The Director's Cuts:
Act 4, Scene 5
Elsinore. A room in the castle.
Enter QUEEN GERTRUDE, HORATIO
QUEEN GERTRUDE Her mood will needs be pitied.
QUEEN GERTRUDE HORATIO Let her come in.
Exit HORATIO To my sick soul, as sin's true nature is, OPHELIA |
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OPHELIA He is dead and gone, lady, White his shroud as the mountain snow,-- QUEEN GERTRUDE To-morrow is Saint Valentine's day, By Gis and by Saint Charity, KING CLAUDIUS O, this is the poison of deep grief; it springs But in battalions.
First, her father slain: A noise within QUEEN GERTRUDE Attend!
Where are my Switzers? Let them guard the door.
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Enter another Gentleman What is the matter? The doors are broke.
Noise within Enter LAERTES, armed; Danes following LAERTES LAERTES
LAERTES O thou vile king, Acts little of his will.
Tell me, Laertes, Speak, man. |
LAERTES To hell, allegiance! vows, to the blackest devil!
Conscience and grace, to the profoundest pit!
I dare damnation. To this point I stand, That both the worlds I give to negligence, Let come what comes; only I'll be revenged Most thoroughly for my father. KING CLAUDIUS Who shall stay you? LAERTES My will, not all the world: And for my means, I'll husband them so well, They shall go far with little. KING CLAUDIUS None but his enemies.
KING CLAUDIUS
Will you know them then? LAERTES To his good friends thus wide I'll ope my arms; And like the kind life-rendering pelican, Repast them with my blood. KING CLAUDIUS O heat, dry up my brains! tears seven times salt, Fare you well, my dove!
LAERTES
Hadst thou thy wits, and didst persuade revenge, It could not move thus. OPHELIA [Sings] You must sing a-down a-down, An you call him a-down-a. O, how the wheel becomes it! It is the false |
LAERTES For bonny sweet Robin is all my joy. LAERTES And they shall hear and judge 'twixt you and me:
If by direct or by collateral hand Exeunt |
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