In the era of online games and movies, few people read books. But vivid images will fade from memory in a few minutes, but classical literature, which has been read for centuries, is remembered forever. It is irrational to deprive yourself of the opportunity to enjoy the immortal creations of geniuses, because they not only provide answers to many questions that have not lost their urgency after hundreds of years. Such diamonds of world literature include “Hamlet,” a brief retelling of which awaits you below.

About Shakespeare. "Hamlet": history of creation

The genius of literature and theater was born in 1564, baptized on April 26. But the exact date of birth is not known. The biography of this amazing writer is overgrown with many myths and guesses. Perhaps this is due to the lack of accurate knowledge and its replacement with speculation.

It is known that little William grew up in a wealthy family. From a young age he attended school, but was unable to graduate due to financial difficulties. Soon there will be a move to London, where Shakespeare will create Hamlet. The retelling of the tragedy is intended to encourage schoolchildren, students, and people who love literature to read it in its entirety or go to the play of the same name.

The tragedy is based on a “vagrant” plot about the Danish prince Amleth, whose uncle killed his father in order to take over the state. Critics found the origins of the plot in the Danish chronicles of Saxo Grammar, dating back to approximately the 12th century. During the development of theatrical art, an unknown author creates a drama based on this plot, borrowing it from the French writer Francois de Bolfort. Most likely, it was in the theater that Shakespeare learned this plot and created the tragedy “Hamlet” (see a brief retelling below).

First act

A brief retelling of Hamlet by act will give an idea of ​​the plot of the tragedy.

The act begins with a conversation between two officers, Bernardo and Marcellus, about what they saw at night a ghost that looks very much like the late king. After the conversation, they actually see a ghost. The soldiers try to talk to him, but the spirit does not answer them.

Next, the reader sees the current king, Claudius, and Hamlet, the son of the deceased king. Claudius says that he took Gertrude, Hamlet's mother, as his wife. Upon learning of this, Hamlet is very upset. He remembers what a worthy owner of the royal throne his father was, and how his parents loved each other. Only a month has passed since his death, and his mother got married. The prince's friend, Horatio, tells him that he saw a ghost that closely resembled his father. Hamlet decides to go with a friend on night duty to see everything with his own eyes.

The brother of Hamlet's bride Ophelia, Laertes, leaves and says goodbye to his sister.

Hamlet sees a ghost on the duty station. This is the spirit of his dead father. He tells his son that he died not from a snake bite, but from the treachery of his brother, who took his throne. Claudius poured henbane juice into his brother's ears, which poisoned and killed him instantly. The father asks for revenge for his murder. Later, Hamlet gives a brief retelling of what he heard to his friend Horatio.

Second act

Polonius talking to his daughter Ophelia. She is scared because she saw Hamlet. He had a very strange appearance, and his behavior spoke of great confusion of spirit. The news of Hamlet's madness spreads throughout the kingdom. Polonius talks to Hamlet and notices that, despite the apparent madness, the prince's conversations are very logical and consistent.

His friends Rosencrantz and Guildenstern come to see Hamlet. They tell the prince that a very talented acting company has arrived in the city. Hamlet asks them to tell everyone that he has lost his mind. Polonius joins them and also reports on the actors.

Third act

Claudius asks Guildenstern if he knows the reason for Hamlet's madness.

Together with the queen and Polonius, they decide to arrange a meeting between Hamlet and Ophelia in order to understand whether he is going crazy because of love for her.

In this act, Hamlet pronounces his brilliant monologue “To be or not to be.” A retelling will not convey the full essence of the monologue; we recommend reading it yourself.

The prince negotiates something with the actors.

The show begins. Actors portray the king and queen. Hamlet asked to perform the play; a very brief retelling of recent events to the actors allowed them to show on the stage the circumstances of the fatal death of Hamlet's father. The king falls asleep in the garden, is poisoned, and the criminal gains the queen's trust. Claudius cannot stand such a spectacle and orders the performance to be stopped. They leave with the queen.

Guildenstern conveys to Hamlet his mother's request to talk to her.

Claudius tells Rosencrantz and Guildenstern that he wants to send the prince to England.

Polonius hides behind the curtains in Gertrude's room and waits for Hamlet. During their conversation, the spirit of his father appears to the prince and asks him not to horrify his mother with his behavior, but to focus on revenge.

Hamlet hits the heavy curtains with his sword and accidentally kills Polonius. He reveals to his mother a terrible secret about his father's death.

Act Four

The fourth act of the tragedy is full of tragic events. More and more, it seems to those around him, Prince Hamlet (a brief retelling of Act 4 will give a more accurate explanation of his actions).

Rosencrantz and Guildenstern ask Hamlet where Polonius' body is. The prince does not tell them, accusing the courtiers of only seeking the king's privileges and favor.

