you shall hear. Thus:\
	Reads\
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	In her excellent white bosom, these, & c.\
	QUEEN GERTRUDE\
	Came this from Hamlet to her?\
	LORD POLONIUS\
	Good madam, stay awhile; I will be faithful.\
	Reads\
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	Doubt thou the stars are fire;\
	Doubt that the sun doth move;\
	Doubt truth to be a liar;\
	But never doubt I love.\
	O dear Ophelia, I am ill at these numbers;\
	I have not art to reckon my groans: but that\
	I love thee best, O most best, believe it. Adieu.\
	Thine evermore most dear lady, whilst\
	this machine is to him, HAMLET.\
	This, in obedience, hath my daughter shown me,\
	And more above, hath his solicitings,\
	As they fell out by time, by means and place,\
	All given to mine ear.\
	KING CLAUDIUS\
	But how hath she\
	Received his love?\
	LORD POLONIUS\
	What do you think of me?\
	KING CLAUDIUS\
	As of a man faithful and honourable.\
	LORD POLONIUS\
	I would fain prove so. But what might you think,\
	When I had seen this hot love on the wing--\
	As I perceived it, I must tell you that,\
	Before my daughter told me--what might you,\
	Or my dear majesty your queen here, think,\
	If I had playd the desk or table-book,\
	Or given my heart a winking, mute and dumb,\
	Or lookd upon this love with idle sight;\
	What might you think? No, I went round to work,\
	And my young mistress thus I did bespeak:\
	Lord Hamlet is a prince, out of thy star;\
	This must not be: and then I precepts gave her,\
	That she should lock herself from his resort,\
	Admit no messengers, receive no tokens.\
	Which done, she took the fruits of my advice;\
	And he, repulsed--a short tale to make--\
	Fell into a sadness, then into a fast,\
	Thence to a watch, thence into a weakness,\
	Thence to a lightness, and, by this declension,\
	Into the madness wherein now he raves,\
	And all we mourn for.\
	KING CLAUDIUS\
	Do you think tis this?\
	QUEEN GERTRUDE\
	It may be, very likely.\
	LORD POLONIUS\
	Hath there been such a time--Id fain know that--\
	That I have positively said Tis so,\
	When it proved otherwise?\
	KING CLAUDIUS\
	Not that I know.\
	LORD POLONIUS\
	[Pointing to his head and shoulder]\
	Take this from this, if this be otherwise:\
	If circumstances lead me, I will find\
	Where truth is hid, though it were hid indeed\
	Within the centre.\
	KING CLAUDIUS\
	How may we try it further?\
	LORD POLONIUS\
	You know, sometimes he walks four hours together\
	Here in the lobby.\
	QUEEN GERTRUDE\
	So he does indeed.\
	LORD POLONIUS\
	At such a time Ill loose my daughter to him:\
	Be you and I behind an arras then;\
	Mark the encounter: if he love her not\
	And be not from his reason falln thereon,\
	Let me be no assistant for a state,\
	But keep a farm and carters.\
	KING CLAUDIUS\
	We will try it.\
	QUEEN GERTRUDE\
	But, look, where sadly the poor wretch comes reading.\
	LORD POLONIUS\
	Away, I do beseech you, both away:\
	Ill board him presently.\
	Exeunt KING CLAUDIUS, QUEEN GERTRUDE, and Attendants\
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	Enter HAMLET, reading\
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	O, give me leave:\
	How does my good Lord Hamlet?\
	HAMLET\
	Well, God-a-mercy.\
	LORD POLONIUS\
	Do you know me, my lord?\
	HAMLET\
	Excellent well; you are a fishmonger.\
	LORD POLONIUS\
	Not I, my lord.\
	HAMLET\
	Then I would you were so honest a man.\
	LORD POLONIUS\
	Honest, my lord!\
	HAMLET\
	Ay, sir; to be honest, as this world goes, is to be\
	one man picked out of ten thousand.\
	LORD POLONIUS\
	Thats very true, my lord.\
	HAMLET\
	For if the sun breed maggots in a dead dog, being a\
	god kissing carrion,--Have you a daughter?\
	LORD POLONIUS\
	I have, my lord.\
	HAMLET\
	Let her not walk i the sun: conception is a\
	blessing: but not as your daughter may conceive.\
	Friend, look to t.\
	LORD POLONIUS\
	[Aside] How say you by that? Still harping on my\
	daughter: yet he knew me not at first; he said I\
	was a fishmonger: he is far gone, far gone: and\
