#13 Hamlet Blog 1

My Dear Hamlet, You’re troublesome my friend, I tell it by your brow. The marriage of Claudius and Gertrude after a month no less is rather rapid. In most tasteful haste I heard you declare “A little more than kin, and less than kind,” (1.2.66). This “unweeded garden,” (1.2.135) you’re the kingdom from which you stem is rank. I tell you once and I will tell you again, “Two nights together had these gentlemen, Marcellus and Bernardo, on their watch, in the dead vast and middle of the night, been thus encounter'd a figure like your father,” (1.2.196-199). Most incestuous is marriage between Claudius and Gertrude, arise may he for purpose of reaping or… I shake. No more, no more, I am your friend. This marriage is the rot and quarry you feel brewing inside, terror rings and plucks at the hair of my neck, “It is a nipping and an eager air” (1.4.2). The ghost, why I swear it my dear Hamlet, why I swear it? O day and night, but this is wondrous strange! I am your friend I cry tell me what you hear why you have gone estrange, why. Confide in me Hamlet! Until then dearest Hamlet, Horatio