King.
There's matter in these sighs; these profound heaves
You must translate; 'tis fit, we understand them.
Where is your son?

Queen.
Bestow this place on us a little while. [To Rosincrantz and Guildenstern, who go out.
Ah, my good lord, what have I seen to night?

King.
What, Gertrude? How does Hamlet?

Queen.
Mad as the seas, and wind, when both contend
Which is the mightier; in his lawless fit,
Behind the arras hearing something stir,
He whips his rapier out, and cries, a rat!
And, in this brainish apprehension, kills
The unseen good old man.

King.
O heavy deed!
It had been so with us, had we been there:
His liberty is full of threats to all,
To you yourself, to us, to every one.
Alas! how shall this bloody deed be answer'd?
It will be laid to us, whose providence
Should have kept short, restrain'd, and out of haunt,
This mad young man. But so much was our love,
We would not understand what was most fit;
But, like the owner of a foul disease,
To keep it from divulging, let it feed
Ev'n on the pith of life. Where is he gone?

Queen.
To draw apart the body he hath kill'd
O'er whom his very madness, like some ore
Among a mineral of metals base,
Shews itself pure. He weeps for what is done.

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,
Both countenance and excuse. Ho! Guildenstern! Enter Rosincrantz and Guildenstern.
Friends both, go join you with some further aid:
Hamlet in madness hath Polonius slain,
And from his mother's closet hath he drag'd him.
Go seek him out, speak fair, and bring the body
Into the chappel. Pray you, haste in this. [Ex. Rosincrantz and Guildenstern.
Come, Gertrude, we'll call up our wisest friends,
And let them know both what we mean to do,
And what's untimely done. [^{1 note}For, haply, Slander]
(Whose whisper o'er the world's diameter,
As level as the cannon to his blank,
Transports its poyson'd shot;) may miss our Name,
And hit the woundless air.—O, come away;
My soul is full of discord and dismay. [Exeunt.

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