Introduction
Hamlet, young Prince of Denmark, has returned home from studying in Wittenberg to find that his father is dead, apparently of a snake-bite, and his mother has married his father’s brother Claudius, who is now styling himself King. Utterly disgusted, and far from convinced by the supposed cause of death, he tells his mother exactly what he thinks of the bargain she has made.
Look here, upon this picture, and on this;*
The counterfeit presentment* of two brothers.
See, what a grace was seated on this brow:
Hyperion’s curls;* the front of Jove himself;
An eye like Mars, to threaten and command;
A station like the herald Mercury,
New-lighted on a heaven-kissing hill;
A combination, and a form, indeed,
Where every god did seem to set his seal,
To give the world assurance of a man:
This was your husband. — Look you now, what follows:
Here is your husband; like a mildew’d ear,
Blasting his wholesome brother. Have you eyes?
Could you on this fair mountain leave to feed,
And batten on this moor?* Ha! have you eyes?
You cannot call it, love: for, at your age,
The hey-day in the blood is tame, it’s humble,
And waits upon the judgment. And what judgment
Would step from this to this? Sense, sure, you have,
Else, could you not have motion: But, sure, that sense
Is apoplex’d; for madness would not err;
Nor sense to ecstasy was ne’er so thrall’d,
But it reserv’d some quantity of choice,
To serve in such a difference. What devil was’t,
That thus hath cozen’d you at hoodman-blind?*
Précis
Hamlet, angry at his mother’s marriage to his uncle, invites her to contemplate two images: the one a mountain of a man, handsome as a sun-god, a golden ear of corn; the other a barren moor, a mildewed grain. It could not be love: it was easier to believe he had been foisted upon her while playing blind man’s buff.
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Hamlet, angry at his mother’s marriage to his uncle, invites her to contemplate two images: the one a mountain of a man, handsome as a sun-god, a golden ear of corn; the other a barren moor, a mildewed grain. It could not be love: it was easier to believe he had been foisted upon her while playing blind man’s buff.
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