经典话剧剧本《Hamlet哈姆雷特ACT3》英文完整版(6)

　　And I, of ladies most deject and wretched,

　　That suck'd the honey of his music vows,

　　Now see that noble and most sovereign reason,

　　Like sweet bells jangled, out of tune and harsh;

　　That unmatch'd form and feature of blown youth

　　Blasted with ecstasy: O, woe is me,

　　To have seen what I have seen, see what I see!

　　Re-enter KING CLAUDIUS and POLONIUS

　　KING CLAUDIUS

　　Love! his affections do not that way tend;

　　Nor what he spake, though it lack'd form a little,

　　Was not like madness. There's something in his soul,

　　O'er which his melancholy sits on brood;

　　And I do doubt the hatch and the disclose

　　Will be some danger: which for to prevent,

　　I have in quick determination

　　Thus set it down: he shall with speed to England,

　　For the demand of our neglected tribute

　　Haply the seas and countries different

　　With variable objects shall expel

　　This something-settled matter in his heart,

　　Whereon his brains still beating puts him thus

　　From fashion of himself. What think you on't?

　　LORD POLONIUS

　　It shall do well: but yet do I believe

　　The origin and commencement of his grief

　　Sprung from neglected love. How now, Ophelia!

　　You need not tell us what Lord Hamlet said;

　　We heard it all. My lord, do as you please;

　　But, if you hold it fit, after the play

　　Let his queen mother all alone entreat him

　　To show his grief: let her be round with him;

　　And I'll be placed, so please you, in the ear

　　Of all their conference. If she find him not,

　　To England send him, or confine him where

　　Your wisdom best shall think.

　　KING CLAUDIUS

　　It shall be so:

　　Madness in great ones must not unwatch'd go.