Hamlet

This something-settled matter178 in his heart,

Whereon his brains still beating puts him thus

From fashion of himself180. What think you on't?

POLONIUS It shall do well. But yet do I believe

The origin and commencement of this grief

Sprung from neglected love.-- How now, Ophelia?

You need not tell us what Lord Hamlet said:

We heard it all. My lord, do as you please,

But, if you hold it fit, after the play

Let his queen mother all alone entreat him

To show his griefs: let her be round188 with him,

And I'll be placed, so please you, in the ear

Of all their conference. If she find him not190,

To England send him, or confine him where

Your wisdom best shall think.

KING It shall be so:

Madness in great ones must not unwatched go.

Exeunt

[Act 3 Scene 2]

running scene 8

Enter Hamlet and two or three of the Players

HAMLET Speak the speech, I pray you, as I pronounced it to

you, trippingly on the tongue: but if you mouth2 it, as many

of your players do, I had as lief3 the town-crier had spoke my

lines. Nor do not saw the air too much with your hand, thus,

but use all gently; for in the very torrent, tempest, and, as I

may say, the whirlwind of passion, you must acquire and

beget a temperance that may give it smoothness. O, it offends

me to the soul to see a robustious periwig-pated8 fellow tear a

passion to tatters, to very rags, to split the ears of the