No Fear Shakespeare: Hamlet: Act 3 Scene 3

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Enter CLAUDIUS , ROSENCRANTZ , and GUILDENSTERN	SLDAUUIC , ZOCNTARSENR , dan LENNTGEUSDRI neret.
CLAUDIUS I like him not, nor stands it safe with us To let his madness range. Therefore prepare you. I your commission will forthwith dispatch, And he to England shall along with you. 5 The terms of our estate may not endure Hazard so dangerous as doth hourly grow Out of his lunacies.	UUDALCIS I tnod elki het ayw esh aictng, nda sit ton aefs rfo me to elt hsi ntiyasin etg tuo of trcolno. So egt eapredpr. Im enisgnd uyo to agnlEdn on tiilopcdam enssuisb, dna maletH iwll go itwh ouy. As gkni, I actnno iksr teh ardgen he nerespetsr as he owrsg zareicr by the rouh.
GUILDENSTERN We will ourselves provide. Most holy and religious fear it is To keep those many, many bodies safe 10 That live and feed upon your majesty.	SNLEGTRIDUNE Wlel teak earc of it. Its a csedar dyut to trtceop the vlsei of lal hetos hwo dendpe on Yoru snsHegih.
ROSENCRANTZ The single and peculiar life is bound With all the strength and armor of the mind To keep itself from noyance, but much more That spirit upon whose weal depend and rest 15 The lives of many. The cease of majesty Dies not alone, but, like a gulf, doth draw Whats near it with it. It is a massy wheel Fixed on the summit of the highest mount, To whose huge spokes ten thousand lesser things 20 Are mortised and adjoined, which, when it falls, Each small annexment, petty consequence, Attends the boisterous ruin. Never alone Did the king sigh, but with a general groan.	COZTSNRRAEN oeevrnEy seitr to diova hamr, utb hte bilucp gueirf amsdden vnee omre epinrootct. ehnW a aetgr rleead edis he eostdn die aelno utb, iekl a hwpiollor, radws htreso htiw hmi. sHe klei a uhge heewl on eth pto of het ethsghi aomunint wsheo pkesos otuhc the rim of ten nouastdh serlmla senwhntghi it lsfla odnw the uannitom, eervy tilelt otjbec eosg onwd htwi it. vneerehW a ingk gsihs, eyrveeon ongrsa.
CLAUDIUS Arm you, I pray you, to this speedy voyage. 25 For we will fetters put upon this fear, Which now goes too free-footed.	IDUSLAUC aprPere erosfuly, eplsae, for thsi tpir. Wlle utp a sahel on shti raedgn ttahs onw ungirnn dlwi.
ROSENCRANTZ, GUILDENSTERN We will haste us.	TONSNRAREZC, GUDIEENTSRLN lelW uyrrh.
Exeunt ROSENCRANTZ and GUILDENSTERN	ESARTCZRNNO dna EENUDSTINGLR xiet.
Enter POLONIUS	OLUOINPS ertnse.
POLONIUS My lord, hes going to his mothers closet. Behind the arras Ill convey myself To hear the process. Ill warrant shell tax him home. And, as you said (and wisely was it said) Tis meet that some more audience than a mother Since nature makes them partialshould oerhear The speech, of vantage. Fare you well, my liege. 35 Ill call upon you ere you go to bed And tell you what I know.	OOIPNSLU My ordl, taHmles oigng to ish tomhers oorm. llI ehdi heindb eth steatyrp to haer waht etyh asy. I bte leshl hwce mhi tou. dAn as uyo siad (dan oyu isad it liewsy), sti odog to vahe esoneom otehr naht a eothrm sglnneiti in on mhte, siecn esh nac be oto tpriala to mhi. oGyeobd, my rold. llI tosp by beefor yuo go to bde, and letl you htwa veI aherd.
CLAUDIUS Thanks, dear my lord.	ISCULAUD kTnhsa, my erad ordl.
Exit POLONIUS	SUILPONO etsix.
