A time of unrest ,,,
Theaters are closed forever
I worship you, my dearest ,,,
Although the memory to the death of our beloved brother ,,,
still fresh ,,,
and it was appropriate To wear our heart in mourning ,,,
and our entire kingdom in one frown of grief to contract ,,,
has fought so far With nature ,,,
that we with the wisest sadness Thinking of him ,,,
Together with the memory To ourselves,
That is why we have our former sister, Now our queen ,,,
as it were With a reported joy ,,,
taken to the wife,
Very good, Bravo, Bravo,
For everyone, our thanks,
Now my cousin Hamlet and my son ,,,
How's the clouds Still hanging above you?
Not so, my Lord, I'm too much in the sun,
Good hamlet, Lay your dark color ,,,
Don't look for With your covered eyes ,,,
to your noble father In the dust,
You know it's general ,,,
That everything that lives must die,
Yes, ma'am, it's general,
If so, why does it seem Then so special for you?
Seems, ma'am? No, it's, I don't know "seems",
It's not just my ink -black cloak, Good mother ,,,
nor the usual robes From gloomy black ,,,
together with all shapes, votes, Appearances of grief ,,,
Who can really express me,
These seem indeed, because they are Acts that a man can play ,,,
But I have that in me What goes beyond the appearance,
These are just the external characters And the robes of suffering,
It's sweet and praisy In your nature, Hamlet ,,,
To these mourning obligations to give your father,
But persist In stubborn mourning ,,,
is a form of godless stubbornness,,,
It is unthinkable mourning,
Fee, it's a mistake against heaven, A mistake against nature ,,,
We pray you, throw it useless misery away from you ,,,
And think of us Like a father,
Let the world know ,,,
that you are the most direct Successor of our throne is ,,,
and with no less Noble love ,,,
than those who a father For his son cherishes ,,,
I pour you,
As for your intention To return to school in Wittenberg ,,,
It is completely opposite To our wish,
Don't leave your mother Losing her prayers, Hamlet,
I beg you, stay with us Don't go to Wittenberg,
I will do my best in everything To obey you, ma'am,
Well, that's a loving And just answer,
Be like us in Denmark,
Madam, come,
This soft and casual consent Van Hamlet ,,,
makes my heart smile,
Oh, that this is too fixed meat would melt ,,,
Defrost ,,,
And solve to dew,
Or that the eternal had not adopted his law ,,,
Against suicide,
O God,
God,
How tired, old bins, boring And useless ,,,
All things look like of this world to me,
Shame, bad!
It is a neglected garden who shoots to seed ,,,
That it had to come to this! Less than two months dead,
No, not even so much, not even two,
Such an excellent king ,,,
So loving to my mother,
Do I have to remember?
My father's brother, But no longer like my father ,,,
than I look on Hercules, She remarried within a month,
O Most absturfage ,,,
to with zo a flighty To cut incestuous sheets ,,,
Salvation in your highness!
I am happy to see you healthy, Horatio,
The same, my Lord, And always your loyal servant,
Lord, my good friend,
And what brings you From Wittenberg, Horatio?
My Lord,
Marcellus, -Mijn good Lord,
I am very happy to see you,
But what brings you, In all honesty, from Wittenberg?
A tendency to skip, My good Lord,
I know you are not a trayer,
But what's your business in Elsinore?
We will teach you to drink deep Before you leave,
My Lord, I died your father's funeral,
Please do not mock me, fellow student,
I think you came For my mother's wedding,
Indeed, my Lord, It followed soon,
economy, frugality, horatio,
The fried food of the funeral ,,,
were served cold On the wedding tables,
Oh, father, my father,
He was a good king,
He was a man, Take it as a whole,
I will never have anyone again As he see,
My Lord, I think I have him Last night,
Seen? Who?
My Lord, the King, your Father,
The king, my father?
Two nights in a row has this gentleman ,,,
in the dead middle From the night ,,,
met a figure, similar to your father ,,,
Armed, he appears for me With solemn pass ,,,
passes slowly and stately,
He informed me in horrifying confidentiality ,,,
And I held with him Wait for the third night,
The appearance came,
I knew your father, These hands are not alike,
But where was this?
My Lord, on the platform Where we keep watch,
Did you not speak against it?
My Lord, I did it, But it didn't give an answer,
It is very strange,
Truly, my venerable Lord, It's true,
Do you keep watch tonight?
I do that, my Lord,
Armed, you say?
Armed,
Then you didn't see his face?
Oh yes, my Lord, He carried his visor up,
I had just been there,
It would have surprised you very much,
Most likely, very likely,
I'll keep watch tonight,
Maybe it will appear again,
I guarantee it will,
I will speak to him Even if hell would open yourself ,,,
and to silence me,
Goodbye,
On the platform between eleven And twelve I will visit you,
Your love, like mine for you,
Goodbye,
The spirit of my father ,,,
In armor!
There is something wrong,
I fear a filthy list,
it was already night!
My supplies have been put on,
Goodbye,
As the wind is favorable ,,,
and transportation, beneficial, Don't sleep ,,,
But let me hear from you,
Do you doubt that?
In terms of Hamlet And his fleeting favors ,,,
Keep it for a fashion grill And a whim in the blood ,,,
A violin in the youth From the early nature ,,,
Sweet, but not permanent ,,,
The perfume and pleasure From a moment,
He cannot, like insignificant persons, Choose for themselves ,,,
Because his choice depends ,,,
Health and Safety of the whole state,
So if he says he loves you ,,,
Then weigh what loss you honor can suffer ,,,
If you are with too gullible ears His songs listen to whether your heart loses,
Fear it, Ophelia ,,,
I will have the content Lesson from this wise ,,,
Save as a watchman in my heart,
Still here, Laertes?
on board, on board, for shame!
The wind is in the shoulder From your sail ,,,
And people wait for you,
My blessings for you,
And these few regulations In your memory ,,,
Keep them in mind,
Wear precious clothing As your exhibition allows ,,,
But not pronounced in fashionable splendor,
rich, not showy ,,,
Because clothing Often indicates the man,
Neither a borrower, Neither a lender pointed ,,,
Because loan often loses Both himself and a friend ,,,
and borrow Double the sharpness of economy,
This is above all:
Be true to yourself ,,,
And then it follows, Like the night the day ,,,
You can't get unfaithful then are up to any man,
Go, my blessings with you,
Goodbye, Ophelia,
And remember well What I told you,
It is locked in my memory ,,,
and yourself Keep the key,
Goodbye,
What is it, Ophelia, That he said to you?
something related to Tot Lord Hamlet ,,,
What's between you?
Tell me the truth,
He has, my Lord, lately ,,,
given a lot of his affection for me,
Affection!
You talk like a silly girl!
Do you believe these are apparent, As you call them?
I don't know, my Lord, What to think,
Getting married, I'll teach you, Think of yourself as a child ,,,
that you show these for true payment ,,,
who are not real money,
Rate yourself higher ,,,
Or you make me a fool,
He asked me for love in one honorable way ,,,
way, you call it, Go on, go on ,,,
And he has strengthened his words ,,,
With almost all Holy Eden of Heaven,
These flames, daughter, You should not look for fire,
This applies to everything ,,,
From now on ,,,
I don't want you still spend time ,,,
To change or talk words met Lord Hamlet,
Please note, I recommend it,
Come on, we're going,
I will obey ,,,
My Lord,
The air bites sharply, It's very cold,
What time is it?
Uh, I think it's almost twelve,
-No, it has been beaten, -I did not hear it,
What does this mean, my Lord?
The king watches last night and drinks his intoxication ,,,
And while he has his chalices With Rijnwijn empties ,,,
the Keteltrom and trumpet ,,, roars ,,,
The triumph of his toast out,
My Lord!
Angels and genadinisters, Protect us!
Bring air from heaven Or blow from hell ,,,
Whether your intentions now Being malignant or merciful ,,,
I will call your hamlet, King, Father, Royal Dane ,,,
What should we do?
It beckons you To go with him,
If it doesn't speak, Then I will follow it,
What if it's you falls in madness?
It still beckons me! Go on, I'll follow you ,,,
You can't go, my Lord, -let me go!
