Hamlet Act I, Scene ii: Xavier Pacheco Version

Hamlet       Act I, Scene ii       Hamlet  

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1.  O, that this too too solid flesh would melt
2.  Thaw and resolve itself into a dew!
3.   Or that the Everlasting had not fix’d
4.   His canon ‘gainst self-slaughter! O God! God!
5.   How weary, stale, flat and unprofitable,
6.  Seem to me all the uses of this world!
7.  Fie on’t! ah fie! ’tis an unweeded garden,
8.  That grows to seed; things rank and gross in nature
9.  Possess it merely. — Frailty, thy name is woman! —
10.  A little month, or ere those shoes were old
11.  With which she follow’d my poor father’s body,
12.  Like Niobe, all tears: — why she, even she —
13.  O, God! a beast, that wants discourse of reason,
14.  Would have mourn’d longer–married with my uncle,
15.  My father’s brother, but no more like my father
16.  Than I to Hercules: within a month:
17.  Ere yet the salt of most unrighteous tears
18.  Had left the flushing in her galled eyes,
19.  She married. O, most wicked speed, to post
20.  With such dexterity to incestuous sheets!
21.  It is not nor it cannot come to good:
22.  But break, my heart; for I must hold my tongue.