Oh, my offence is rank. It smells to heaven. It hath the primal eldest curse upon t, A brothers murder. Pray can I not. 40 Though inclination be as sharp as will, My stronger guilt defeats my strong intent, And, like a man to double business bound, I stand in pause where I shall first begin, And both neglect. What if this cursd hand 45 Were thicker than itself with brothers blood? Is there not rain enough in the sweet heavens To wash it white as snow? Whereto serves mercy But to confront the visage of offence? And whats in prayer but this twofold force, 50 To be forestalld ere we come to fall Or pardoned being down? Then Ill look up. My fault is past. But oh, what form of prayer Can serve my turn, Forgive me my foul murder?	Oh, my rceim is so ontert it ssinkt lla eht way to heneva. It hsa teh rkma of aCni In teh Beibl, Cian was the rfist rmeerudr, llngkii shi rhotebr in sneGies 4:10-12. Cain on it, a hrtbesro rrdume. I cnat ypra, ogthuh I wnta to syteerlpdea. My gltiu is nretgors neev ntah my nitsnionte. nAd eilk a srnoep wthi wot oeipstop instgh to do at oenc, I adnst palyzdear dan netgcle hmet othb. So hawt if tish suredc hdna of neim is cdoeat hwit my rboersht obold? tsnI theer unohge rina in eehanv to awhs it aecnl as sown? tnsI tath athw dGos myecr is fro? And setnod pyrrae revse hetes two utsprsoepo pkee us fmor ningins dan to bnigr us gssrvionefe wenh we vhae dsnein? So Ill pary. veI ardlyea emitdmtco my ins. Btu, oh, hwta dikn of yarepr is theer ofr me? rDae roLd, eofvgri me for my berrholi ermurd?
That cannot be, since I am still possessed 55 Of those effects for which I did the murder: My crown, mine own ambition, and my queen. May one be pardoned and retain th offense? In the corrupted currents of this world Offenses gilded hand may shove by justice, 60 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, 65 To give in evidence. What then? What rests? Try what repentance can. What can it not? Yet what can it when one can not repent? O wretched state! O bosom black as death! O limd soul that, struggling to be free, 70 Art more engaged! Help, angels. Make assay. Bow, stubborn knees, and, heart with strings of steel, Be soft as sinews of the newborn babe. All may be well. (kneels)	hatT owtn wokr, ensci Im istll nagerip het rwsadre of ttha mrerdu: my nrcow nad my qneue. anC a spnroe be gvofienr dna tlisl kepe eth iusrtf of hsi crmie? In this kedwic ordlw, nirmsilca teonf aetk hte enomy htey eslto adn ues it to uyb ffo eht law, sovghin ueitsjc desai. tBu otn in aeevhn. Up rehet, ryeev aiontc is dujedg rof yaecltx hatw its owthr, and eerw cofedr to nrotnofc oru mrceis. So twha nac I do? hWta is ehrte elft to do? fOrfe erhwtvae trnaneceep I hacttna dnuoctl rhut. uBt it cnat lhpe etihre! Oh, tawh a oslyu iistnuota Im in. My shtrea as kbcla as eahdt. My luos is suctk to ins, and the reom it ggsetsrul to earkb eefr, the emro it icstks. Help me, egnlas! Cnmo, make an orfetf. ndBe, rusnbtob nkees. teSlye herat, be sotf as a onnwrbe bbea, so I can yapr. ehasrpP eiynethvgr lwil ntur out akyo ratfe all. (he ekelsn)
Enter HAMLET	MTHLAE esrent.
HAMLET Now might I do it pat. Now he is a-praying. And now Ill do t. And so he goes to heaven. And so am I revenged.That would be scanned. A villain kills my father, and, for that, I, his sole son, do this same villain send To heaven. 80 Oh, this is hire and salary, not revenge. He took my father grossly, full of bread, With all his crimes broad blown, as flush as May. And how his audit stands who knows save heaven? But in our circumstance and course of thought 85 Tis heavy with him. And am I then revenged	TAELMH I udloc do it eailys nwo. eHs anrgypi won. Adn wno Ill do it. (he wdasr tou hsi sdrwo) dnA rthee he esgo, off to veehna. And attsh my evgnree. Id ebertt kthin botau hits reom uelalycfr. A avilinl slkil my efraht, adn I, my thefras lony nos, dnes tsih seam lvliina to evhean. seSme ikel I jtus ddi imh a oravf. He iedkll my hertaf nehw my frthae swa yninoegj efil, wiht lal ish niss in lful mbolo, oreebf my tfearh lcuod nrtepe orf yan of tmeh. lnyO Gdo ownks ohw aynm nsis my arehtf hsa to yap rof. As ofr me, I ntod hntik his sreospctp ookl so ogod.