Listen to us, you can't go,
My destiny calls, Let me go, gentlemen!
In heaven, I make a spirit From the one who stops me!
There is something bad in The Rijk van Denmark,
Heaven will lead it,
Speak!
I'm not going further,
Listen to me,
speak, I am obliged to listen,
And you are obliged to take revenge, When you hear it ,,,
I am the spirit of your father,
If you ever have loved your dear father ,,,
O God!
Roll his filthy And most unnatural murder,
Murder?
Murder, the filest of Al, Strange and unnatural,
But hurry to know ,,,
so that I with wings As fast as reflection ,,,
or the thoughts of love, Can rush to my revenge,
It is said that, While I slept in my orchard ,,,
a snake me ,,,
The snake that life took from your father ,,,
Now wears his crown,
o, my prophetic soul! My uncle?
And,
That incestuous beast overwhelmed with his shameful lust ,,,
The will of my apparently virtuous queen,
While I slept in my orchard ,,,
in my safe hour Cleverly demolish your uncle ,,,
With juice from cursed Hebona In a bottle ,,,
and in the pores of my ear he poured the leprosy distillate ,,,
and with sudden strength Does it solidify and clump ,,,
Such as sharp drops in milk, The thin and healthy blood,
That's how it did mine,
That's how I got life, van Kroon, from Queen ,,,
robbed in one go ,,,
Cut off in bloom From my sin,
without taking into account, But sent to my final settlement ,,,
With all my imperfections On my head,
Let the Royal Bed of Denmark ,,,
no resting place for luxury and cursed incest,
But no matter how you This act pursues ,,,
Do not taunt your mind ,,,
and leave your soul nothing Make up against your mother ,,,
Leave her to the sky ,,,
and to those thorns That nestles in her bosom ,,,
To stab her and to hurt,
Goodbye,
Remember me,
Oh, heavenly powers!
O earth! What more?
And shall I involve hell?
Remember you!
Yes, from the table of my memory ,,,
I will all trivial Wissing loving memories ,,,
And your order will only ,,,
Living in the book And volume of my brain,
Oh, most corrupted woman!
Oh, villain, villain, Smiling, cursed villain!
My tables, it's appropriate That I write it down ,,,
That one can smile ,,,
And smile, and be a villain!
At least I'm sure That it can be in Denmark,
So, uncle, there you are,
Oh, heavens, protect him! -Mog it is,
How is it, my noble Lord? -What news, my Lord?
Oh, wonderful! Wonderful!
Good Lord, tell it, -No, you will reveal it,
Not me, my Lord, in heaven, -I, my Lord,
There is no villain that lives Throughout Denmark ,,,
But he is a genuine villain,
No spirit is needed, my Lord, which comes from the grave ,,,
To tell us this,
As for this appearance here ,,,
It is a fair spirit, I assure you ,,,
If you're friends Scholar and soldier ,,,
Give me one simple favor,
What is it, my Lord? We will do it,
Never talk about What you have seen, Swear,
Swear,
Never talk about What you have heard,
This is wonderfully strange,
and like a stranger, Receive it with open arms,
There are more things In heaven and on earth, horatio ,,,
then what is being dreamed of In your philosophy,
But come,
How strange or bizarre I also behave ,,,
If I may have ,,,
it is appropriate To adopt an amazing attitude ,,,
that you at that time, If you see me, don't say ,,,
That you know something about me,
Swear this,
The time is up,
Oh cursed regret that I Born to put it right!
What is it, Ophelia, What's going on?
My Lord ,,,
My Lord, I am Been so scared!
what for God's sake?
My Lord, while I was in my room ,,,
Lord Hamlet, With his wambuis completely loose ,,,
no hat on his head, His stockings soiled ,,,
without stocking tires and sagged Until his ankle ,,,
turned out to be his shirt, His knees nodded against each other ,,,
and with a look So full of pity ,,,
as if he had been released From hell to talk about horrors ,,,
he comes to me,
Insane because of your love?
My Lord, I don't know But I really fear it,
Oh, what did he say?
He grabbed me at the wrist And held me tight ,,,
and with his other hand so over his forehead ,,,
he started my face so to investigate ,,,
As if he wanted to draw it,
He stopped for a long time,
Finally, while he shook my arm ,,,
and his head three times So rocking up and down ,,,
he let a sigh So full of compassion and in -depth ,,,
that it seemed like it his whole body torn and ended his life,
Then he let me go ,,,
and with his head Turned over his shoulder ,,,
he seemed to find his way Without his eyes ,,,
Because he went outside Without their help ,,,
and, until the end, they pointed their light on me,
This is the pure ecstasy From love!
What, do you have it Given hard words lately?
no, my Lord, But as you had instructed me ,,,
I am off his letters And denied him access to me,
Ah, that drove him crazy,
I'm sorry I'm not better Insight and judgment ,,,
have noticed his intentions,
I feared he just played And meant to ruin,
Curry my jealousy!
Come, let's go to the king,
This must be known, Because if it stays hidden ,,,
would cause more sorrow to Hide, then hates to pronounce love,
Come!
My prince, and madam, To argue what duty is ,,,
Why day is time, time, And night night ,,,
would be nothing but waste From night, day and time,
And since concise The soul of the mind is ,,,
And long -winded ,,,
The outer limbs And decorations, I will be concise,
Your noble son is amazing,
I call it madness, Because to define true madness ,,,
What is it different than nothing other than madness?
Let that go,
More content, less art,
Ma'am, I swear That I don't use art,
I have a daughter heb,,,
As long as she's mine ,,,
that in her duty and obedience, Brand on, I gave this,
Now, collect and conclude,
I,,,
"In the heavenly And the idol of my soul ,,,
the most embellished Ophelia, "
That is a horrible expression,
Oh, embellished is a horrible expression,
But you will hear, Like this,
"In her excellent white bosom, of,,,"
and so forth,
Did this come from Hamlet to her?
Uh, ma'am, stay,
"Doubt whether the stars are fire ,,,
Doubt whether the sun is moving ,,,
Doubt of the truth, that it is a lie ,,,
But never doubt my love, "
"Oh, dear Ophelia, I'm bad at these verses, "
"I have no art To count my sighs ,,,
But that I love you, the most ,,,
o, the most, believe it, "
"Goodbye, forever yours, Most dear Lady, Hamlet, "
This,,,
in obedience My daughter has shown me,
But how did she receive his love?
My Lord, I went thoroughly ,,,
and against my young mistress I spoke like this ,,,
"Lord Hamlet is a prince, out of your reach, "
"This cannot be,"
And then I gave her regulations ,,,
that she had to close herself of his company,
This done, she followed the fruits From my advice,
And he, rejected, To make it short ,,,
Fell in a fast ,,,
And then in a weakness ,,,
and then in vigilance,
And then in a lightness, And because of this decline ,,,
in the madness Including he now rages ,,,
And for which we all mourn,
To be or not to be, That is the question:
whether it is noble To suffer ,,
among everything it cruel fate you die ,,,
or to record the weapons Against a sea of ​​worries ,,,
And already fighting there to put an end to?
To die ,,,
to sleep ,,,
Nothing anymore;
And find peace in that sleep ,,,
for all heartaches And the thousand arrows ,,,
That your body gives you,
That would be an end to yourself To be desired,
to die; to sleep,
To sleep, maybe dream,
There it pinches it,
Because what dreams come In the death sleep ,,,
If we worry the earthly have dropped,
It hesitate to hesitate: this is the consideration It leads to the misery of such a long life,
Because who would the scourge And tolerate the time ,,,
when you can find peace with A simple daggerstoot?
