Shakespeare, William · published 1603 · first performed or written 1601 [1600-1601] (Annals) tragedy · Lord Chamberlain's (Hunsdon's) Men · at University unassigned nearest T14 Royal love, favour and dynastic relation · 510 words · other edition — not in the analysis
Marked words are the most distinguishing words of the nearest topic T14: prince, princess, love, king, lord, queen, madam, grace, lady, life.
Rest, rest, perturbed spirit: so gentlemen, In all my love I do commend me to you, And what so poor a man as Hamlet may, To pleasure you, God willing shall not want, Nay come let's go together, But still your fingers on your lips I pray, The time is out of joint, O cursed spite, That ever I was borne to set it right, Nay come let's go together. Montano, here, these letters to my son, And this same money with my blessing to him, And bid him ply his learning good Montano. I will my lord. You shall do very well Montano, to say thus, I knew the gentleman, or know his father, To inquire the manner of his life, As thus; being amongst his acquaintance, You may say, you saw him at such a time, mark you me, At game, or drinking, swearing, or drabbing, You may go so far. My lord, that will impeach his reputation. I faith not a whit, no not a whit, Now happily he closeth with you in the consequence, As you may bridle it not disparaged him a jot. What was I about to say, He closeth with him in the consequence. I, you say right, he closeth with him thus, This will he say, let me see what he will say, Mary this, I saw him yesterday, or other day, Or then, or at such a time, a dicing, Or at Tennis, I or drinking drunk, or entering Of a house of lightness viz. brothel, Thus sir do we that know the world, being men of reach, By indirections, find directions forth, And so shall you my son; you ha' me, ha you not? I have my lord. Well, far you well, commend me to him. I will my lord. And bid him ply his music My lord I wil. Farewell, how now Ofelia, what's the news with you? O my dear father, such a change in nature, So great an alteration in a Prince, So pitiful to him, fearful to me, A maiden's eye ne'er looked on. Why what's the matter my Ofelia? O young Prince Hamlet, the only flower of Denmark, He is bereft of all the wealth he had, The jewel that ador'nd his feature most Is filched and stolen away, his wit's bereft him, He found me walking in the gallery all alone, There comes he to me, with a distracted look, His garters lagging down, his shoes untied, And fixed his eyes so steadfast on my face, As if they had vowed, this is their latest object. Small while he stood, but gripes me by the wrist, And there he holds my pulse till with a sigh He doth unclasp his hold, and parts away Silent, as is the mid time of the night: And as he went, his eye was still on me, For thus his head over his shoulder looked, He seemed to find the way without his eyes: For out of doors he went without their help, And so did leave me.
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Rest, rest, perturbed spirit: so gentlemen, In all my loue I do commend mee to you, And what so poore a man as Hamlet may, To pleasure you, God willing shall not want, Nay come lett's go together, But stil your fingers on your lippes I pray, The time is out of ioynt, O cursed spite, That euer I was borne to set it right, Nay come lett's go together. Montano, here, these letters to my sonne, And this same mony with my blessing to him, And bid him ply his learning good Montano. I will my lord. You shall do very well Montano, to say thus, I knew the gentleman, or know his father, To inquire the manner of his life, As thus; being amongst his acquaintance, You may say, you saw him at such a time, marke you mee, At game, or drincking, swearing, or drabbing, You may go so farre. My lord, that will impeach his reputation. I faith not a whit, no not a whit, Now happely hee closeth with you in the consequence, As you may bridle it not disparage him a iote. What was I about to say, He closeth with him in the consequence. I, you say right, he closeth with him thus, This will hee say, let mee see what hee will say, Mary this, I saw him yesterday, or tother day, Or then, or at such a time, a dicing, Or at Tennis, I or drincking drunke, or entring Of a howse of lightnes viz. brothell, Thus sir do wee that know the world, being men of reach, By indirections, finde directions forth, And so shall you my sonne; you ha me, ha you not? I haue my lord. Wel, fare you well, commend mee to him. I will my lord. And bid him ply his musicke My lord I wil. Farewel, how now Ofelia, what's the news with you? O my deare father, such a change in nature, So great an alteration in a Prince, So pitifull to him, fearefull to mee, A maidens eye ne're looked on. Why what's the matter my Ofelia? O yong Prince Hamlet, the only floure of Denmark, Hee is bereft of all the wealth he had, The Iewell that ador'nd his feature most Is filcht and stolne away, his wit's bereft him, Hee found mee walking in the gallery all alone, There comes hee to mee, with a distracted looke, His garters lagging downe, his shooes vntide, And fixt his eyes so stedfast on my face, As if they had vow'd, this is their latest obiect. Small while he stoode, but gripes me by the wrist, And there he holdes my pulse till with a sigh He doth vnclaspe his holde, and parts away Silent, as is the mid time of the night: And as he went, his eie was still on mee, For thus his head ouer his shoulder looked, He seemed to finde the way without his eies: For out of doores he went without their helpe, And so did leaue me.