Act 3: Scene 3 Flashcards
I like him not, nor stands it safe with us
To let his madness range
Claudius to Guildenstern
Therefore prepare you. I your commission will forthwith dispatch, And he to England shall along with you. The terms of our estate may not endure Hazard so dangerous as doth hourly grow Out of his lunacies.
Claudius to Guildenstern
My lord, he’s going to his mother’s closet.
Behind the arras I’ll convey myself
Polonius to Claudius
My stronger guilt defeats my strong intent,
And, like a man to double business bound,
I stand in pause where I shall first begin,
Claudius to Himself
Is there not rain enough in the sweet heavens
To wash it white as snow?
Claudius to Himself
“Forgive me my foul murder”? That cannot be, since I am still possessed
Of those effects for which I did the murder:
Claudius to Himself
My crown, mine own ambition, and my queen.
May one be pardoned and retain th’ offense?
Claudius to Himself
Try what repentance can. What can it not?
Yet what can it when one can not repent?
Claudius to Himself
Now might I do it pat
Hamlet to Himself
And so he goes to heaven.
And so am I revenged
Hamlet to Himself
He took my father grossly, full of bread,
With all his crimes broad blown, as flush as
Hamlet to Himself
To take him in the purging of his soul
When he is fit and seasoned for his passage?
Hamlet to Himself
My words fly up, my thoughts remain below.
Words without thoughts never to heaven go.
Claudius to Himself