Yet here, Laertes! aboard, aboard, for shame!
The wind sits in the shoulder of your sail,
And you are
stay'd for. There; my blessing with thee!
And these few precepts in thy memory
See thou character. Give
thy thoughts no tongue,
Nor any unproportioned thought his act.
Be thou familiar, but by no means vulgar.
friends thou hast, and their adoption tried,
Grapple them to thy soul with hoops of steel;
But do not dull
thy palm with entertainment
Of each new-hatch'd, unfledged comrade. Beware
Of entrance to a quarrel,
but being in,
Bear't that the opposed may beware of thee.
Give every man thy ear, but few thy voice;
each man's censure, but reserve thy judgment.
Costly thy habit as thy purse can buy,
But not express'd
in fancy; rich, not gaudy;
For the apparel oft proclaims the man,
And they in France of the best rank and
Are of a most select and generous chief in that.
Neither a borrower nor a lender be;
For loan oft
loses both itself and friend,
And borrowing dulls the edge of husbandry.
This above all: to thine ownself
And it must follow, as the night the day,
Thou canst not then be false to any man.
blessing season this in thee!
Most humbly do I take my leave, my lord.
The time invites you; go; your servants tend.
Farewell, Ophelia; and remember well
What I have said to you.
'Tis in my memory lock'd,
And you yourself shall keep the key of it.
What is't, Ophelia, be hath said to you?
So please you, something touching the Lord Hamlet.
Marry, well bethought:
'Tis told me, he hath very oft of late
Given private time to you; and you yourself
of your audience been most free and bounteous:
If it be so, as so 'tis put on me,
And that in way of caution,
I must tell you,
You do not understand yourself so clearly
As it behoves my daughter and your honour.
is between you? give me up the truth.
He hath, my lord, of late made many tenders
Of his affection to me.
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