OSRIC It is indifferent cold, my lord, indeed. HAMLET No, believe me, 'tis very cold the wind is Northerly. OSRIC I thank your lordship, it is very hot.
Put your bonnet to his right use 'tis for the head. HAMLET I will receive it, sir, with all diligence of Spirit. OSRIC Sweet lord, if your lordship were at leisure, I Should impart a thing to you from his majesty. He hath much land, and fertile: let a Beast be lord of beasts, and his crib shall stand at The king's mess: 'tis a chough but, as I say, Spacious in the possession of dirt. HAMLET Thy state is the more gracious for 'tis a vice to Know him. Dost know this water-fly? HORATIO No, my good lord. HORATIO Peace! who comes here? Enter OSRIC OSRIC Your lordship is right welcome back to Denmark. But, sure, the bravery of his grief did put me Into a towering passion. HAMLET It will be short: the interim is mine And a man's life's no more than to say 'One.' But I am very sorry, good Horatio, That to Laertes I forgot myself For, by the image of my cause, I see The portraiture of his: I'll court his favours. HORATIO Why, what a king is this! HAMLET Does it not, think'st thee, stand me now upon- He that hath kill'd my king and whored my mother, Popp'd in between the election and my hopes, Thrown out his angle for my proper life, And with such cozenage - is't not perfect conscience, To quit him with this arm? and is't not to be damn'd, To let this canker of our nature come In further evil? HORATIO It must be shortly known to him from England What is the issue of the business there. HAMLET Why, man, they did make love to this employment They are not near my conscience their defeat Does by their own insinuation grow: 'Tis dangerous when the baser nature comes Between the pass and fell incensed points Of mighty opposites.
HORATIO So Guildenstern and Rosencrantz go to't. Now, the next day Was our sea-fight and what to this was sequent Thou know'st already. I had my father's signet in my purse, Which was the model of that Danish seal Folded the writ up in form of the other, Subscribed it, gave't the impression, placed it safely, The changeling never known. HORATIO How was this seal'd? HAMLET Why, even in that was heaven ordinant.
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