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Hva er et menneske,
hvis det han attrår som det største gode,
er mat og søvn? Et dyr, og ikke mer!
Nei, han som nedla i oss tankens kraft
til fremsyn og tilbakeblikk, gav ikke
vår sjel guddommelig fornuft og evne
fordi det skulle mugne ubrukt i oss.

The rest is silence.

Now cracks a noble heart. Good night sweet prince:
And flights of angels sing thee to thy rest!

If thou didst ever hold me in thy heart
Absent thee from felicity awhile,
And in this harsh world draw thy breath in pain,
To tell my story.

KING CLAUDIUS
O, yet defend me, friends; I am but hurt.

HAMLET
Here, thou incestuous, murderous, damned Dane,
Drink off this potion. Is thy union here?
Follow my mother.

It is here, Hamlet: Hamlet, thou art slain;
No medicine in the world can do thee good;
In thee there is not half an hour of life;
The treacherous instrument is in thy hand,
Unbated and envenom'd: the foul practise
Hath turn'd itself on me lo, here I lie,
Never to rise again: thy mother's poison'd:
I can no more: the king, the king's to blame.

What is he whose grief
Bears such an emphasis? whose phrase of sorrow
Conjures the wandering stars, and makes them stand
Like wonder-wounded hearers? This is I,
Hamlet the Dane.

High and mighty, You shall know I am set naked on
Your kingdom. To-morrow shall I beg leave to see
Your kingly eyes

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

KING CLAUDIUS
Thy loving father, Hamlet.

HAMLET
My mother: father and mother is man and wife; man
And wife is one flesh; and so, my mother. Come, for England!

KING CLAUDIUS
Now, Hamlet, where's Polonius?

HAMLET
At supper.

KING CLAUDIUS
At supper! where?

HAMLET
Not where he eats, but where he is eaten: a certain
Convocation of politic worms are e'en at him. Your
Worm is your only emperor for diet: we fat all
Creatures else to fat us, and we fat ourselves for
Maggots: your fat king and your lean beggar is but
Variable service, two dishes, but to one table:
That's the end.