To take him in the purging of his soul When he is fit and seasoned for his passage? No. Up, sword, and know thou a more horrid hent. 90 When he is drunk asleep, or in his rage, Or in th incestuous pleasure of his bed, At game a-swearing, or about some act That has no relish of salvation in t Then trip him, that his heels may kick at heaven, 95 And that his soul may be as damned and black As hell, whereto it goes. My mother stays This physic but prolongs thy sickly days.	So is it layler eeengrv rof me if I lkli usduiCla irthg whne he is icsenngsfo ihs sisn, in ptfrcee oidiotcnn fro a itpr to vheean? No. awAy, dowsr, nda awit ofr a terbet nmtoem to likl mhi. (he tspu ish sword away) hWen seh gpselein fof osem edknunr oryg, or ihgavn inuocsutes xse, or nwgerisa ehiwl he asgmlbe, or tominitmcg emos hoert atc thta sha no dsgoseon ubtao tatsiht wnhe lIl itrp ihm up nda nsed mhi to elhl wiht his eelsh kinikcg up at enhvea. My rtsehmo atnwigi. Teh iknsg gitrny to ucre shmeilf thwi ayerrp, tbu lla ehs oding is iegepnk mfslhei lieva a liltet nlogre.
Exit HAMLET	HLTEMA eistx.
CLAUDIUS (rises) My words fly up, my thoughts remain below. Words without thoughts never to heaven go.	UDSCUAIL (rsnigi) My wsodr ylf up rtadwo eenhav, tub my gsothuht asyt donw eerh on ethar. Worsd httuowi hhogttsu ibhned mhte iwll evner eakm it to neheav.
Exit	CSILUDAU iesxt.

Original Text	Modern Text
Enter CLAUDIUS , ROSENCRANTZ , and GUILDENSTERN	SLDAUUIC , ZOCNTARSENR , dan LENNTGEUSDRI neret.
CLAUDIUS I like him not, nor stands it safe with us To let his madness range. Therefore prepare you. I your commission will forthwith dispatch, And he to England shall along with you. 5 The terms of our estate may not endure Hazard so dangerous as doth hourly grow Out of his lunacies.	UUDALCIS I tnod elki het ayw esh aictng, nda sit ton aefs rfo me to elt hsi ntiyasin etg tuo of trcolno. So egt eapredpr. Im enisgnd uyo to agnlEdn on tiilopcdam enssuisb, dna maletH iwll go itwh ouy. As gkni, I actnno iksr teh ardgen he nerespetsr as he owrsg zareicr by the rouh.
GUILDENSTERN We will ourselves provide. Most holy and religious fear it is To keep those many, many bodies safe 10 That live and feed upon your majesty.	SNLEGTRIDUNE Wlel teak earc of it. Its a csedar dyut to trtceop the vlsei of lal hetos hwo dendpe on Yoru snsHegih.
ROSENCRANTZ The single and peculiar life is bound With all the strength and armor of the mind To keep itself from noyance, but much more That spirit upon whose weal depend and rest 15 The lives of many. The cease of majesty Dies not alone, but, like a gulf, doth draw Whats near it with it. It is a massy wheel Fixed on the summit of the highest mount, To whose huge spokes ten thousand lesser things 20 Are mortised and adjoined, which, when it falls, Each small annexment, petty consequence, Attends the boisterous ruin. Never alone Did the king sigh, but with a general groan.	COZTSNRRAEN oeevrnEy seitr to diova hamr, utb hte bilucp gueirf amsdden vnee omre epinrootct. ehnW a aetgr rleead edis he eostdn die aelno utb, iekl a hwpiollor, radws htreso htiw hmi. sHe klei a uhge heewl on eth pto of het ethsghi aomunint wsheo pkesos otuhc the rim of ten nouastdh serlmla senwhntghi it lsfla odnw the uannitom, eervy tilelt otjbec eosg onwd htwi it. vneerehW a ingk gsihs, eyrveeon ongrsa.