	truly in my youth I suffered much extremity for\
	love; very near this. Ill speak to him again.\
	What do you read, my lord?\
	HAMLET\
	Words, words, words.\
	LORD POLONIUS\
	What is the matter, my lord?\
	HAMLET\
	Between who?\
	LORD POLONIUS\
	I mean, the matter that you read, my lord.\
	HAMLET\
	Slanders, sir: for the satirical rogue says here\
	that old men have grey beards, that their faces are\
	wrinkled, their eyes purging thick amber and\
	plum-tree gum and that they have a plentiful lack of\
	wit, together with most weak hams: all which, sir,\
	though I most powerfully and potently believe, yet\
	I hold it not honesty to have it thus set down, for\
	yourself, sir, should be old as I am, if like a crab\
	you could go backward.\
	LORD POLONIUS\
	[Aside] Though this be madness, yet there is method\
	in t. Will you walk out of the air, my lord?\
	HAMLET\
	Into my grave.\
	LORD POLONIUS\
	Indeed, that is out o the air.\
	Aside\
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	How pregnant sometimes his replies are! a happiness\
	that often madness hits on, which reason and sanity\
	could not so prosperously be delivered of. I will\
	leave him, and suddenly contrive the means of\
	meeting between him and my daughter.--My honourable\
	lord, I will most humbly take my leave of you.\
	HAMLET\
	You cannot, sir, take from me any thing that I will\
	more willingly part withal: except my life, except\
	my life, except my life.\
	LORD POLONIUS\
	Fare you well, my lord.\
	HAMLET\
	These tedious old fools!\
	Enter ROSENCRANTZ and GUILDENSTERN\
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	LORD POLONIUS\
	You go to seek the Lord Hamlet; there he is.\
	ROSENCRANTZ\
	[To POLONIUS] God save you, sir!\
	Exit POLONIUS\
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	GUILDENSTERN\
	My honoured lord!\
	ROSENCRANTZ\
	My most dear lord!\
	HAMLET\
	My excellent good friends! How dost thou,\
	Guildenstern? Ah, Rosencrantz! Good lads, how do ye both?\
	ROSENCRANTZ\
	As the indifferent children of the earth.\
	GUILDENSTERN\
	Happy, in that we are not over-happy;\
	On fortunes cap we are not the very button.\
	HAMLET\
	Nor the soles of her shoe?\
	ROSENCRANTZ\
	Neither, my lord.\
	HAMLET\
	Then you live about her waist, or in the middle of\
	her favours?\
	GUILDENSTERN\
	Faith, her privates we.\
	HAMLET\
	In the secret parts of fortune? O, most true; she\
	is a strumpet. Whats the news?\
	ROSENCRANTZ\
	None, my lord, but that the worlds grown honest.\
	HAMLET\
	Then is doomsday near: but your news is not true.\
	Let me question more in particular: what have you,\
	my good friends, deserved at the hands of fortune,\
	that she sends you to prison hither?\
	GUILDENSTERN\
	Prison, my lord!\
	HAMLET\
	Denmarks a prison.\
	ROSENCRANTZ\
	Then is the world one.\
	HAMLET\
	A goodly one; in which there are many confines,\
	wards and dungeons, Denmark being one o the worst.\
	ROSENCRANTZ\
	We think not so, my lord.\
	HAMLET\
	Why, then, tis none to you; for there is nothing\
	either good or bad, but thinking makes it so: to me\
	it is a prison.\
	ROSENCRANTZ\
	Why then, your ambition makes it one; tis too\
	narrow for your mind.\
	HAMLET\
	O God, I could be bounded in a nut shell and count\
	myself a king of infinite space, were it not that I\
	have bad dreams.\
	GUILDENSTERN\
	Which dreams indeed are ambition, for the very\
	substance of the ambitious is merely the shadow of a dream.\
	HAMLET\
	A dream itself is but a shadow.\
	ROSENCRANTZ\
	Truly, and I hold ambition of so airy and light a\
	quality that it is but a shadows shadow.\
	HAMLET\
	Then are our beggars bodies, and our monarchs and\
	outstretched heroes the beggars shadows. Shall we\
	to the court? for, by my fay, I cannot reason.\
	ROSENCRANTZ GUILDENSTERN\
	Well wait upon you.\
	HAMLET\
	No such matter: I will not sort you with the rest\
	of my servants, for, to speak to you like an honest\
	man, I am most dreadfully attended. But, in the\
	beaten way of friendship, what make you at Elsinore?\
