My necessaries are imbarked. Farewell.

1.3.2463And sister, as the winds give benefit

1.3.3464And convoy is assistant, do not sleep

1.3.4465But let me hear from you.

But let me hear from you. Do you doubt that?

For Hamlet, and the trifling of his favors,

1.3.6468Hold it a fashion and a toy in blood,

1.3.7469A violet in the youth of primy nature,

1.3.8470Froward, not permanent, sweet, not lasting,

1.3.9471The suppliance of a minute? No more.

No more but so?

No more but so? Think it no more.

1.3.11474For nature crescent does not grow alone

1.3.12475In thews and bulk, but as his temple waxes

1.3.13476The inward service of the mind and soul

1.3.14477Grows wide withal. Perhaps he loves you now,

1.3.15478And now no soil nor cautel doth besmirch

1.3.16479The virtue of his will; but you must fear,

1.3.17480His greatness weighed, his will is not his own,

1.3.18481For he himself is subject to his birth.

1.3.19482He may not, as unvalued persons do,

1.3.20483Carve for himself, for on his choice depends

1.3.21484The sanctity and health of the whole state,

1.3.22485And therefore must his choice be circumscribed

1.3.23486Unto the voice and yielding of that body

1.3.24487Whereof he is the head. Then if he says he loves you,

1.3.25488It fits your wisdom so far to believe it

1.3.26489As he in his peculiar sect and force

1.3.27490May give his saying deed, which is no further

1.3.28491Than the main voice of Denmark goes withal.

1.3.29492Then weigh what loss your honor may sustain,

1.3.30493If with too credent ear you list his songs,

1.3.31494Or lose your heart, or your chaste treasure open

1.3.32495To his unmastered importunity.

1.3.33496Fear it, Ophelia, fear it, my dear sister,

1.3.34497And keep within the rear of your affection,

1.3.35498Out of the shot and danger of desire.

1.3.36499The chariest maid is prodigal enough

1.3.37500If she unmask her beauty to the moon.

1.3.38501Virtue itself scapes not calumnious strokes.

1.3.39502The canker galls the infants of the spring

1.3.40503Too oft before the buttons be disclosed,

1.3.41504And in the morn and liquid dew of youth

1.3.42505Contagious blastments are most imminent.

1.3.43506Be wary, then; best safety lies in fear.

1.3.44507Youth to itself rebels, though none else near.

I shall th'effect of this good lesson keep

1.3.46509As watchmen to my heart. But, good my brother,

1.3.47510Do not, as some ungracious pastors do,

1.3.48511Show me the steep and thorny way to heaven,

1.3.49512Whilst, like a puffed and reckless libertine,

1.3.50513Himself the primrose path of dalliance treads,

1.3.51514And recks not his own rede.

And recks not his own rede. Oh, fear me not.

1.3.52517I stay too long. But here my father comes.

1.3.53518A double blessing, is a double grace;

1.3.54519Occasion smiles upon a second leave.

Yet here, Laertes? Aboard, aboard, for shame!

1.3.56521The wind sits in the shoulder of your sail,

1.3.57522And you are stayed for there. My blessing with you,

1.3.58523And these few precepts in thy memory

1.3.59524See thou character. Give thy thoughts no tongue,

1.3.60525Nor any unproportioned thought his act.

1.3.61526Be thou familiar, but by no means vulgar.

1.3.62527The friends thou hast, and their adoption tried,

1.3.63528Grapple them to thy soul with hoops of steel,

1.3.64529But do not dull thy palm with entertainment

1.3.65530Of each unhatched, unfledged comrade. Beware

1.3.66531Of entrance to a quarrel, but, being in,

1.3.67532Bear't that th'opposèd may beware of thee.

1.3.68533Give every man thine ear, but few thy voice.

1.3.69534Take each man's censure, but reserve thy judgment.

1.3.70535Costly thy habit as thy purse can buy,

1.3.71536But not expressed in fancy--rich, not gaudy,

1.3.72537For the apparel oft proclaims the man,

1.3.73538And they in France of the best rank and station

1.3.74539Are of a most select and generous chief in that.

1.3.75540Neither a borrower nor a lender be,

1.3.76541For loan oft loses both itself and friend,

1.3.77542And borrowing dulls the edge of husbandry.

1.3.78543This above all; to thine own self be true,

1.3.79544And it must follow, as the night the day,

1.3.80545Thou canst not then be false to any man.

1.3.81546Farewell. My blessing season this in thee!

Most humbly do I take my leave, my lord.

The time invites you, go. Your servants tend.

Farewell, Ophelia, and remember well

1.3.85550What I have said to you.

'Tis in my memory locked,

1.3.87552And you yourself shall keep the key of it.

Farewell.

What is't, Ophelia, he hath said to you?

So please you, something touching the Lord Hamlet.

Marry, well bethought

1.3.92557'Tis told me he hath very oft of late

1.3.93558Given private time to you, and you yourself

1.3.94559Have of your audience been most free and bounteous.

1.3.95560If it be so--as so 'tis put on me,

1.3.96561And that in way of caution--I must tell you

1.3.97562You do not understand yourself so clearly

1.3.98563As it behooves my daughter and your honor.

1.3.99564What is between you? Give me up the truth.

He hath, my lord, of late made many tenders

1.3.101566Of his affection to me.

Affection? Pooh! You speak like a green girl,

1.3.103568Unsifted in such perilous circumstance.

1.3.104569Do you believe his "tenders," as you call them?

I do not know, my lord, what I should think.

Marry, I'll teach you. Think yourself a baby,

1.3.107572That you have ta'en his tenders for true pay

1.3.108573Which are not sterling. Tender yourself more dearly,

1.3.109574Or--not to crack the wind of the poor phrase

1.3.110575Roaming it thus--you'll tender me a fool.

My lord, he hath importuned me with love

1.3.112577In honorable fashion.

Ay, fashion you may call it. Go to, go to.

And hath given countenance to his speech,

1.3.115580My lord, with all the vows of heaven.

Ay, springes to catch woodcocks. I do know

1.3.117582When the blood burns, how prodigal the soul

1.3.118583Gives the tongue vows. These blazes, daughter,

1.3.119584Giving more light than heat, extinct in both

1.3.120585Even in their promise as it is a-making,

1.3.121586You must not take for fire. For this time, daughter,

1.3.122587Be somewhat scanter of your maiden presence.

1.3.123588Set your entreatments at a higher rate

1.3.124589Than a command to parley. For Lord Hamlet,

1.3.125590Believe so much in him that he is young,

1.3.126591And with a larger tether may he walk

1.3.127592Than may be given you. In few, Ophelia,

1.3.128593Do not believe his vows, for they are brokers

1.3.129594Not of the eye which their investments show,

1.3.130595But mere implorators of unholy suits

1.3.131596Breathing like sanctified and pious bonds

1.3.132597The better to beguile. This is for all:

1.3.133598I would not, in plain terms, from this time forth

1.3.134599Have you so slander any moment leisure

1.3.135600As to give words or talk with the Lord Hamlet.

1.3.136601Look to't, I charge you. Come your ways.

I shall obey, my lord.