Ophelia is brought to the queen. The girl went crazy from the experience. Laertes returned secretly. He and a group of people supporting him defeated the guards and rushed to the castle.

Horatio is brought a letter from Hamlet, which says that the ship on which he sailed was captured by pirates. The prince is their prisoner.

The king tells Laertes, who seeks revenge for who is to blame for his death, hoping that Laertes will kill Hamlet.

The Queen is brought the news that Ophelia has died. She drowned in the river.

Fifth act

A conversation between two grave diggers is described. They consider Ophelia a suicide and condemn her.

At Ophelia's funeral, Laertes throws himself into a pit. Hamlet also jumps there, sincerely suffering from the death of his former lover.

Afterwards Laertes and Hamlet go to duel. They hurt each other. The Queen takes the cup intended for Hamlet from Claudius and drinks. The cup is poisoned, Gertrude dies. The weapon that Claudius prepared is also poisoned. Both Hamlet and Laertes are already feeling the effects of the poison. Hamlet kills Claudius with the same sword. Horatio reaches for the poisoned glass, but Hamlet asks him to stop so that all the secrets can be revealed and his name cleared. Fortinbras discovers the truth and orders Hamlet to be buried with honors.

Why read a summary of the story "Hamlet"?

This question often worries modern schoolchildren. Let's start by asking a question. It is not quite correctly defined, since “Hamlet” is not a story, its genre is tragedy.

Its main theme is the theme of revenge. It may seem irrelevant, but its essence is just the tip of the iceberg. In fact, many subthemes are intertwined in Hamlet: loyalty, love, friendship, honor and duty. It is difficult to find a person who remains indifferent after reading the tragedy. Another reason to read this immortal work is Hamlet's monologue. “To be or not to be” has been said thousands of times, here are questions and answers that, after almost five centuries, have not lost their poignancy. Unfortunately, a brief retelling will not convey all the emotional coloring of the work. Shakespeare created Hamlet based on legends, but his tragedy outgrew its sources and became a world masterpiece.

Claudius, King of Denmark.
Hamlet, son of the deceased and nephew of the reigning king.
Fortinbras, Prince of Norway.
Polonium, neighbor nobleman.
Horatio, friend of Hamlet.
Laertes, son of Polonius.
Courtiers:
Voltimand
Cornelius
Rosencrantz
Guildenstern
Osric
First nobleman
Second nobleman
Priest.
Officers:
Marcellus
Bernardo
Francisco, soldier.
Reynaldo, servant of Polonius.
Actors.
Two gravediggers.
Captain.
English ambassadors.
Gertrude, Queen of Denmark, Hamlet's mother.
Ophelia, daughter of Polonius.
The ghost of Hamlet's father.
Nobles, ladies, officers, soldiers, sailors, messengers and other servants.

The location is Elsinore.

SCENE 1

Elsinore. The area in front of the castle.
Francisco is on guard. Bernardo enters

Bernardo
Who is there?

Francisco
No, answer me yourself; stop and show up.

Bernardo
Long live the king!

Francisco
Bernardo?

Bernardo
He.

Francisco
You've come at just the right time.

Bernardo
Twelve strikes; go to bed. –

Francisco.
Francisco
Thanks for the change; sharp cold,
And I feel uneasy.

Bernardo
Was everything quiet?

Francisco
The mouse didn't move.

Bernardo
Well, good night.
And if you meet the others - Marcellus
Or Horatio, hurry them up.

Francisco
It's like I can hear them. - Stop! Who is here?

Enter Horatio and Marcellus.

Horatio
Friends of the country.

Marcellus
And the people of the Danish service.

Francisco
Good night.

Marcellus
God bless you, honest warrior;
Who replaced you?

Francisco
Bernardo arrived.
Good night.
(Leaves.)

Marcellus
Hey! Bernardo!

Bernardo
What,
Is Horatio with you?

Bernardo
Hello Horatio; Hello Marcellus,

Marcellus
Well, did it appear again today?

Bernardo
I have not seen anything.

Marcellus
Horatio thinks it's ours
Fantasy, and in a terrible vision,
What is presented to us twice, he does not believe;
That's why I invited him
Guard the moments of this night,
And if the ghost appears again,
Let him take a look for himself and let him call out to him.

Horatio
Nonsense, nonsense, he won’t show up.

Bernardo
Let's sit down
And we’ll move again to storm your ears,
For your story unapproachable,
Everything we saw.

Horatio
OK then,
Let's sit down and listen to Bernardo.

Bernardo
Last night
When that star over there, to the left of Polaris,
Came to shine in that region of heaven,
Where it shines now, Marcellus and I,
The hour has barely struck...

The Phantom enters.

Marcellus
Shh, shut up; look, here he is again!
Bernardo
Just like the late king was.

Marcellus
You are a bookworm; turn to him, Horatio.