Who would tolerate all this, sweat and Moan under a miserable life ,,,
If not the threat of what Behind death there was ,,,
the undiscovered country, where No traveler from eavesdropping ,,,
confuses us,
So we prefer the costs Wear that we know ,,,
than to meet the unknown,
That's how conscience paralyzes us to cowards ,,,
And so healthy decisiveness ,,,
Disborned by turning worse,
And run big companies Nothing out ,,,,
and therefore become in their course deviated ,,,
And lose the name of action,
This is a good rule, There is a small break here ,,,
Lieve Gertrude, Let us two alone ,,,
Because we have Hamlet deliberately sent here ,,,
so that he, as it were by chance, Here can meet Ophelia,
Her father and myself, We'll be like this ,,,
That, invisible ,,,
we have their meeting Being able to judge fairly ,,,
Or it is the condition of his love is or not ,,,
for which he suffers like that, -I will obey you,
And as far as you are concerned, Ophelia ,,,
I hope That you have good beauty ,,,
The cause is van Hamlets madness,
Oh, then I hope That your virtue ,,,
will bring him back To his old self ,,,
to the honor of both of you,
Madam, I hope it will be like that,
Ophelia, read in this book ,,,
so that we are with a face of devotion And pious deeds ,,,
Even the devil can be sealed,
Pull back, noble woman,
We will withdraw,
Nymph,,,
In your prayers All my sins are remembered,
Good Lord, how is it Your noble health these days?
I thank you humble,
Well, well, well ,,,
My Lord, I have Reminding of you ,,,
that I've been for a long time I desired to return,
I beg you, take them now,
No,
Not me, I never gave you anything,
My honored gentleman, You know very well that you did,
And with those words From such a sweet breath composed ,,,
That they made these things even richer,
Their perfume is gone, Take this back ,,,
Because for the noble spirit Loss rich gifts their value ,,,
When givers turn out to be unfriendly,
Are you honest?
My Lord ,,, -Are you Rein?
What does your Lord mean? -I have never loved you,
Then I am all the more cheated,
Go to a monastery,
Why would you want to produce sinners?
I am fairly honest ,,,
But I could accuse myself From such things ,,,
that it would have been better If my mother didn't give me gestured,
I am very proud vengeful, ambitious ,,,
With more crimes within reach ,,,
than I have thoughts To fill them in ,,,
imagination to shape them, Or time to implement them,
What would such guys would If I have to do ,,,
crawling between heaven And earth?
We are all cracked villains, None of us believe,
Go to a monastery,
Where is your father?
At home, my Lord,
Let the doors be closed for him ,,,
so that he can play the fool Nowhere else in his own house,
Goodbye,
O, help hem, lieve hemel!
I have also heard of your paintings, More than enough,
God gave you one face, And you make yourself another,
Forward, no more about it, It drove me crazy,
I say we will not get married anymore,
Those who are already married, All except one will live ,,,
The rest will stay as they are,
to a monastery, go,
Love?
His feelings Do not tend that way ,,,
nor what he spoke, Although it missed a bit of shape ,,,
Was not like madness,
I really believe that the origin And the beginning of his grief ,,,
Comes from neglected love,
Let me only for the cause of this,
Oh, what a noble spirit Has been down here,
The eye, the tongue, the sword van de courteling, soldier, scholar ,,,
expected And rose of the clean state ,,,
The Mirror of Fashion And the mold in shape ,,,
the observed of all observers, All the way, completely underneath,
And me, from all the ladies The most discouraged and miserable ,,,
The de Honing drunk From his musical vows ,,,
See now that sovereign and noble reason ,,,
When sweet bubbles get out of time, And sounds stark,
That unparalleled form and shape of flowering youth ,,,
Destroyed by ecstasy,
Oh, woe to me to have seen What I've seen ,,,
And to see what I see now,
Welcome, dear Rosencrantz en Guildenstern,
Moreover, we wanted very much To see you,
The need we have to use you, Has encouraged us to be quick invitation,
You have heard something About Hamlets transformation,
Call it that way, since neither the nor the inner man ,,,
Looks like what he was,
what it could be, Unlike the death of his father ,,,
That brought him so far ,,,
understand I can't think of themselves,
I request both of you ,,,
that, because you from an early age have grown up with him ,,,
that you give your stay Here at our court ,,,
for some time, so that your company ,,,
you can pull him to joys ,,,
and to collect so much If the opportunity offers you ,,,
Whether there is something unknown to us That finds him so ,,,
that as soon as it is discovered, is within our reach to remedy,
Good gentlemen, He spoke a lot about you ,,,
And I'm sure that no two men live there ,,,
to whom he is more attached,
Your visit will Thank you ,,,
As befits a king,
Both Majesties could ,,,
Because of the sovereign power that you have about us ,,,
your fearing wishes More orders than requests,
We both obey,
Thank you, Rosencrantz And gentle guildstern,
Thank you, Guilderstern and gentle rosencrantz,
And I beg you to immediately My too changed son to visit,
Heaven, make our presence And our actions ,,,
Pleasant and helpful for him,
O, and, amen,
How is my Good Lord Hamlet?
good, thank God thanks,
Do you know me, my Lord?
Excellent good,
You are a fish seller,
I am not, my Lord,
Then I would like you Such a honest man was,
Honestly, my Lord?
Well, gentleman, being honest, As it is in this world ,,,
is being a man From ten thousand,
That is very true, my Lord,
Do you have a daughter?
I have my Lord, -Don't let her walk in the sun,
Pregnancy is a blessing ,,,
But if your daughter Getting pregnant ,,,
Friend, note,
Still harrowed about my daughter,
And yet he didn't recognize me immediately, He said I was a fish seller,
He is far away,
And truly in my youth I suffered A lot by love ,,,
Very similar to this,
I will question him again,
What do you read, my Lord?
Words, words, words,
Uh, what is the subject?
Between whom?
I mean, the subject That you read, my Lord,
Lader, Lord, Because here writes the satirical villain ,,,
that old men have hollow eyes ,,,
Weak backs ,,,
gray beards, miserable weak hamstrings, And, uh, gouty legs ,,,
what I all Might not believe,
For, Lord, you will grow old yourself, Just like me ,,,
If you like a crab could go backwards,
Although this is madness, Is there a method in it,
Do you want to go out of the air, My Lord?
In my grave? -That is out of the air,
You're okay, my Lord,
I will say goodbye to you,
You can't take anything from me ,,,
that I would rather not would give up,
except my life,
Except my life,
Except my life!
Uh, goodbye, my Lord!
These annoying old fools!
My honored Lord!
My dear Lord!
My excellent good friends!
How are you, Guilderstern? Oh, Rosencrantz!
Good guys,
How are both of you? What new?
None, my Lord, But the world has become honest,
Oh, then the end of time is near,
But your news is not true,
Now, what do you have, my good friends,
deserved from fate,
That she sends you to this prison?
Prison, my Lord?
Denmark is a prison,
Why, your ambition makes it one,
It is too narrow for your mind,
I could be in a nutshell,
and regard myself as a king of infinite space,
Were it not that ,,,
I have bad dreams,
Which dreams, indeed, His ambition,
Shall we go to court?
Because, with my faith, I can't reason,
We will accompany you,
But in the proven road From friendship ,,,
What do you do here at the court?
To visit you, my Lord, No other reason,
Beggar I am, I am even poor In gratitude, but thank you,
Were you not sent?
Is it a free visit?
Oh, come, come, Speak honestly with me,
No, speak, -What should we say, my Lord?
Everything except the goal,
You have been sent;
There is a kind of confession In you ,,,
that your modesty Not enough skill to color,
I know the good king and queen you sent,
My Lord, we were sent,
I will tell you why,
I've had lately, but why I don't know, all my joy lost ,,,
all my customs leave exercises,
And indeed, it's going so hard With my mind ,,,
that this beautiful stage, The earth ,,,
I look like a dry headland,
What a work of art is people ,,,
how noble in reason, How infinite in power ,,,
In shape and movement, How explicit and admirable ,,,
In action, how like an angel ,,,
in understanding, How like a god!
The beauty of the world, The pinnacle of animals ,,,
And yet, for me, what is this Quinters of dust?
Man does not entertain me,
No, not even in women, Although by smiling you seem to say so,
My Lord, that's not In my mind,
Then why did you laugh, When I said, "Man doesn't entertain me"?
to think, my Lord, If you don't like people ,,,
what kind of poor reception The players will get from yours,
We met them on the way ,,,
And they come here To offer you their service,
He who plays the king will Welcome, Which players are they?
Even those where you used to be so enjoyed ,,,
The tragedy actors of the city,
Gentlemen, you are welcome In Elsinore,
Oh, you are welcome,
But my uncle father And aunt mother was mistaken,
In which, my dear Lord?
