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ice, And oft 'tis seen the wicked prize itself Buys out the law; but 'tis not so above; There, is no shuffling, there, the action lies In his true nature, and we ourselves compelled Even to the teeth and forehead of our faults To give in evidence!"_ In the midnight interview of Hamlet with his mother, Polonius hides behind a curtain to spy upon the words of the "melancholy Dane," and is killed by a sword thrust of Hamlet, who exclaims: _"How now! a rat, dead for a ducat."_ Then Hamlet holds his mother to the talk and pours these lines of liquid gall into her trembling ear and frightened heart: _"Look here, upon this picture, and on this, The counterfeit presentment of two brothers. See what a grace was seated on this brow; Hyperion's curls, the front of Jove himself, An eye like Mars, to threaten and command; A station like the herald Mercury New-lighted on a heaven-kissing hill; A combination and a form indeed, Where every god did seem to set his seal To give the world assurance of a man; This was your husband. Look you now, What follows: Here is your husband: like a mildewed ear, Blasting his wholesome brother. Have you eyes? Could you on this fair mountain leave to feed, And batten on this foul moor? Your husband; a murderer and a villain; A slave that is not twentieth part the tithe Of your precedent lord; a vice of kings; A cutpurse of the empire and the rule, That from a shelf the precious diadem stole And put it in his pocket! A king of shreds and patches!"_ King Claudius, alarmed at the death of Polonius and his own guilty state, conspires with Rosencrantz and Guildenstern to take Hamlet to England and get rid of him, saying: _"Follow him at foot; tempt him with speed abroad, Delay it not; I'll have him hence to-night; Away! for everything is sealed and done That else leans on the affair; pray you, make haste!"_ Hamlet before retiring thus bemoans his slowness in wreaking a just vengeance upon his murderer uncle: _"How all occasions do inform against me, And spur my dull revenge! What is a man, If his chief good and market of his time Be but to sleep and feed? a beast, no more. Sure, he that made us with such large discourse Looking before and after, gave us not That capability and god-like reason To rot in us unused
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