22 To keep it from divulging, let it feed O'er whom his very madness, like some ore King. O Gertrude, come away! The sun no sooner shall the mountains touch. But we will ship him hence: and this vile deed We must, with all our majesty and skill, 31 Both countenance and excuse. Ho, Guilden Ham. That I can keep your counsel, and not mine own. Besides, to be demanded of a sponge! what replication should be made by the son of a king? Ros. Take you me for a sponge, my lord? Ham. Ay, sir; that soaks up the king's countenance,1 his rewards, his authorities. But such officers do the king best service in the end: he keeps them, like an ape doth nuts, in the corner of his jaw; first mouthed, to be last swallowed: when he needs what you have gleaned, it is but squeezing you, and, sponge, you shall be dry again. 23 Ros. I understand you not, my lord. Ham. I am glad of it: a knavish speech sleeps in a foolish ear. Ros. My lord, you must tell us where the body is, and go with us to the king. Ham. The body is with the king, but the king is not with the body. The king is a thing Guil. A thing, my lord? 30 Ham. My mother: father and mother is man and wife; man and wife is one flesh; and so, my mother. Come, for England! [Erit. King. Follow him at foot; tempt him with speed aboard; Delay it not; I'll have him hence to-night: Away! for everything is seal'd and done That else leans on the affair: pray you, 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, 68 [Exit. 32 That inward breaks, and shows no cause without 40 |