I am just crazy North Northwest,
If the wind is southern, I know a hawk of a saw,
The actors came here, My Lord!
The best actors in the world,
For comedy, tragedy, History, pastoral ,,,
pastoral comic, Pastoral tragic ,,,
pastoral-historical, Pastoral-historical-comic ,,,
pastoral comic, comic-historical pastoral ,,,
pastoral-historical Historical ,,, practice!
These are the only men,
You are welcome, masters, Welcome, all,
I am happy to see you healthy,
Oh, old friend! Yes,
Oh, my young lady and mistress,
With Our Lady, Your Highness is closer to heaven ,,,
Then when I saw you for the last time,
Oh, masters, you are all welcome,
We will go against it that way As French Valkeniers ,,,
attack everything we see, We will have a speech immediately,
Come, give us a taste of your quality,
I once heard you give me a speech,
Which speech, my good Lord?
It was the story of Aeneas to Dido, And about that ,,,
Especially when he speaks About the murder of Priamus,
If it still lives in your memory, Start this rule,
Uh, let me see,
“The Ruige Pyrrhus, If the hyrcanic beast ,,, "
No, it isn't,
It starts with Pyrrhus,
“The Ruige Pyrrhus, he whose black arm,
black as his intention,
Old grandfather is looking for Priamus, " Go on,
Well, with God, well speaking, My Lord,
Unevenly matched, Pyrrhus stoot op Priamus af ,,,
In anger he hits wide ,,,
But with the gust of wind From his horrible sword ,,,
The paralyzed father falls,
Then, numb ilium, Seems to feel this blow ,,,
burning top he bends to his base ,,,
and with a horrible crackling he catches the ear of Pyrrhus ,,,
Because see, his sword ,,,
That fell down on it Milk whites head of venerable priamus ,,,
seemed to linger in the air,
Like this,,,
like a painted tyrant, Pyrrhus stood ,,,
and like a neutral spectator With his will and business ,,,
he did nothing,
But after Pyrrhus' break,
Waart revenge him Go to work again ,,,
And the hammers never fell of the cyclopen with less pity ,,,
Now pyrrhus' bleeding sword falls on Priamus!
This is too long!
Yes, well, it will go to the Barber go with your beard,
Pray, go on,
He is for a dance or a schunnig story, Or he sleeps,
Continue, come to Hecuba,
But who, oh, woe, Saw the mined queen ,,,
Run back and forth ,,,
A cloth on that head where the diadem recently stood ,,,
and for a robe, to her meager one And overloaded loins ,,,
a blanket, picked up in fear,
And as the gods themselves Saw her then ,,,
When she saw how Pyrrhus Made malignant pleasure ,,,
through with his sword to cut the limbs of her husband ,,,
the immediate scream of jammer which she emitted ,,,
Would the burning eyes have filled the sky with milk ,,,
And passion for the gods!
Look, where they don't have color has changed ,,,
And has tears in her eyes,
Pray you, no more, -It is,
Now, my good Lord, do you want the Place players well?
And you hear, Let them be treated well ,,,
for they are the abstract and Short chronicles of their time,
I will use every man To his merit,
O, God's bodkin, man, Much better,
"Use every man To his merit? "
And who will then avoid the whip?
Use them to your own honor And dignity, Take them with you,
Come, gentlemen, -Yja, follow him, friends,
Follow the Lord, And make sure you don't mock him,
My good friends!
I'll leave you until tonight, You are welcome in Elsinore,
Well, my Lord,
Oh, what a manure heap I am an idiotic slave!
Is it not monstrous That this player here ,,,
But in a fiction, In a dream of passion ,,,
her soul can force To her own imagination ,,,
that because of her effort Her whole face fades ,,,
Tears in her eyes, bewilderment in her gaze ,,,
a broken voice, and her whole being adapted ,,,
to forms of her imagination?
And all for nothing, for Hecuba!
What is Hecuba for her, Or she for Hecuba ,,,
That she would cry for her?
What would she do If she had the motive ,,,
and the reason for passion I have?
She's the stage flood with tears,
But me, a stupid And weak villain ,,,
tar, like Hans de Dromer, unconsciously of my case ,,,
And can't say anything,
No, not even for a king, on whose possession and dear life ,,,
A cursed defeat has been caused,
Am I a coward?
Who calls me villain, hits my head in two ,,,
Picks me to my nose,
Whole wound, I would accept it, Because it can't be different ,,,
But I'm cowardly,
Or before I had all the Birds of prey nourished in the area ,,,
with the waste from this slave,
Bloody, lusty villain!
Unscrupulous, treacherous, lusty, heartless villain!
O revenge!
What a donkey I am,
Ah, this is very brave ,,,
that I, the son of a dear father killed ,,,
encouraged to my revenge By heaven and hell ,,,
Must like a whore Unpack my heart with words ,,,
Getting started with my brain,
I heard that guilty Schepsels, sitting at a play ,,,
Due to the cunningness of the stage have gotten into their souls ,,,
that they immediately have their crimes have announced,
I will play these players Let something play that looks like ,,,
The murder of my father For my uncle,
I will observe his eyes, I will test it to the bone,
If he fades, I know my course,
The spirit I have seen Could be a devil ,,,
and the devil has the power To take on a pleasant shape, yes ,,,
And maybe, from my weakness And my melancholy ,,,
as it is very powerful With such spirits ,,,
He abuses me to damn me,
I will have more convincing evidence,
The play is the fall ,,,
in which I have my uncles will catch conscience,
Can you play "the mouse trap"?
Yes, my Lord,
And would you, if necessary, a speech can learn from a few rules ,,,
which I would write down and insert it in?
Yes, very easy, my Lord,
There is something in his soul ,,,
on which his melancholy breeds ,,,
And I fear that it breaks down ,,,
will be dangerous ,,,
what I want to prevent, By deciding quickly ,,,
and to determine it in this way,
He will soon leave for England ,,,
For our requirements neglected estimate,
Maybe the seas will, And different countries ,,,
with different objects, This slightly featured ,,,
In his heart drive ,,,
about which his brain Still worrying ,,,
which makes it so is alienated from itself,
"The scratching raven Calls for revenge ,,, "
My Lord, do the way you want ,,,
But if you consider it right ,,,
Let his mother after the play The queen only ask him ,,,
To show his grief,
Let her ask him around ,,,
And I will be placed, If you like it ,,,
within the hearing of their conversation,
If she doesn't find him Then send him to England,
No, speak the speech, I beg you ,,,
as I pronounced it Smooth over the tongue ,,,
But if you knock it on Like many of our players do ,,,
I'd rather hear the bulls from the city of roar,
don't cut the air too much either With your hand,
I guarantee your honor,
Don't be too tame either, Use everything with softness,
Adjust the action speaking, The word to the promotion ,,,
With this special observation ,,,
that you are the modesty of nature not exceeding ,,,
Because everything that is done too much deviates from the purpose of the game ,,,
That, both first and now ,,,
was and is, as it were, to keep the mirror for nature ,,,
To show the virtue her face, Spot her own image ,,,
and the age and body of the time to show its own shape and pressure,
Go, get ready,
It will be that way,
madness in big men should not remain unseen,
Wat ho, Horatio!
Here, dear Lord, to your service,
Horatio, you are just just As ever a man ,,,
with which my conversation has worked together,
My dear Lord, -No, don't think I flatter,
Since my dear soul Mistress of her choice was ,,,
and people could distinguish ,,,
Has her choice sealed for herself ,,,
Because you have been like one ,,,
In the suffering of everything, who suffers nothing,
Give me that man who is not a slave of passion ,,,
and I will wear it In the core of my heart ,,,
yes, in my heart ground, Like I do you,
There is a play tonight For the king,
A scene comes close The circumstances ,,,
I told you About my father's death,
I beg you if you have that sees scene playing, observing my uncle,
I'll do it, my Lord, And no small change ,,,
that appears in him I will not notice,
They come to the play,
I don't have to do anything, Go, take your place,
How now, son Hamlet, how are you?
Oh, excellent, Father, from the chameleon dish,
I have nothing to do with this answer, Hamlet ,,,
These words are not mine,
And not from me now,
Are the actors ready?