	ROSENCRANTZ\
	To visit you, my lord; no other occasion.\
	HAMLET\
	Beggar that I am, I am even poor in thanks; but I\
	thank you: and sure, dear friends, my thanks are\
	too dear a halfpenny. Were you not sent for? Is it\
	your own inclining? Is it a free visitation? Come,\
	deal justly with me: come, come; nay, speak.\
	GUILDENSTERN\
	What should we say, my lord?\
	HAMLET\
	Why, any thing, but to the purpose. You were sent\
	for; and there is a kind of confession in your looks\
	which your modesties have not craft enough to colour:\
	I know the good king and queen have sent for you.\
	ROSENCRANTZ\
	To what end, my lord?\
	HAMLET\
	That you must teach me. But let me conjure you, by\
	the rights of our fellowship, by the consonancy of\
	our youth, by the obligation of our ever-preserved\
	love, and by what more dear a better proposer could\
	charge you withal, be even and direct with me,\
	whether you were sent for, or no?\
	ROSENCRANTZ\
	[Aside to GUILDENSTERN] What say you?\
	HAMLET\
	[Aside] Nay, then, I have an eye of you.--If you\
	love me, hold not off.\
	GUILDENSTERN\
	My lord, we were sent for.\
	HAMLET\
	I will tell you why; so shall my anticipation\
	prevent your discovery, and your secrecy to the king\
	and queen moult no feather. I have of late--but\
	wherefore I know not--lost all my mirth, forgone all\
	custom of exercises; and indeed it goes so heavily\
	with my disposition that this goodly frame, the\
	earth, seems to me a sterile promontory, this most\
	excellent canopy, the air, look you, this brave\
	oerhanging firmament, this majestical roof fretted\
	with golden fire, why, it appears no other thing to\
	me than a foul and pestilent congregation of vapours.\
	What a piece of work is a man! how noble in reason!\
	how infinite in faculty! in form and moving how\
	express and admirable! in action how like an angel!\
	in apprehension how like a god! the beauty of the\
	world! the paragon of animals! And yet, to me,\
	what is this quintessence of dust? man delights not\
	me: no, nor woman neither, though by your smiling\
	you seem to say so.\
	ROSENCRANTZ\
	My lord, there was no such stuff in my thoughts.\
	HAMLET\
	Why did you laugh then, when I said man delights not me?\
	ROSENCRANTZ\
	To think, my lord, if you delight not in man, what\
	lenten entertainment the players shall receive from\
	you: we coted them on the way; and hither are they\
	coming, to offer you service.\
	HAMLET\
	He that plays the king shall be welcome; his majesty\
	shall have tribute of me; the adventurous knight\
	shall use his foil and target; the lover shall not\
	sigh gratis; the humourous man shall end his part\
	in peace; the clown shall make those laugh whose\
	lungs are tickled o the sere; and the lady shall\
	say her mind freely, or the blank verse shall halt\
	fort. What players are they?\
	ROSENCRANTZ\
	Even those you were wont to take delight in, the\
	tragedians of the city.\
	HAMLET\
	How chances it they travel? their residence, both\
	in reputation and profit, was better both ways.\
	ROSENCRANTZ\
	I think their inhibition comes by the means of the\
	late innovation.\
	HAMLET\
	Do they hold the same estimation they did when I was\
	in the city? are they so followed?\
	ROSENCRANTZ\
	No, indeed, are they not.\
	HAMLET\
	How comes it? do they grow rusty?\
	ROSENCRANTZ\
	Nay, their endeavour keeps in the wonted pace: but\
	there is, sir, an aery of children, little eyases,\
	that cry out on the top of question, and are most\
	tyrannically clapped fort: these are now the\
	fashion, and so berattle the common stages--so they\
	call them--that many wearing rapiers are afraid of\
	goose-quills and dare scarce come thither.\
	HAMLET\
	What, are they children? who maintains em? how are\
	they escoted? Will they pursue the quality no\
	longer than they can sing? will they not say\
	afterwards, if they should grow themselves to common\
	players--as it is most like, if their means are no\
	better--their writers do them wrong, to make them\