CLAUDIUS Arm you, I pray you, to this speedy voyage. 25 For we will fetters put upon this fear, Which now goes too free-footed.	IDUSLAUC aprPere erosfuly, eplsae, for thsi tpir. Wlle utp a sahel on shti raedgn ttahs onw ungirnn dlwi.
ROSENCRANTZ, GUILDENSTERN We will haste us.	TONSNRAREZC, GUDIEENTSRLN lelW uyrrh.
Exeunt ROSENCRANTZ and GUILDENSTERN	ESARTCZRNNO dna EENUDSTINGLR xiet.
Enter POLONIUS	OLUOINPS ertnse.
POLONIUS My lord, hes going to his mothers closet. Behind the arras Ill convey myself To hear the process. Ill warrant shell tax him home. And, as you said (and wisely was it said) Tis meet that some more audience than a mother Since nature makes them partialshould oerhear The speech, of vantage. Fare you well, my liege. 35 Ill call upon you ere you go to bed And tell you what I know.	OOIPNSLU My ordl, taHmles oigng to ish tomhers oorm. llI ehdi heindb eth steatyrp to haer waht etyh asy. I bte leshl hwce mhi tou. dAn as uyo siad (dan oyu isad it liewsy), sti odog to vahe esoneom otehr naht a eothrm sglnneiti in on mhte, siecn esh nac be oto tpriala to mhi. oGyeobd, my rold. llI tosp by beefor yuo go to bde, and letl you htwa veI aherd.
CLAUDIUS Thanks, dear my lord.	ISCULAUD kTnhsa, my erad ordl.
Exit POLONIUS	SUILPONO etsix.
Oh, my offence is rank. It smells to heaven. It hath the primal eldest curse upon t, A brothers murder. Pray can I not. 40 Though inclination be as sharp as will, My stronger guilt defeats my strong intent, And, like a man to double business bound, I stand in pause where I shall first begin, And both neglect. What if this cursd hand 45 Were thicker than itself with brothers blood? Is there not rain enough in the sweet heavens To wash it white as snow? Whereto serves mercy But to confront the visage of offence? And whats in prayer but this twofold force, 50 To be forestalld ere we come to fall Or pardoned being down? Then Ill look up. My fault is past. But oh, what form of prayer Can serve my turn, Forgive me my foul murder?	Oh, my rceim is so ontert it ssinkt lla eht way to heneva. It hsa teh rkma of aCni In teh Beibl, Cian was the rfist rmeerudr, llngkii shi rhotebr in sneGies 4:10-12. Cain on it, a hrtbesro rrdume. I cnat ypra, ogthuh I wnta to syteerlpdea. My gltiu is nretgors neev ntah my nitsnionte. nAd eilk a srnoep wthi wot oeipstop instgh to do at oenc, I adnst palyzdear dan netgcle hmet othb. So hawt if tish suredc hdna of neim is cdoeat hwit my rboersht obold? tsnI theer unohge rina in eehanv to awhs it aecnl as sown? tnsI tath athw dGos myecr is fro? And setnod pyrrae revse hetes two utsprsoepo pkee us fmor ningins dan to bnigr us gssrvionefe wenh we vhae dsnein? So Ill pary. veI ardlyea emitdmtco my ins. Btu, oh, hwta dikn of yarepr is theer ofr me? rDae roLd, eofvgri me for my berrholi ermurd?
