That she should lock herself from his resort,
Admit no messengers, receive no tokens.
Which done, she took the fruits of my advice;[24]
And he, repuls'd (a short tale to make),
Fell into sadness; 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. Do you think 'tis this?
Queen. It may be, very likely.
Pol. Hath there been such a time (I'd fain know that,)
That I have positively said, 'tis so,
When it proved otherwise?
King. Not that I know.
Pol. Take this from this, if it be otherwise:
[Pointing to his head and shoulder.]
If circumstances lead me, I will find
Where truth is hid, though it were hid indeed
Within the centre.
King. How may we try it further?
Pol. You know, sometimes he walks for hours together
Here in the lobby.
Queen. So he does, indeed.
Pol. At such a time I'll loose my daughter to him:
Mark the encounter: if he love her not,
And be not from his reason fallen thereon,
Let me be no assistant for a state,
But keep a farm, and carters.
King. We will try it.
Queen. But, look, where sadly the poor wretch comes reading.
Pol. Away, I do beseech you both, away:
I'll board him presently.[25]
[Exeunt KING and QUEEN, R.H.]
Enter HAMLET, reading (L.C.)
Pol. How does my good lord Hamlet?
Ham. (C.) Excellent well.
Pol. (R.) Do you know me, my lord?
Admit no messengers, receive no tokens.
Which done, she took the fruits of my advice;[24]
And he, repuls'd (a short tale to make),
Fell into sadness; 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. Do you think 'tis this?
Queen. It may be, very likely.
Pol. Hath there been such a time (I'd fain know that,)
That I have positively said, 'tis so,
When it proved otherwise?
King. Not that I know.
Pol. Take this from this, if it be otherwise:
[Pointing to his head and shoulder.]
If circumstances lead me, I will find
Where truth is hid, though it were hid indeed
Within the centre.
King. How may we try it further?
Pol. You know, sometimes he walks for hours together
Here in the lobby.
Queen. So he does, indeed.
Pol. At such a time I'll loose my daughter to him:
Mark the encounter: if he love her not,
And be not from his reason fallen thereon,
Let me be no assistant for a state,
But keep a farm, and carters.
King. We will try it.
Queen. But, look, where sadly the poor wretch comes reading.
Pol. Away, I do beseech you both, away:
I'll board him presently.[25]
[Exeunt KING and QUEEN, R.H.]
Enter HAMLET, reading (L.C.)
Pol. How does my good lord Hamlet?
Ham. (C.) Excellent well.
Pol. (R.) Do you know me, my lord?
