Hamlet

by: William Shakespeare

  Act 3 Scene 2

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PLAYER KING

Full thirty times hath Phoebus' cart gone round
Neptune’s salt wash and Tellus' orbèd ground,
And thirty dozen moons with borrowed sheen
145 About the world have times twelve thirties been,
Since love our hearts and Hymen did our hands
Unite commutual in most sacred bands.

PLAYER KING

It’s been thirty years since we were married.

PLAYER QUEEN

So many journeys may the sun and moon
Make us again count o'er ere love be done.
150 But woe is me! You are so sick of late,
So far from cheer and from your former state,
That I distrust you. Yet though I distrust,
Discomfort you, my lord, it nothing must.
For women fear too much, even as they love,
155 And women’s fear and love hold quantity,
In neither aught, or in extremity.
Now what my love is, proof hath made you know,
And as my love is sized, my fear is so:
Where love is great, the littlest doubts are fear.
160 Where little fears grow great, great love grows there.

PLAYER QUEEN

I hope we stay in love for thirty more years! But I’m sad. You’ve been so gloomy lately, so unlike your usual cheerful self, that I worry something is wrong. But don’t let this upset you, since women are too afraid in love—for them, love and fear go hand in hand. You know very well how much I love you, and my fear is just as deep. When someone’s love is great, the little worries become very big. So when you see someone who worries a lot about little things, you know they’re really in love.

PLAYER KING

Faith, I must leave thee, love, and shortly too.
My operant powers their functions leave to do.
And thou shalt live in this fair world behind,
Honored, beloved, and haply one as kind
165 For husband shalt thou—

PLAYER KING

My love, I will have to leave you soon. My body is growing weak, and I will leave you behind in this beautiful world, honored and much loved. Perhaps you’ll find another husband

PLAYER QUEEN

    Oh, confound the rest!
Such love must needs be treason in my breast.
In second husband let me be accursed!
None wed the second but who killed the first.

PLAYER QUEEN

Oh, damn everyone else! Remarrying would be treason to my heart. Curse me if I take a second husband. When a woman takes a second husband, it’s because she’s killed off the first.

HAMLET

(aside)Wormwood, wormwood.

HAMLET

(to himself) Harsh!