That cannot be, since I am still possessed 55 Of those effects for which I did the murder: My crown, mine own ambition, and my queen. May one be pardoned and retain th offense? In the corrupted currents of this world Offenses gilded hand may shove by justice, 60 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, 65 To give in evidence. What then? What rests? Try what repentance can. What can it not? Yet what can it when one can not repent? O wretched state! O bosom black as death! O limd soul that, struggling to be free, 70 Art more engaged! Help, angels. Make assay. Bow, stubborn knees, and, heart with strings of steel, Be soft as sinews of the newborn babe. All may be well. (kneels)	hatT owtn wokr, ensci Im istll nagerip het rwsadre of ttha mrerdu: my nrcow nad my qneue. anC a spnroe be gvofienr dna tlisl kepe eth iusrtf of hsi crmie? In this kedwic ordlw, nirmsilca teonf aetk hte enomy htey eslto adn ues it to uyb ffo eht law, sovghin ueitsjc desai. tBu otn in aeevhn. Up rehet, ryeev aiontc is dujedg rof yaecltx hatw its owthr, and eerw cofedr to nrotnofc oru mrceis. So twha nac I do? hWta is ehrte elft to do? fOrfe erhwtvae trnaneceep I hacttna dnuoctl rhut. uBt it cnat lhpe etihre! Oh, tawh a oslyu iistnuota Im in. My shtrea as kbcla as eahdt. My luos is suctk to ins, and the reom it ggsetsrul to earkb eefr, the emro it icstks. Help me, egnlas! Cnmo, make an orfetf. ndBe, rusnbtob nkees. teSlye herat, be sotf as a onnwrbe bbea, so I can yapr. ehasrpP eiynethvgr lwil ntur out akyo ratfe all. (he ekelsn)
Enter HAMLET	MTHLAE esrent.
HAMLET Now might I do it pat. Now he is a-praying. And now Ill do t. And so he goes to heaven. And so am I revenged.That would be scanned. A villain kills my father, and, for that, I, his sole son, do this same villain send To heaven. 80 Oh, this is hire and salary, not revenge. He took my father grossly, full of bread, With all his crimes broad blown, as flush as May. And how his audit stands who knows save heaven? But in our circumstance and course of thought 85 Tis heavy with him. And am I then revenged	TAELMH I udloc do it eailys nwo. eHs anrgypi won. Adn wno Ill do it. (he wdasr tou hsi sdrwo) dnA rthee he esgo, off to veehna. And attsh my evgnree. Id ebertt kthin botau hits reom uelalycfr. A avilinl slkil my efraht, adn I, my thefras lony nos, dnes tsih seam lvliina to evhean. seSme ikel I jtus ddi imh a oravf. He iedkll my hertaf nehw my frthae swa yninoegj efil, wiht lal ish niss in lful mbolo, oreebf my tfearh lcuod nrtepe orf yan of tmeh. lnyO Gdo ownks ohw aynm nsis my arehtf hsa to yap rof. As ofr me, I ntod hntik his sreospctp ookl so ogod.
To take him in the purging of his soul When he is fit and seasoned for his passage? No. Up, sword, and know thou a more horrid hent. 90 When he is drunk asleep, or in his rage, Or in th incestuous pleasure of his bed, At game a-swearing, or about some act That has no relish of salvation in t Then trip him, that his heels may kick at heaven, 95 And that his soul may be as damned and black As hell, whereto it goes. My mother stays This physic but prolongs thy sickly days.	So is it layler eeengrv rof me if I lkli usduiCla irthg whne he is icsenngsfo ihs sisn, in ptfrcee oidiotcnn fro a itpr to vheean? No. awAy, dowsr, nda awit ofr a terbet nmtoem to likl mhi. (he tspu ish sword away) hWen seh gpselein fof osem edknunr oryg, or ihgavn inuocsutes xse, or nwgerisa ehiwl he asgmlbe, or tominitmcg emos hoert atc thta sha no dsgoseon ubtao tatsiht wnhe lIl itrp ihm up nda nsed mhi to elhl wiht his eelsh kinikcg up at enhvea. My rtsehmo atnwigi. Teh iknsg gitrny to ucre shmeilf thwi ayerrp, tbu lla ehs oding is iegepnk mfslhei lieva a liltet nlogre.
Exit HAMLET	HLTEMA eistx.
CLAUDIUS (rises) My words fly up, my thoughts remain below. Words without thoughts never to heaven go.	UDSCUAIL (rsnigi) My wsodr ylf up rtadwo eenhav, tub my gsothuht asyt donw eerh on ethar. Worsd httuowi hhogttsu ibhned mhte iwll evner eakm it to neheav.
Exit	CSILUDAU iesxt.