I have sent to seek him and to find the body.

26632546How dangerous is it that this man goes loose!

26642547Yet must not we put the strong law on him;

26652548He's loved of the distracted multitude,

26662549Who like not in their judgment but their eyes,

26672550And where 'tis so, th'offender's scourge is weighed,

26682551But never the offense. To bear all smooth and even,

26692552This sudden sending him away must seem

26702553Deliberate pause. Diseases desperate grown

26712554By desperate appliance are relieved,

26722555Or not at all.

How now, what hath befall'n?

Where the dead body is bestowed, my lord,

26752559We cannot get from him.

But where is he?

Without, my lord, guarded, to know your pleasure.

Bring him before us.

[Calling] Ho! Bring in the lord.

Now Hamlet, where's Polonius?

At supper.

At supper? Where?

Not where he eats, but where 'a is eaten. A certain 26862568convocation of politic worms are e'en at him. Your worm is your only 26872569emperor for diet. We fat all creatures else to fat us, and we fat 26882570ourselves for maggots. Your fat king 2689and your lean beggar is but 2571variable service: two dishes 2690but to one table. That's the end.

Alas, alas!

A man may fish with the worm that hath eat of a king, and 2690.32574eat of the fish that hath fed of that worm.

What dost thou mean by this?

Nothing but to show you how a king may go a progress 26932577through the guts of a beggar.

Where is Polonius?

In heaven. Send thither to see. If your messenger find him 26962580not there, seek him i'th' other place yourself. But if indeed you find 26972581him not within this month, you shall nose him as you go up the 26982582stairs into the lobby.

[To some attendants] Go seek him there.

'A will stay till you come.

Hamlet, this deed, for thine especial safety--

27022586Which we do tender, as we dearly grieve

27032587For that which thou hast done--must send thee hence.

27042588 Therefore prepare thyself.

27052589The bark is ready, and the wind at help,

27062590Th'associates tend, and everything is bent

27072591For England.

For England!

Ay, Hamlet.

Good.

So is it if thou knew'st our purposes.

I see a cherub that sees them. But come, for England! 27132597Farewell, dear mother.

Thy loving father, Hamlet.

My mother. Father and mother is man and wife, 27162600man and wife is one flesh, so, my mother. 2601Come, for England!

Follow him at foot.27192603Tempt him with speed aboard.

27202604Delay it not. I'll have him hence tonight.

27212605Away! For everything is sealed and done

27222606That else leans on th'affair. Pray you, make haste.

27232607And England, if my love thou hold'st at aught,

27242608As my great power thereof may give thee sense,

27252609Since yet thy cicatrice looks raw and red

27262610After the Danish sword, and thy free awe

27272611Pays homage to us, thou mayst not coldly set

27282612Our sovereign process, which imports at full

27292613By letters congruing to that effect

27302614The present death of Hamlet. Do it, England,

27312615For like the hectic in my blood he rages,

27322616And thou must cure me. Till I know 'tis done,

27332617Howe'er my haps, my joys will ne'er begin.