Yes, my Lord, they are waiting for your patience,
Good hamlet, Come here, sit next to me,
Good mother, Here is a more attractive metal,
Oh ho, did you see that?
Lady, shall I lie in your lap? -No, my Lord,
I mean, my head on your lap? -yes, my Lord,
Do you think I National Affairs meant?
You are cheerful, my Lord,
Who, me? -yes, my Lord,
O God, your only dance master, Look,
How cheerful my mother looks ,,,
and my father died Within these two hours,
No, it's twice two months, My Lord,
So long? Jesus! Only two months Death and not yet forgotten?
Then there is hope that the memory To a big man ,,,
longer than his life will last half a year,
It is very, very, very strange,
I love this,
What does this mean, my Lord?
Well, this is ground time Malheur; It means accident,
And this is the prologue,
For us, and for our tragedy ,,,
we ask for your patient hearing,
It's short, my Lord,
Like the love of a woman,
Forty years are over, Their date has passed ,,,
since the lucky time Our hearts as one united,
And now the blood flows that my youthful veins filled ,,,
weak in their pipes,
I have to go to heaven And leave the earth with you,
Oh, don't say that, Otherwise you kill my heart,
Be satisfied, if my time has passed ,,,
you might be able to Find a noble partner ,,,
Oh no more speak, Because then I am cursed,
Nobody marries a second time, Unless she kills the first,
A second time I kill my dead Lord ,,,
When the second husband kissed me in bed,
Alsem, Alsem!
From here and there I followed eternal struggle ,,,
If I ever become a widow, I will ever be a woman,
If she would break it now,
It is thoroughly sworn,
Sweetheart, let me here, My Spirit becomes dull ,,,
And I would like time want to expel with sleep,
Sleep, cradle your brain ,,,
And never leave setbacks get between us,
Madam, how do you like this play?
The lady protests too much, I thought,
Oh, but she will keep her word,
Have you heard the argument? Is there no violation in it?
No violation in the world, Oh, poison in a joke,
What is the name of the play?
"The mouse trap", The play Is the image of a murder ,,,
who was committed in Vienna,
Gonzago is the name of the duke, His wife is Baptista,
Oh, father, it's a villainous piece of work, But what does it matter?
Oh, this is a certain Lucianus, Cousin of the king,
o, let go and start,
The scratching raven screams for revenge,
Thoughts black, hands skillfully ,,,
Drugs suitable, and time agrees ,,,
you rank mixture from midnight weeds collected ,,,
Healthy lives Takes immediately,
He poisons him In the garden for his possession,
His name is Gonzago,
You will see like this ,,,
how the murderer love Van Gonzago's wife wins,
Lights! I'm going to bed,
The king gets up! -What?
What shocked by false fire?
How's my Lord? -Stop the play,
Give me some light!
Get rid of it!
Lights! Lights!
Lights!
Good horatio,
I believe the Word of the Spirit For a thousand pounds,
Have you noticed? -S well, my Lord,
In the conversation about poisoning?
I observed it very well,
Because like the king This tragedy doesn't like ,,,
then he likes it Not fun, with God!
Good Lord, grant me A word with you,
Sir, a whole story,
The king, sir, -Yja, sir, what's with him?
He is in his withdrawal Extraordinarily displeased,
With drinks, sir? -No, my Lord, with anger,
The queen, your mother ,,,
in great spiritual need, sent me to you,
You are welcome, -No, good Lord,
If it pleases you to to give me a reasonable answer ,,,
I will order the assignment Perform your mother, If not ,,,
Your forgiveness and my return will be the end of my case,
Sir, I can't, -What, my Lord?
give you a reasonable answer, My mind is sick,
But in the matter, My mother, you said?
She wishes to talk to you in Her room before you go to bed,
We will obey Even if she is ten times our mother,
Do you have any other things With us?
My Lord, You once loved me,
I still do that, With these fingers and stems,
Good Lord, What is the cause of your unrest?
You voluntarily close the door From your own freedom ,,,
If you do not share your grief With your friend,
I lack progress,
How is that possible if you have the support of the king himself ,,,
For your follow -up in Denmark?
yes, but "while the grass is growing,"
My Lord, the queen wants Now talk to you immediately,
Do you see that cloud?
That almost the form Does a camel have?
Oh yes, with Mass it seems Indeed on a camel,
And now it looks like a weasel,
It is bent like a weasel,
Or like a whale? -Yja, very much like a whale,
Then I will go to my mother later,
I'll come soon, -I ,,, I'll say that,
"Soon" is easily said,
Let me alone,
It is now the real one Witch hour of the night ,,,
When cemeteries yawn ,,,
and hell exudes Contamination in this world,
Now I could drink hot blood,
Calm now,
My mother!
O heart, don't lose your nature,
Let me be cruel, not unnatural,
I will address her with daggers, But no use,
I am not allowed to ,,,
And it's not safe for us To release his madness,
Therefore, prepare yourself and he Will go to England with you,
We will make worries ourselves,
It is a holy and religious fear ,,,
To those many, Many bodies to protect ,,,
that live and feed With your Majesty,
Never sighed the king alone, But with a general sigh,
Handle you, I pray you, For this quick journey,
We will hurry,
Oh, my crime is horrible,
It smells to heaven,
It has the first, oldest curse In itself, the murder of a brother,
I can't pray, though The tendency is just as sharp as the will,
My stronger debt beats my strong intention ,,,
And, like a man Bound with double things ,,,
I find myself in break Where to start first ,,,
and neglect both,
What if this cursed hand ,,,
was thicker than himself With the blood of a brother ,,,
Is there not enough rain In the sweet heavens ,,,
To wash the white like snow?
And what's in prayer Except this double force ,,,
to prevent That we fall ,,,
Or to be forgiven if we have fallen?
Then look up, My fault is over,
Oh, what form of prayer Can help me?
"Forgive me my horrible murder"?
That is not possible, since I am Still in possession ,,,
of the things for which I committed the murder ,,,
My crown, my own ambition, And my queen,
Can one get forgiveness And yet retained sin?
In the corrupt flows From this world ,,,
Can the gilded hand of crime The dish avoids ,,,
But that's not the case,
Try what repentance can do,
What can't it do?
But what can it do, If one can't repent?
O Caught soul, struggling To be free, but it clings more!
Help, angels!
Try it,
Bend, stubborn knees ,,,
And heart, with steel strings ,,,
Be soft as the tendons From a newborn child!
Everything can still be fine,
Now I could do it,
Now he prays,
And now I will do it,
And I will kill him now While he purifies his sins ,,,
And is his way to heaven?
Have I been avenged then?
Nee,
When he sleeps drunk, Or in anger ,,,
or in the incestuous pleasure From his bed ,,,
When gambling, swearing, Or with an act ,,,
that no touch of redemption in itself ,,,
Then I let him stumble so that his heels kick to heaven ,,,
and his soul so damned And black is like hell ,,,
Where it goes,
My mother is waiting,
This medicine only extends Your sick days,
My words fly up, My thoughts stay downstairs,
Words without thoughts Never go to heaven,
Tell him that his regions To tolerate,
I assure you, I don't fear, Withdraw,
I will hide here,
Pray, be clear with him,
How are you, mother?
How are you? -I will tell you,
But first we will secure ourselves,
Hamlet?
You have your father Very insulted,
Mother, you have my father Very insulted,
What now, boy? -What now, mother?
Come, come, you answer With a loose tongue,
Oh, go, you ask With an evil tongue,
Have you forgotten me? -No, at the cross, not so,
You are the queen Your husband's brother's wife ,,,
and it wasn't that way, You are my mother,
No, then I will send people to you who can speak,
Come here now And sit down,
You will not give way,
You don't go away Until I hold you a mirror ,,,
in which you are the deepest can see part of yourself,
What are you going to do? You won't kill me, do you?
Help!
What now!
A rat?
Dead! For a Dukaat!
Oh no, what have you done?
No, I don't know,
Is it the king?
o, what a haste And bloody act is!
A bloody act, Almost as bad, good mother ,,,
If killing a king, And marry his brother,
If killing a king? -yes, lady, that was my word,
You miserable, hasty, invasive fools,
Goodbye!
I kept you better for you,
Stop wringing From your hands,
Calm!
