![]() Things rotten and gross have taken over completely. The world is like an unweeded garden that has gone to seed. Or if God had not made suicide a sin! Oh God! Oh God! How boring, stupid and meaningless everything that we do in this world seems to me. Oh, if only I could just melt away and disappear like the morning dew. In celebration, every time I make a toast today I’ll order a cannon fired, and by the time my glass is drained we’ll hear the echo return as if the heavens were repeating the cannons’ roar. Dear wife, this courteous and voluntary agreement of Hamlet warms my heart. Why, Hamlet, what a caring and pleasant response. Only because you’re asking, mother, I will stay. Hamlet, please answer your mother’s prayers by staying here and not going to Wittenberg. As for your desire to return to school in Wittenberg, that’s not what I want so I ask you to remain here where you will please me by being a leading member of the court, my kinsman, and my son. Hamlet, I love you as intensely as any father does his son. I want all of you to know that I proclaim Prince Hamlet as my successor to the throne of Denmark. Please, let go of this useless sadness and think of me as your father. Why should we be irritable and oppose something we can’t change, and is as common as can be? That would be acting against the laws of heaven, nature, and reason – all of which teach us that death has been a fact of life since Adam and Eve. You are disobeying church teachings you lack toughness you’re immature and you don’t know how to behave properly. But you must realize that your father lost his father, your grandfather lost his, and that they both observed the proper conventions of mourning.īut insisting on this prolonged grieving is just improper stubbornness it’s not how a real man behaves. It’s a sweet and praiseworthy part of your nature, Hamlet, to mourn your father’s death. They are just the outward signs of sadness anyone could put on. I'm not "seeming" to be anything! Black funeral clothes, big sighs, rivers of tears, sad expressions – these gestures do not begin to reflect my emotions. If that's so, why does your father's death seem so difficult for you? Hamlet We all have a finite life here on earth before spending eternity in the afterlife. ![]() You can’t go on forever with your eyes downcast, thinking about your father. Gertrudeĭear Hamlet, quit being so moody and be friendly to the king. I don’t care to be in the good graces of your royal "sunshine," and I definitely don’t want to be your son. Why is it that you’re in such a cloudy mood? HamletĬloudy? No, just the opposite. I’m more than just your nephew, but I’m definitely less than your son. But now, my nephew Hamlet, and also now my son – Hamlet He has, my lord, tirelessly worn me down, and I have finally given him my consent. Claudiusĭo you have your father's permission? What do you say, Polonius? Polonius I must confess, now that those duties have been performed, my desire is to be back in France, and I humbly request your permission to return. My powerful lord, I’d like your permission to return to France, from where I gladly came to attend your coronation. The head is not more closely linked to the heart, nor the hand more important to the mouth, than is the throne of Denmark to your father. What is it? Any reasonable request of yours will be granted in fact I should grant whatever you want even before you ask for it. And now, Laertes, what’s new with you? You mentioned some kind of request. In delivering this message, as in everything we do, we show our duty to you. Farewell, and perform your duty well by delivering this as quickly as possible. You have no power to negotiate anything more than the terms I have detailed in this letter. I’m sending you, Cornelius and Voltemand, to deliver this message. After all, the army being assembled consists of the king’s subjects. I have demanded that he order a complete halt to his nephew’s actions. I have written to the King of Norway who, frail and bed-ridden, doesn’t know about his nephew’s conduct. The purpose of this meeting is to inform you of my response. You all know that Prince Fortinbras of Norway, thinking he’s more powerful than I am and that Denmark is in a state of disarray following our king’s death, has demanded the return of the lands his father lost. I want to thank you, assembled nobility of Denmark, for your approval of this royal marriage. This has been a time of mixed emotions: the sadness of my brother’s death and the joy of our wedding. Therefore, I have married my former sister-in-law, the Queen, who has been jointly ruling the kingdom with my brother during this tense period of war preparation. However, my judgment needs to overrule my personal grief, as I must also consider the welfare of the whole kingdom. It has only been a short time since the death of my brother, King Hamlet, and it is fitting that the kingdom come together in mourning. ![]()
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