Hamlet Page #3
- PG-13
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- 1996
- 242 min
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fought with nature...
...that we with wisest sorrow
think on him...
...together with remembrance
of ourselves.
Therefore our sometime sister...
...now our queen...
...th' imperial jointress
of this warlike state...
...have we
as 'twere with a defeated joy...
...with one auspicious
and one dropping eye...
...with mirth in funeral
and with dirge in marriage...
...in equal scale
weighing delight and dole...
...taken to wife.
Nor have we herein barred
your better wisdoms...
...which have freely gone
with this affair along. For all, our thanks.
[APPLAUDING]
Now follows
that you know young Fortinbras...
...holding a weak supposal
of our worth...
...or thinking
by our late dear brother's death...
...our state to be disjoint
and out of frame...
...colleagued with the dream
of his advantage...
...he hath not failed
to pester us with message...
...importing the surrender of those lands
lost by his father, with all bonds of law...
...to our most valiant brother.
So much for him.
[APPLAUDING]
Now for ourself,
and for this time of meeting...
...thus much the business is:
We have here writ
to Norway, uncle of young Fortinbras...
...who, impotent and bed-rid, scarcely hears
of this his nephew's purpose...
...to suppress his further gait herein,
in that the levies...
...the lists, and full proportions are all made
out of his subject.
And we here dispatch
you, good Cornelius, and you, Voltemand...
...for bearers of this greeting
to Old Norway...
...giving you no further personal power
to business with the king...
...more than the scope
of these dilated articles allow.
Farewell, and let your haste
commend your duty.
In that, and all things,
will we show our duty.
We doubt it nothing, heartily farewell.
[APPLAUDING]
And now, Laertes,
what's the news with you?
You told us of some suit.
What is't, Laertes?
You cannot speak of reason to the Dane
and lose your voice.
What wouldst thou beg, Laertes,
that shall not be my offer, not thy asking?
The head is not more native to the heart,
the hand more instrumental to the mouth...
...than is the throne of Denmark
to thy father.
What wouldst thou have, Laertes?
My dread Lord,
your leave and favor to return to France...
...from whence, willingly I came to Denmark
to show my duty in your coronation...
...yet now I must confess,
that duty done...
...my thoughts and wishes
...and bow them
to your leave and pardon.
Have you your father's leave?
What says Polonius?
He hath, my lord,
wrung from me my slow leave...
...by laborsome petition and at last
upon his will I sealed my hard consent.
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