Sit down,
And let me wring your heart,
What did I do That you dare to stir your tongue ,,,
So noisy against me?
Such an act ,,,
that grace and blush From the chastity is blurring ,,,
virtue makes a hypocrisy ,,,
The rose of the honest forehead From an innocent love takes away ,,,
And places a blister there,
Makes marital vows As false as that of cheaters,
Oh, what an act?
Look at this image here,
And to this one,
Don't see what a grace on this forehead?
Wiens hart hand in hand ging, Even with the vow ,,,
which he did to you in marriage, And he's dead, Killed,
Shamefully killed,
This was your husband,
Look now what follows,
Here is your husband, As a moldy corner ,,,
He spoils his healthy brother,
A look that fits a murder,
and a rape,
What, do you have eyes And you can look at him ,,,
who killed my father ,,,
And your dear husband?
O shame, where is your blush?
Oh, Hamlet, don't speak anymore!
You focus my gaze On my soul ,,,
And there I see such Black and deep spots ,,,
that don't lose their color,
No, but to live In the bed of a moldy love ,,,
Humping in destruction ,,,
love Above the filthy manure heap!
Oh, don't speak anymore!
These words penetrate Like daggers in my ears,
Not anymore, dear Hamlet!
He is a murderer and a villain!
A pickpocket of the empire And the rule ,,,
that of a plank The precious diadem stable ,,,
And put in his pocket!
Not anymore!
A king of rags and rags,
Note me!
Red me,,,
Floating above me with your wings, your heavenly guards,
What do you want, gracious figure?
Well, he's crazy!
Are you not coming to reprimand your slow son?
Oh, speak,
Oh, step between your mother And her fighting soul,
Speak to her, Hamlet,
How are you, ma'am?
Well, how are you, that you focus your gaze on emptiness ,,,
and with the immaterial air conducts a conversation?
Dear son, Sprinkle cool patience About the heat and flame of your unrest ,,,
What do you look at?
On him,
On him, look!
How he turned out to be,
Oh, don't look at me ,,,
otherwise, with this miserable action, Do you change my strict intentions ,,,
than what I have to do will lack true color;
Tears maybe instead of blood,
Who do you say this to?
Do you see nothing there?
Nothing at all, -Do you hear nothing?
No, nothing but ourselves,
Well, look ,,, there!
My father!
Look where it goes!
Ah, it's the weakness From your brain ,,,
that lets your tongue express What torments your heart,
But as I have a soul I swear by heaven ,,,
that I never knew of this horrible murder,
Hamlet, this is just fantasy,
And because of my love, Forget these vain showers,
My wrist taps just as quietly If yours ,,,
And makes just such healthy music,
It's not madness That Hamlet controls,
Confess yourself in the sky,
Confess what happened, Avoid what is coming ,,,
and don't sprinkle compost On the weeds ,,,
To make it even worse,
O Hamlet, you have split my heart in two,
Throw the worse part away ,,,
and live purer With the other half,
Good night,
Take a virtue, If you don't have it,
Remember tonight ,,,
And that will give a kind of convenience ,,,
to the following abstinence, Next time it will be easier,
again, good night,
And when you want To be blessed ,,,
I will ask blessings of you,
You know for sure, as words are made of breath ,,,
And breathe life ,,,
I have no life to breathe What you said to me,
There is something wrong with these sighs ,,,
It is appropriate that we understand them, Where is your son?
Give us this place for a while,
Be careful,
Oh, my own Lord, What have I seen tonight!
What, Gertrude? How's Hamlet?
As crazy as the sea and the wind ,,,
if both fight Because of who is the strongest,
In his reckless mood, he heard Move something behind the curtain ,,,
draws a dagger, shouts: "A rat, a rat!" ,,,
And in this crazy view ,,,
he kills the invisible Good old man,
Oh, heavy act,
It would have gone with us If we had been there,
His freedom is full of threats For everyone ,,,
for yourself, for us, For everyone,
Well, how will this bloody act Are answered?
It will be attributed to us, Whose Provision ,,,
should have kept him short Limited, and out of reach ,,,
From this crazy young man, Where did he go?
To set the body separately that he killed,
He cries for what he did,
Guildenstern, Hamlet has Killed in his madness Polonius,
Look up it, speak friendly, And bring the body to the chapel,
I pray you, hurry with this,
O Gertrude, this despicable act ,,,
We have to Our majesty and skills ,,,
both just talk and apologize, Oh, come along!
My soul is full of battle And despair,
How dangerous it is That this man is walking around freely!
Yet we are not allowed Apply the strict law on him ,,,
he is loved Because of the confused crowd,
How now, what happened?
Where the dead body is hidden, I don't get my Lord from him,
Now, Hamlet, where is Polonius?
Dinner, -On dinner? Where?
Not where he eats, But where he is eaten,
A certain meeting of Political worms are already on him,
Your worm is your only emperor For diet,
We fatten all the other beings To fatten our fat ,,,
and fatten ourselves For maggots,
Your fat king and your skinny beggar are only variable service work ,,,
Two dishes, but at one table,
That's the end,
Unfortunately, unfortunately!
A man can fish with the worm that of a king ate ,,,
and the fish that has itself fed with the worm,
What do you mean by this? -Nothing,
Only to show you How a king can travel ,,,
by the intestines of a beggar,
Where is Polonius?
In heaven, send there to look,
If your messenger doesn't find him there ,,,
Then look for it yourself In the other place,
But indeed, If you don't find it ,,,
Within this month, you will smell him ,,,
If you get up the stairs To the lobby,
Go search him there,
He will continue to wait Until you come, Marcellus,
Hamlet, this act for you Special safety ,,,
which we treat as a concern, Like we grieve deeply ,,,
for what you have done You have to send away now,
So prepare yourself,
The ship is ready, And the wind is favorable ,,,
The companions are there, and Everything is ready for England,
For England? -Ja, hamlet,
Good,
That's how it is if you know our intentions,
I see a cherub that she sees,
But come for England,
Goodbye, dear mother,
Your loving father, Hamlet, -my mother,
Father and mother His husband and wife ,,,
Man and woman are one meat,
And so, my mother,
Come to England!
Follow him on foot, quickly put it on board,
Don't postpone it, I want to get him away tonight,
Get rid of it, everything is sealed and done ,,,
A little further rest on the case, I beg you, shoot up,
and, England, if you love my love Also somewhat appreciates ,,,
you need our sovereign assignment Don't put down cold next to you ,,,
which entirely entails ,,,
The immediate death of Hamlet,
Do it, England, because like The fever in my blood, he rages ,,,
And you must heal me,
She speaks a lot about her father ,,,
says she thinks there is tricks Being in the world and neuriet,
It would be good To talk to her ,,,
because she can dangerous Sow suspicions ,,,
In poorly growing spirits,
Where is the beautiful Majesty of Denmark?
How now, Ophelia?
ah-ha-aa
How would I recognize my loyal love
under all?
on his shell and his staff
and to its sandal
Oh dear Jonkvrouw, What does this song mean?
Do you say what? No, please listen,
Lady, he is dead and out
He is dead and out
with his head a grass green zoodje
to his heels a stone
No, but, Ophelia ,,, -Please listen,
White is his shroud If the mountain snow
Unfortunately, my good Lord, look here,
flowers Allwegen
what was tired of the quarry
in a love shower
How are you, dear lady?
Good, God bless you,
They say the owl The daughter of a baker was,
Lord, we know what we are, But don't know what we can be,
God be with you at the table! -Thinking about her father,
Please have no words about this!
But if they ask you What it means, you say this,
Tomorrow is Valentine's Day
Early in the morning
and I a virgin for your window
to be your Valentine
then he got up and dressed
and the Klinkje up and down
and the virgin, a virgin went
Never out of the room
Beautiful Ophelia!
Indeed, without an oath, Shall I end it,
at Sjis and by Sint Sarity
foei, ashamed! Defused!
Die Jonksman would, if we just wanted to
Begut, they are debt
she said, before you tumbled me
you swore to marry me
I had done that, with sun and moon
I could have kept you off my neck
My bed
How long has she been like that?
