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POLONIUS
I mean, the matter that you read, my lord.
POLONIUS
I mean, what do the words say?

HAMLET
Slanders, sir. For the satirical rogue says here that old men have gray beards, that their faces are wrinkled, their eyes purging thick amber and plum-tree gum, and that they have a plentiful lack of wit, together with most weak hams—all which, sir, though I most powerfully and potently believe, yet I hold it not honesty to have it thus set down; for yourself, sir, should be old as I am, if like a crab you could go backward.
HAMLET
Oh, just lies, sir. The sly writer says here that old men have gray beards, their faces are wrinkled, their eyes full of gunk, and that they have no wisdom and weak thighs. Of course I believe it all, but I don’t think it’s good manners to write it down, since you yourself, sir, would grow as old as I am, if you could only travel backward like a crab.

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POLONIUS
(aside) Though this be madness, yet there is method in ’t.—(to HAMLET) Will you walk out of the air, my lord?
POLONIUS
(to himself) There’s a method to his madness. (to HAMLET) Will you step outside, my lord?

HAMLET
Into my grave.
HAMLET
Into my grave.

POLONIUS
Indeed, that is out of the air. (aside) How pregnant sometimes his replies are. A happiness that often madness hits on, which reason and sanity could not so prosperously be delivered of. I will leave him and suddenly contrive the means of meeting between him and my daughter.—(to HAMLET) My honorable lord, I will most humbly take my leave of you.
POLONIUS
Well, that’s certainly out of this world, all right. (to himself) His answers are so full of meaning sometimes! He has a way with words, as crazy people often do, and that sane people don’t have a talent for. I’ll leave him now and arrange a meeting between him and my daughter. (to HAMLET) My lord, I’ll

take my leave

“take my leave” = say good-bye

take my leave
of you now.

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HAMLET
You cannot, sir, take from me any thing that I will more willingly part withal—except my life, except my life, except my life.
HAMLET
You can’t take anything from me that I care less about—except my life, except my life, except my life.

POLONIUS
Fare you well, my lord.
POLONIUS
Good-bye, my lord.

HAMLET
(aside) These tedious old fools!
HAMLET
(to himself) These boring old fools!
Enter ROSENCRANTZ and GUILDENSTERN
ROSENCRANTZ and GUILDENSTERN enter.

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POLONIUS
You go to seek the Lord Hamlet. There he is.
POLONIUS
You’re looking for Lord Hamlet. He’s right over there.

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