	exclaim against their own succession?\
	ROSENCRANTZ\
	Faith, there has been much to do on both sides; and\
	the nation holds it no sin to tarre them to\
	controversy: there was, for a while, no money bid\
	for argument, unless the poet and the player went to\
	cuffs in the question.\
	HAMLET\
	Ist possible?\
	GUILDENSTERN\
	O, there has been much throwing about of brains.\
	HAMLET\
	Do the boys carry it away?\
	ROSENCRANTZ\
	Ay, that they do, my lord; Hercules and his load too.\
	HAMLET\
	It is not very strange; for mine uncle is king of\
	Denmark, and those that would make mows at him while\
	my father lived, give twenty, forty, fifty, an\
	hundred ducats a-piece for his picture in little.\
	Sblood, there is something in this more than\
	natural, if philosophy could find it out.\
	Flourish of trumpets within\
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	GUILDENSTERN\
	There are the players.\
	HAMLET\
	Gentlemen, you are welcome to Elsinore. Your hands,\
	come then: the appurtenance of welcome is fashion\
	and ceremony: let me comply with you in this garb,\
	lest my extent to the players, which, I tell you,\
	must show fairly outward, should more appear like\
	entertainment than yours. You are welcome: but my\
	uncle-father and aunt-mother are deceived.\
	GUILDENSTERN\
	In what, my dear lord?\
	HAMLET\
	I am but mad north-north-west: when the wind is\
	southerly I know a hawk from a handsaw.\
	Enter POLONIUS\
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	LORD POLONIUS\
	Well be with you, gentlemen!\
	HAMLET\
	Hark you, Guildenstern; and you too: at each ear a\
	hearer: that great baby you see there is not yet\
	out of his swaddling-clouts.\
	ROSENCRANTZ\
	Happily hes the second time come to them; for they\
	say an old man is twice a child.\
	HAMLET\
	I will prophesy he comes to tell me of the players;\
	mark it. You say right, sir: o Monday morning;\
	twas so indeed.\
	LORD POLONIUS\
	My lord, I have news to tell you.\
	HAMLET\
	My lord, I have news to tell you.\
	When Roscius was an actor in Rome,--\
	LORD POLONIUS\
	The actors are come hither, my lord.\
	HAMLET\
	Buz, buz!\
	LORD POLONIUS\
	Upon mine honour,--\
	HAMLET\
	Then came each actor on his ass,--\
	LORD POLONIUS\
	The best actors in the world, either for tragedy,\
	comedy, history, pastoral, pastoral-comical,\
	historical-pastoral, tragical-historical, tragical-\
	comical-historical-pastoral, scene individable, or\
	poem unlimited: Seneca cannot be too heavy, nor\
	Plautus too light. For the law of writ and the\
	liberty, these are the only men.\
	HAMLET\
	O Jephthah, judge of Israel, what a treasure hadst thou!\
	LORD POLONIUS\
	What a treasure had he, my lord?\
	HAMLET\
	Why,\
	One fair daughter and no more,\
	The which he loved passing well.\
	LORD POLONIUS\
	[Aside] Still on my daughter.\
	HAMLET\
	Am I not i the right, old Jephthah?\
	LORD POLONIUS\
	If you call me Jephthah, my lord, I have a daughter\
	that I love passing well.\
	HAMLET\
	Nay, that follows not.\
	LORD POLONIUS\
	What follows, then, my lord?\
	HAMLET\
	Why,\
	As by lot, God wot,\
	and then, you know,\
	It came to pass, as most like it was,--\
	the first row of the pious chanson will show you\
	more; for look, where my abridgement comes.\
	Enter four or five Players\
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	You are welcome, masters; welcome, all. I am glad\
	to see thee well. Welcome, good friends. O, my old\
	friend! thy face is valenced since I saw thee last:\
	comest thou to beard me in Denmark? What, my young\
	lady and mistress! Byr lady, your ladyship is\
	nearer to heaven than when I saw you last, by the\
	altitude of a chopine. Pray God, your voice, like\
	apiece of uncurrent gold, be not cracked within the\
	ring. Masters, you are all welcome. Well een\
	tot like French falconers, fly at any thing we see:\
	well have a speech straight: come, give us a taste\
	of your quality; come, a passionate speech.\
	First Player\
	What speech, my lord?\
	HAMLET\
