Act IV.
Scene III.
Scene III.—Another Room in the Same.
Enter KING, attended.
King. I have sent to seek him, and to find
the body.
How dangerous is it that this man goes loose!
Yet must not we put the strong law on him:
He's loved of the distracted multitude,
Who like not in their judgment, but their eyes;
And where 'tis so, the offender's scourge
weigh'd,
But never the offence. To bear all smooth and
even,
This sudden sending him away must seem
Deliberate pause: diseases desperate grown
By desperate appliance are reliev'd,
Or not at all.
Enter ROSENCRANTZ.
How now! what hath befall'n?
Ros. Where the dead body is bestow'd, my
lord,
We cannot get from him.
King. But where is he?
Ros. Without, my lord; guarded, to know
your pleasure.
King. Bring him before us.
Ros. Ho, Guildenstern! bring in my lord.
Enter HAMLET and GUILDENSTERN.
King. Now, Hamlet, where's Polonius?
Ham. At supper.
King. At supper! Where?
Ham. Not where he eats, but where he is
eaten: a certain convocation of politic worms
are e'en at him. Your worm is your only em-
peror for diet: we fat all creatures else to fat
us, and we fat ourselves for maggots: your fat
king and your lean beggar is but variable ser-
vice; two dishes, but to one table: that's the
end.
King. Alas, alas!
Ham. A man may fish with the worm that
hath eat of a king, and eat of the fish that hath
fed of that worm.
King. What dost thou mean by this?
Ham. Nothing, but to show you how a king
may go a progress through the guts of a beggar.
King. Where is Polonius?
Ham. In heaven' send thither to see: if
your messenger find him not there, seek him
i' the other place yourself. But, indeed, if you
find him not within this month, you shall nose
him as you go up the stairs into the lobby.
King. [To some Attendants.] Go seek him
there.
Ham. He will stay till you come.
[Exeunt Attendants.
King. Hamlet, this deed, for thine especial
safety,
Which we do tender, as we dearly grieve
For that which thou hast done, must send thee
hence
With fiery quickness: therefore prepare thy-
self;
The bark is ready, and the wind at help,
The associates tend, and every thing is bent
For England.
Ham. For England!
King. Ay, Hamlet.
Ham. Good.
King. So is it, if thou knew'st our purposes.
Ham. I see a cherub that sees them. But,
come; for England! Farewell, dear mother.
King. Thy loving father. Hamlet.
Ham. My mother: father and mother is man
and wife, man and wife is one flesh, and so, my
mother. Come, for England! [Exit.
King. Follow him at foot; tempt him with
speed aboard:
Delay it not, I'll have him hence to-night.
Away! for every thing is seal'd and done
That else leans on the affair: pray yon, make
haste.
[Exeunt ROSENCRANTZ and GUILDENSTERN.
And, England, if my love thou hold'st at aught,—
As my great power thereof may give thee sense,
Since yet thy cicatrice looks raw and red
After the Danish sword, and thy free awe
Pays homage to us,—thou mayst not coldly set
Our sovereign process, which imports at full,
By letters conjuring to that effect,
The present death of Hamlet. Do it, England;
For like the hectic in my blood he rages,
And thou must cure me. Till I know 'tis done,
Howe'er my haps, my joys were ne'er begun.
[Exit.
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