Page 247 - Shakespeare - Vol. 3

POLONIUS

Come, go with me, I will go seek the King.
This is the very ecstasy of love,
Whose violent property fordoes itself

And leads the will to desperate undertakings
As oft as any passion under heaven [105]
That does afflict our natures. I am sorry −
What, have you given him any hard words of late?

OPHELIA
No, my good lord, but as you did command,

I did repel his letters and denied
His access to me.

POLONIUS
That hath made him mad. [110]
I am sorry that with better heed and judgement

I had not quoted him. I fear’d he did but trifle
And meant to wrack thee. But beshrew my jealousy!
Be heaven, it is as proper to our age
To cast beyond ourselves in our opinions [115]
As it is common for the younger sort

To lack discretion. Come, go we to the King.
This must be known, which, being kept close, might move
More grief to hide than hate to utter love. [120]

Come.
Exeunt.

Scene II IT

Flourish. Enter King and Queen, Rosencrantz and Guildenstern, with
Attendants.

KING
Welcome, dear Rosencrantz and Guildenstern.
Moreover that we much did long to see you,
The need we have to use you did provoke