	I heard thee speak me a speech once, but it was\
	never acted; or, if it was, not above once; for the\
	play, I remember, pleased not the million; twas\
	caviare to the general: but it was--as I received\
	it, and others, whose judgments in such matters\
	cried in the top of mine--an excellent play, well\
	digested in the scenes, set down with as much\
	modesty as cunning. I remember, one said there\
	were no sallets in the lines to make the matter\
	savoury, nor no matter in the phrase that might\
	indict the author of affectation; but called it an\
	honest method, as wholesome as sweet, and by very\
	much more handsome than fine. One speech in it I\
	chiefly loved: twas Aeneas tale to Dido; and\
	thereabout of it especially, where he speaks of\
	Priams slaughter: if it live in your memory, begin\
	at this line: let me see, let me see--\
	The rugged Pyrrhus, like the Hyrcanian beast,--\
	it is not so:--it begins with Pyrrhus:--\
	The rugged Pyrrhus, he whose sable arms,\
	Black as his purpose, did the night resemble\
	When he lay couched in the ominous horse,\
	Hath now this dread and black complexion smeard\
	With heraldry more dismal; head to foot\
	Now is he total gules; horridly trickd\
	With blood of fathers, mothers, daughters, sons,\
	Baked and impasted with the parching streets,\
	That lend a tyrannous and damned light\
	To their lords murder: roasted in wrath and fire,\
	And thus oer-sized with coagulate gore,\
	With eyes like carbuncles, the hellish Pyrrhus\
	Old grandsire Priam seeks.\
	So, proceed you.\
	LORD POLONIUS\
	Fore God, my lord, well spoken, with good accent and\
	good discretion.\
	First Player\
	Anon he finds him\
	Striking too short at Greeks; his antique sword,\
	Rebellious to his arm, lies where it falls,\
	Repugnant to command: unequal matchd,\
	Pyrrhus at Priam drives; in rage strikes wide;\
	But with the whiff and wind of his fell sword\
	The unnerved father falls. Then senseless Ilium,\
	Seeming to feel this blow, with flaming top\
	Stoops to his base, and with a hideous crash\
	Takes prisoner Pyrrhus ear: for, lo! his sword,\
	Which was declining on the milky head\
	Of reverend Priam, seemd i the air to stick:\
	So, as a painted tyrant, Pyrrhus stood,\
	And like a neutral to his will and matter,\
	Did nothing.\
	But, as we often see, against some storm,\
	A silence in the heavens, the rack stand still,\
	The bold winds speechless and the orb below\
	As hush as death, anon the dreadful thunder\
	Doth rend the region, so, after Pyrrhus pause,\
	Aroused vengeance sets him new a-work;\
	And never did the Cyclops hammers fall\
	On Marss armour forged for proof eterne\
	With less remorse than Pyrrhus bleeding sword\
	Now falls on Priam.\
	Out, out, thou strumpet, Fortune! All you gods,\
	In general synod take away her power;\
	Break all the spokes and fellies from her wheel,\
	And bowl the round nave down the hill of heaven,\
	As low as to the fiends!\
	LORD POLONIUS\
	This is too long.\
	HAMLET\
	It shall to the barbers, with your beard. Prithee,\
	say on: hes for a jig or a tale of bawdry, or he\
	sleeps: say on: come to Hecuba.\
	First Player\
	But who, O, who had seen the mobled queen--\
	HAMLET\
	The mobled queen?\
	LORD POLONIUS\
	Thats good; mobled queen is good.\
	First Player\
	Run barefoot up and down, threatening the flames\
	With bisson rheum; a clout upon that head\
	Where late the diadem stood, and for a robe,\
	About her lank and all oer-teemed loins,\
	A blanket, in the alarm of fear caught up;\
	Who this had seen, with tongue in venom steepd,\
	Gainst Fortunes state would treason have\
	pronounced:\
	But if the gods themselves did see her then\
	When she saw Pyrrhus make malicious sport\
	In mincing with his sword her husbands limbs,\
	The instant burst of clamour that she made,\
	Unless things mortal move them not at all,\
	Would have made milch the burning eyes of heaven,\
	And passion in the gods.\
	LORD POLONIUS\
	Look, whether he has not turned his colour and has\
	tears ins eyes. Pray you, no more.\