I hope everything will be fine, We must be patient,
But I can't help but cry ,,,
When I think she's him lay in the cold ground,
My brother will find out,
And so, I thank you For your good advice,
Good Lord, whose troops Are these?
They are from Norway, Lord, -With what goal, Lord?
Against a part of Poland,
Who leads them, Lord?
The cousin of old Norway, Fortinbras,
It goes against the main part van Polen?
We're going for a small piece ground to win ,,,
that does not yield a profit, Except the name,
To pay five ducats, Five, I wouldn't lease it,
Then why, The Poles will never defend it,
Yes, it is already occupied,
I thank you humble, Lord,
Goodbye, Lord,
Do you want to go, Lord?
I'm with you like that,
How all occasions testify to me ,,,
And encourage my slow revenge!
Witness this army From such a mass and load ,,,
led by a delicate and tender prince ,,,
it exposes a bit mortal And is insecure ,,,
to everything that fate, death And dare to dare ,,,
even for an eggshell,
How do I stand, who killed a father a mother has tasted ,,,
and let everything sleep, While to my shame ,,,
I see the threatening death From 20,000 men ,,,
that, for a fantasy And trick of fame ,,,
Go to their graves like to bed,
From now on ,,,
my thoughts are bloody ,,,
Or they are worth nothing!
Where is this king?
Well, what no time is that?
Oh, you despise king!
Give me my father!
Calm, good laertes,
What is the reason, Laertes ,,,
That your rebellion seems so huge?
Let him go, Gertrude, Don't fear ourselves,
There is a divine protection Around a king ,,,
that betrayal can only be peek at what it would like ,,,
But little of his will,
Tell me, Laertes, why Are you so furious? Speak, man,
Where is my father?
Death, -But not by him,
let him go his way,
How did he died? I don't want to be fooled!
I will take revenge Most thorough for my father,
Who will stop you? -Mijn Wil, not the whole world,
Good laertes, you will both attract friend as an enemy ,,,
Winner and loser?
Only his enemies, -Do you recognize them?
To his good friends I will open my arms wide,
Why, now you speak as A good child and a true Lord,
I am innocent to the death of your father ,,,
And I have the most sensitive Grief about it,
Goodbye, my pigeon!
You have to sing, change, change,
And you call him around,
there is rosemary, That is for memory,
Pray you, love, remember,
And there are violets,
That's for thoughts,
There is fennel for you ,,,
en akelei,
There is a diamond for you And here is something for me,
There is a daisy,
I would give you some violets ,,,
but they all put them When my father died,
They say, he had a good ending,
For good, dear Robbie is all my joy
Pondered and sadness, passion, hell yourself ,,,
She is in a bit of an adjacent,
and will he never return?
no, no, he's dead
also go to death
He will never return more
His beard was as white as snow
so vlosively his old sphere
he is
and it has been in vain
god be lywood
and of all Christian souls, I pray to God,
Goodbye,
Laertes, be satisfied To borrow your patience to us ,,,
And we will be together Working with your soul ,,,
To calm this,
And where it is crime, Let the big ax fall there,
God bless you, my Lord, -He also blessing you,
Here is a letter for you, my Lord,
He came from the ambassador who left for England,
"Not even two days at sea ,,,
gave a very warlike Pirate ship Ons the chase ,,, "
"Because we sailed too slowly ,,,
we went to battle out of necessity ,,,
and in the struggle I climbed on board, "
"At that moment they made apart from our ship ,,,
So I became alone their prisoner, "
"They treated me As a merciful thieves ,,,
But they knew what they were doing, "
"I have to do something good for them,"
"I have words to speak in you ear that will make you speechless, "
"Rosencrantz and Guilderstern Continue their course to England:
I have a lot about them to tell, "
One disaster follows On the heels of the other ,,,
They follow each other so quickly,
Your sister drowned, Laertes,
Drowned?
Oh? Where?
A willow is growing diagonally over a stream ,,,
They are gray leaves reflects in the clear current ,,,
there she came with Fantastic wreaths ,,,
of Crow Flower, Nettles, daisies,
There, on the hanging branches, climbed her flower crown ,,,
to hang, But an envious splinter broke ,,,
Then her fell Flower wreaths and themselves ,,,
In the crying stream,
Her clothes spread ,,,
And a mermaid kept her floating ,,,
while they chopper Sang old songs,
But it couldn't take a long time, to her clothes ,,,
Heavy from the water ,,,
pulled,
Of her melodic singing pulled to a muddy death,
Well, then she drowned?
drowned,
Drowned,
You have had too much water Poor Ophelia ,,,
and therefore I forbid my tears,
When these are finished, the female part will be gone,
On my hut, in the dark ,,,
I was touching to find them, Got my wish ,,,
To return to my room, So brave ,,,
forgot my fear my manners, To break their grand order ,,,
Where I found, Horatio ,,,
Oh, royal deception ,,,
An exact order that mine Head had to be cut off,
Is that possible? -here is the command,
Do you want to hear now How did I work?
I beg you,
So surrounded by villains, I sat down ,,,
conceived a new order, Neatly wrote it,
An urgent request To the king of England ,,,
that he was the carriers would immediately put to death,
I had my father's seal In my fair ,,,
folded up In the form of the other ,,,
signed it, it gave the impression, it posted safely,
The change was never discovered,
That's how Guilderstern go And rosencrantz,
Why, man, they have themselves asked for this assignment,
They are not Close to my conscience,
For a shroud
o, a clay pit For to lie in
She has no feeling For her job?
She sings at the grave digging,
Habit has it in her made a property of convenience,
It is indeed true,
The hand of little work Has the finest sentence,
That skull had a tongue in it, And could sing,
How she throws it up As if it was Cain's jawbone ,,,
That the first murder committed!
whose grave is this grave? -From me, sir,
No, for which man do you dig it?
For no man, sir,
Oh, for which woman then?
For nobody,
Who is buried in it?
Someone who was a woman, sir, But, rest her soul, she is dead,
How long will you be grave digger?
of every day in the year, I came to that day ,,,
that our last king, hamlet, Fortinbras defeated,
How long has that been ago?
Can't tell that? Every fool can tell that,
It was on that day That the young Hamlet was born ,,,
which is now crazy, And sent to England,
Ah, now, why he became sent to England?
Why? Because he was crazy,
There he will get his mind back ,,,
And if that doesn't happen, It doesn't really matter there,
Why?
That will not stand out there, The men there are just as crazy as him,
How long a man is in the earth Before he rotten?
Here is a skull that Already twenty -three years ,,,
lies in the earth,
Who was that skull?
It was a reckless madman, From whom do you think it was?
No, I don't know,
A plague on him For a crazy villain!
He once poured a jug of Rijnwijn over my head,
This same skull, sir, was ,,,
Yorick's Schedel, The king's nonsense,
Die?
Show me,
The same,
O, oh, poor Yorick!
I knew him, Horatio,
A guy of infinite jokes, of excellent fantasy,
He has me a thousand times worn on his back ,,,
And now, how abhorred it is in my imagination!
My stomach turns around,
Here were the lips that I Don't know how often kissed,
Where are your jokes now, Your antics, your songs ,,,
Your eruptions of cheerfulness ,,,
who always made the table roar?
Not one now to your own Grin to mock ,,,
Completely defeated,
Go to my lady's room ,,,
Tell her, let her A thumb thick face painting ,,,
But she has to come to this fate,
Let her laugh about that,
Calm,
Quiet for a while,
What kind of ceremony further? -Laertes?
What kind of ceremony further?
Her funeral has as far as possible ,,,
took place within what was allowed, Her death was doubtful,
She would have unquestionable must be buried ,,,
Until the last Bazuin,
Shouldn't there be done anymore? -N that are not done more!
We would be the service From the dead desecrocating ,,,
to sing a requiem and such peace To give her as a peacefully deceased souls,
I tell you, farmer's priest ,,,
my sister will be a serving Being angel when you are moaning,
What? The Schone Ophelia!
Sweet scents for the sweet, goodbye,
I hoped you would be my Hamlets wife,
I thought you were bridal bed decorated, dear girl ,,,
And not having sprinkled your grave,
Triple misery falls ten times So heavy on that cursed head ,,,
whose wicked deed you From your most ingenious mind ,,,
has robbed!
