Page 288 - Shakespeare - Vol. 3

HAMLET

[aside] That’s wormwood.

PLAYER QUEEN
The instances that second marriage move
Are base respects of thrift, but none of love.
A second time I kill my husband dead,

When second husband kisses me in bed. [180]

PLAYER KING
I do believe you think what now you speak;
But what we do determine, oft we break.
Purpose is but the slave to memory,
Of violent birth but poor validity,

Which now, the fruit unripe, sticks on the tree, [185]
But fall unshaken when they mellow be.
Most necessary ’tis that we forget

To pay ourselves what to ourselves is debt.
What to ourselves in passion we propose,
The passion ending, doth the purpose lose. [190]
The violence of either grief or joy
Their own enactures with themselves destroy.

Where joy most revels grief doth most lament;
Grief joys, joy grieves, on slender accident.
This world is not for aye, nor ’tis not strange [195]

That even our loves should with our fortunes change,
For ’tis a question left us yet to prove,
Whether love lead fortune or else fortune love.
The great man down, you mark his favourite flies;
The poor advanc’d makes friends of enemies; [200]

And hitherto doth love on fortune tend:
For who not needs shall never lack a friend,
And who in want a hollow friend doth try

Directly seasons him his enemy.
But orderly to end where I begun, [205]
Our wills and fates do so contrary run
That our devices still are overthrown:
Our thoughts are ours, their ends none of our own.