Hamlet Page #2

Bring in that group of actors!

(double meaning - group of actors = mob of buffoons)

Can you perform a play, from what I say to you?

The performance of the play.

Now it is about the King, Horatio, pay attention well!

By my royal rage! The play must end immediately!

Now I am certain!

Would I have you die in prayer!

No, my revenge must strike you more deeply.

Mother, you gave me life! But no gift ever turned into such bitter grief!

Oh - the zealous Polonius!

This was meant for me!

End of Act 4

Act 5

Bring the Prince safely to Norway - but return without him! Do you understand me?

My dear Ophelia's grief causes me great pain.

The King wishes to speak to you, Prince.

Whatever may happen, I remain your friend!

I have an important message for King Fortinbras. It is my will that you deliver it.

That same day, Hamlet left Denmark.

Grief over the death of her father drove Ophelia mad.

The bad government of King Claudius has created unrest in the people.

I am Laertes, son of Polonius. What happened to my father?

Down with the King!

People, follow me!

Who killed my father?

Ophelia! Sister!

The first rest stop on Norwegian ground

Order to our vassal, King Fortinbras! A strict command for the welfare of Norway and Denmark. We remind you to faithfully carry out your pledge to support us.

For important reasons of state, and despite all objections, immediately cut off the head of Hamlet.

Claudius

King of Denmark

I drink the health of my dear Hamlet!

The word "Hamlet" is changed to "escorts"

In the castle of the Norwegian King.

I greet you, King Fortinbras.

For important reasons of state, and despite all objections, immediately cut off the head of the escorts.

Claudius

King of Denmark

To the executioner's block with both of them!

King Fortinbras decided to help his friend and to free Denmark from its criminal king.

On to Denmark!

End of Act 5

Act 6

Did you call me, darling? - I come Hamlet, I come!

On the way to Denmark

Hamlet hurries ahead of the Norwegian army.

When the morning dawns, we'll strike. The new sun, Hamlet, should see you on the throne.

Is this an illusion? Hamlet lives?

Don't worry, uncle. Let's keep the funeral dinner going!

Tonight Ophelia will be buried.

The Church has no prayers for a suicide!

Darling, poor sister!

For father and sister, I demand satisfaction! At the break of dawn I challenge you to a duel!

Woe! Claudius!

In this duel both you and I will take revenge! - I know a way to help you win it.

And if you do not strike him, he shall drink death from my hand!

I am not cowardly, but a vague foreboding oppresses my heart!

Drink, brave Hamlet!

The wrong goblet! Poison!

Only death betrays your secret! That you had the golden heart of a woman! Too late, to be lovers, too late!

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