	HAMLET\
	Tis well: Ill have thee speak out the rest soon.\
	Good my lord, will you see the players well\
	bestowed? Do you hear, let them be well used; for\
	they are the abstract and brief chronicles of the\
	time: after your death you were better have a bad\
	epitaph than their ill report while you live.\
	LORD POLONIUS\
	My lord, I will use them according to their desert.\
	HAMLET\
	Gods bodykins, man, much better: use every man\
	after his desert, and who should scape whipping?\
	Use them after your own honour and dignity: the less\
	they deserve, the more merit is in your bounty.\
	Take them in.\
	LORD POLONIUS\
	Come, sirs.\
	HAMLET\
	Follow him, friends: well hear a play to-morrow.\
	Exit POLONIUS with all the Players but the First\
	\
	Dost thou hear me, old friend; can you play the\
	Murder of Gonzago?\
	First Player\
	Ay, my lord.\
	HAMLET\
	Well hat to-morrow night. You could, for a need,\
	study a speech of some dozen or sixteen lines, which\
	I would set down and insert int, could you not?\
	First Player\
	Ay, my lord.\
	HAMLET\
	Very well. Follow that lord; and look you mock him\
	not.\
	Exit First Player\
	\
	My good friends, Ill leave you till night: you are\
	welcome to Elsinore.\
	ROSENCRANTZ\
	Good my lord!\
	HAMLET\
	Ay, so, God be wi ye;\
	Exeunt ROSENCRANTZ and GUILDENSTERN\
	\
	Now I am alone.\
	O, what a rogue and peasant slave am I!\
	Is it not monstrous that this player here,\
	But in a fiction, in a dream of passion,\
	Could force his soul so to his own conceit\
	That from her working all his visage wannd,\
	Tears in his eyes, distraction ins aspect,\
	A broken voice, and his whole function suiting\
	With forms to his conceit? and all for nothing!\
	For Hecuba!\
	Whats Hecuba to him, or he to Hecuba,\
	That he should weep for her? What would he do,\
	Had he the motive and the cue for passion\
	That I have? He would drown the stage with tears\
	And cleave the general ear with horrid speech,\
	Make mad the guilty and appal the free,\
	Confound the ignorant, and amaze indeed\
	The very faculties of eyes and ears. Yet I,\
	A dull and muddy-mettled rascal, peak,\
	Like John-a-dreams, unpregnant of my cause,\
	And can say nothing; no, not for a king,\
	Upon whose property and most dear life\
	A damnd defeat was made. Am I a coward?\
	Who calls me villain? breaks my pate across?\
	Plucks off my beard, and blows it in my face?\
	Tweaks me by the nose? gives me the lie i the throat,\
	As deep as to the lungs? who does me this?\
	Ha!\
	Swounds, I should take it: for it cannot be\
	But I am pigeon-liverd and lack gall\
	To make oppression bitter, or ere this\
	I should have fatted all the region kites\
	With this slaves offal: bloody, bawdy villain!\
	Remorseless, treacherous, lecherous, kindless villain!\
	O, vengeance!\
	Why, what an ass am I! This is most brave,\
	That I, the son of a dear father murderd,\
	Prompted to my revenge by heaven and hell,\
	Must, like a whore, unpack my heart with words,\
	And fall a-cursing, like a very drab,\
	A scullion!\
	Fie upont! foh! About, my brain! I have heard\
	That guilty creatures sitting at a play\
	Have by the very cunning of the scene\
	Been struck so to the soul that presently\
	They have proclaimd their malefactions;\
	For murder, though it have no tongue, will speak\
	With most miraculous organ. Ill have these players\
	Play something like the murder of my father\
	Before mine uncle: Ill observe his looks;\
	Ill tent him to the quick: if he but blench,\
	I know my course. The spirit that I have seen\
	May be the devil: and the devil hath power\
	To assume a pleasing shape; yea, and perhaps\
	Out of my weakness and my melancholy,\
	As he is very potent with such spirits,\
	Abuses me to damn me: Ill have grounds\
	More relative than this: the play s the thing\
	Wherein Ill catch the conscience of the king.\
	Exit"

	hamlet = hamlet.upper()
	n=0
	l=len(hamlet)
else:
	n+=1

output = hamlet[n%l]
while output!='R' and output!='P' and output !='S':
	n+=1
	output = hamlet[n%l]