Hold the earth for a moment ,,,
Until I have her one more time I caught in my arms,
Now, pick up material The living and killing,
Who is he whose grief has such an emphasis?
This is me, Hamlet the Deen!
The Devil Hale your soul!
You don't pray well,
Keep your hand away! -Take them apart!
Hamlet, Hamlet!
In heaven, I will fight With him about this theme,
O my son, what theme?
I loved Ophelia!
Forty thousand brothers ,,,
could with all their amount of love ,,,
Don't make my sum, What would you do for her?
Oh, he's crazy, Laertes, -Leave him alone for God,
Show me what you would do,
Would you cry, you would fight, Would you fast, would you tear yourself up?
I'll do it,
Are you coming here to moan?
To surpass me By jumping in her grave?
Let yourself be buried alive with her, And I'll do that too,
This is pure madness!
Hear, sir, what is the Reason that you treat me like that?
I've always loved you,
But it doesn't matter,
I pray you, good horatio, Wait for him,
Strengthen your patience, Laertes,
We'll be the case Handling urgently,
Good Gertrude, place What guards about your son,
This grave will be one have a living monument,
An hour of rest Shall we see soon,
Until then, in patience will be our actions,
Now your conscience must seal my knowledge ,,,
And you must be in your heart Place as a friend ,,,
Since you have heard, And with a conscious ear ,,,
that he who is your noble Father killed my life,
It is clear,
But tell me why you don't Against these deeds have occurred ,,,
so criminal and so heavy of nature,
Oh, for two special reasons,
The queen, his mother, Almost lives from his gaze,
And for myself she is like that entangled with my life and soul ,,,
I couldn't help but through her,
The other reason Is the great love ,,,
who has the common people for him,
And so I have A noble father lost ,,,
A sister driven To desperate deeds,
But my revenge will come,
Laertes ,,,
Was your father dear to you?
Or are you like A painting of sadness ,,,
A face without a heart? -Why do you ask this?
What would you do To show that you indeed ,,,
your father's son are More than just in words?
To cut his throat into the church,
No place would indeed Murder must saint,
Revenge should have no limits,
I have heard him often With a greedy wish ,,,
About some praise he has heard about you ,,,
regarding your weapon, where he with all his heart ,,,
would like to be challenged once, To test your ability,
We will bet Close about your heads,
He, being negligent, very generous, And free from all conspiracy ,,,
will not investigate the sword ,,,
so that you can easily Or with a little tamper ,,,
A not punched sword can choose ,,,
and in a practice stitch revened him for your father,
I'll do it,
And for that purpose Shall I oint my sword,
I bought an ointment From a quack ,,,
So deadly that, If you only dip a knife in it ,,,
where the blood pulls, No compress so rare ,,,
Can save the thing of death,
I will rub my point With this contamination ,,,
so if I hit him lightly, it will be death,
Our plan can stand there,
What a king this is!
Don't you think That it is now my duty ,,,
that he killed my king My mother has ondated ,,,
between the election and my hope Is jumped ,,,
is it not my perfect conscience To reimburse him with this arm?
Is it not being damned ,,,
To this cancer of our nature to get angry further?
It must become known to him soon From England ,,,
what the outcome of the case is there,
It will be soon,
In the meantime is mine ,,,
and the life of a man No more than saying "one,"
But I express my deepest regret Good horatio ,,,
that I am opposite Laertes, myself lost ,,,
Because in the image of my case I see the portrait of his,
Do you know this water lady?
No, my good Lord,
You are very welcome Back in Denmark,
Dear Lord, if you had time ,,,
I would like to inform you From His Majesty,
I will receive it, sir, With all the enthusiasm,
My Lord, his majesty left know me for you ,,,
that he has a big bet has placed on your head,
Sir, you are not ignorant ,,,
of how competent Laertes is With his weapon,
What is his weapon, sir? -Rapier a dagger,
Those are two of his weapons, Anyway,
The king, sir, has deployed, sir ,,,
that in a dozen hits Between you and him ,,,
he you no more than three times will hit,
If the king dares to take his bet, I will use my skill,
Let the swords be brought, The Lord willingly ,,,
the king perseveres in his intentions, I will win for him if I can,
You will lose this bet, My Lord,
I don't think so,
Since he went to France ,,,
I have been constantly in exercise,
I will win at the opportunities,
You wouldn't think how bad Everything here in my heart feels ,,,
But it doesn't matter,
No, good Lord ,,, -It is only foolishness,
I will be ahead of them Say you are not fit,
No question of it!
We defy omen,
There is a special provision In the fall of a sparrow,
If it happens now, it will not come later,
If it doesn't come later, Will it happen now,
If it doesn't happen now, Then it will come,
The readiness is everything,
Since no one has anything From what he leaves ,,,
What is it to leave early?
Let it be like that,
Hamlet, come,
and take this hand from me,
Give me your forgiveness, sir, I have done you wrong,
I accept you offered Love as love ,,,
And will not be unsatisfied, -I embrace it freely;
And will this fraternal bet Play honestly,
Give us the swords, Come on,
Come, one for me,
Cousin Hamlet, Do you know the bet?
Oh, very good, my Lord,
Your grace has the opportunities laid on the weaker side,
I don't fear it I have seen both of you,
This is too heavy, Show me another,
Yes, I like it, These swords are all the same length?
Yes, my good Lord,
If Hamlet the first Or seconds ,,,
will drink the king On Hamlets Good Health ,,,
and in the cup Will he throw a pearl ,,,
richer than those Four consecutive kings ,,,
In the crown of Denmark have worn,
Come, start,
And you, the judge, Keep a vigilant eye,
Come, sir, -Come, my Lord,
One! -No!
Judgement? -No!
A hit, A very clear goal,
Again,
Guard, The king drinks on Hamlet,
Hamlet, this pearl is for you,
On your health! Give him the cup,
I first play this round Set it aside,
Come! Come!
Come,
Another hit, what do you say?
A tap, a tap, I confess,
Our son will win,
Here, Hamlet, take this, Wipe your forehead,
The queen drinks On your success, Hamlet,
Gertrude, don't drink,
I will, my Lord, I beg you, forgive me,
No, I don't dare to drink yet Lady, maybe soon,
Come, let me wipe your face,
My Lord, I'll hit him now, -I don't think so,
Come, for the third round,
Laertes, you only play with me,
I beg you, hit with Your best power,
You make a playful figure of me, -Do you say that?
Come on!
nothing on both sides!
Now I strike!
Set out, they are furious!
No, come again!
Look at the queen there!
Oh!
They bleed on both sides, How are you, my Lord?
How are you, Laertes?
Well, I was rightly killed Because of my own betrayal,
How are the queen doing?
Drink,
The drink,
Oh, my dear Hamlet,
I am poisoned,
Oh, villain!
Let the doors lock!
Doors!
Betrayal!
Find it out!
It's here, Hamlet,
Hamlet, you are killed,
No medicine in the world Can still help you,
In you there is not yet Living half an hour,
The treacherous weapon Is in your hand ,,,
Unfester and poisoned,
The dirty practice Has turned against me,
Here I lie, never to get up again,
Your mother is poisoned,
I can't do anymore,
The King,
The king is guilty,
The point is also poisoned!
Then, gif, do your work!
Betrayal!
Here, you incestuous, murderous ,,,
damn Dane ,,,
Drink from this drink,
Oh, is that your pearl there?
Follow my mother!
Exchange forgiveness with me, noble hamlet,
The death of mine and my father doesn't come to you ,,,
Neither your death on me,
I am dead, horatio,
Unfortunate queen, goodbye!
Horatio, I am dead, you live,
Tell my story and my business Just to the dissatisfied,
Never believe it,
I am more an antique Roman Then a Dane,
There is some drinks about this,
If you're a man Give me the cup,
Now, let go,
In heaven, I'll have it!
O good horatio ,,,
What a violated name ,,,
I will leave behind Now that everything is so unknown,
And if you ever have kept in your heart ,,,
Then remember for a while From bliss ,,,
And get in this hard world Breathe with pain ,,,
To tell my story,
I die, horatio,
The rest is silence,
Now a noble heart breaks,
Good night, my prince ,,,
and angel choirs sing you Ter Rust,