Bernardo
Look like a king? Look, Horatio.

Horatio
Yes; I am riddled with fear and confusion.

Bernardo
He's waiting for the question.

Marcellus
Ask, Horatio.

Horatio
Who are you that encroached on this hour
And this abusive and beautiful appearance,
In which the dead lord of the Danes
Have you ever walked? I conjure you, speak up!

Marcellus
He's offended.

Bernardo
Look, he's walking away!

Horatio
Stop! Say, say! I conjure you, speak up!

The ghost leaves.

Marcellus
He left and didn’t answer.

Bernardo
So, Horatio? Are you shaking and pale?
Perhaps this is not just a fantasy?
What do you say?

Horatio
I swear to God, I wouldn't believe it
Whenever there is no indisputable guarantee
My own eyes.

Marcellus
Look like a king?

Horatio
How are you on your own?
He was wearing the same armor,
When he fought with the arrogant Norwegian;
That's how he frowned when on the ice
In a fierce battle he defeated the Poles.
How strange!

Marcellus
And so he does twice at this dead hour
He walked by our guard with a menacing step.

Horatio
I don’t know what exactly to think;
But in general I see this as a sign
Some strange troubles for the state.

Marcellus
Shouldn't we sit down? And let whoever knows say
Why these strict patrols?
Do the country's citizens work all night?
Why cast all these copper cannons?
And this buying up of military supplies,
Recruiting carpenters whose hard work
Doesn't distinguish between holidays and everyday life?
What is the secret meaning of such a hot rush,
Why has the night become a co-worker of the day?
Who will explain it to me?

Horatio
I; at least
There is such a rumor. Our late king,
Whose image appeared to us now, was,
You know, the Norwegian Fortinbras,
Moved by jealous pride,
Called to the field; and our brave Hamlet -
This is how he was known throughout the known world -
Killed him; and he according to the agreement,
Bonded by honor and laws,
He lost all his lands along with his life,
Subject to him, in favor of the king;
In return for which our late king
Guaranteed an equal share, which
Passed into the hands of Fortinbras,
Be he a winner; like him
According to the strength of the concluded condition
Hamlet got it. And so, immature
Seething with courage, Junior Fortinbras
Picked it up from the Norwegian coasts
A gang of lawless daredevils
For food and grub for some business,
Where is the tooth needed? and that’s nothing else -
This is how our country understands it, -
How to take away with a weapon in your hands,
Through violence the said lands,
Lost by his father; Here
What prompted our preparations?
And this is our guard, that's the reason
And there is hurry and noise in the state.

Bernardo
I think that's true.
That's why this prophetic ghost
Walks around in armor, looking like a king,
Which gave rise to these wars.

Horatio
A mote to darken the eye of reason.
In high Rome, the city of victories,
In the days before mighty Julius fell,
Leaving the coffins, in shrouds, along the streets
The dead screamed and screamed;
Bloody rain, shaggy luminaries,
Confusion in the sun; wet star,
In whose region is Neptune's power,
I was sick with darkness, almost like on the day of judgment;
The same harbingers of evil events,
Hurrying messengers before fate
And announcing what is to come,
Heaven and earth appeared together
And to our fellow tribesmen and countries.

The ghost returns.

But quieter, see? Here he is again!
I'm going, I'm not afraid of damage. - Stop, ghost!
When you control sound or speech,
Tell me!
When can I accomplish something?
For your sake and your own glory,
Tell me!
When the destiny of your homeland is open to you,
Foresight, perhaps, averted,
Oh, say it!
Or when during your lifetime you buried
Looted treasures, according to which
You spirits are in death, they say, languishing,

The rooster is crowing.

Then say it; stop and say! - Delay
Him, Marcellus.

Marcellus
Hit with a protazan?

Horatio
Yes, if it moves.

Bernardo
He is here!

Horatio
He is here!

The ghost leaves.

Marcellus
Gone!
In vain we, since he is so majestic,
We show him the appearance of violence;
After all, he is invulnerable to us, like air,
And this pathetic onslaught is just an insult.

Bernardo
He would answer, but the rooster crowed.

Horatio
And he shuddered, like someone guilty
With a menacing call. I heard that
Rooster, trumpeter of the dawn, its high
And the ringing throat wakes you from sleep
The god of the day, and at this call,
Whether in water, fire, earth or wind,
The spirit wandering in freedom hurries
Within your limits; that it's true
A real case proved it to us.

Marcellus
He became invisible when the cock crowed.
There is a rumor that every year around the time
When a savior was born on earth,
The singer of the dawn is not silent until the morning;
Then the spirits do not dare to move,
The nights are healing, they do not destroy the planets,
Fairies are harmless, witches do not enchant, -
This is such a blessed and holy time.

Horatio
I heard this and partly believe it.
But here comes the morning, throwing on a red cloak,
Walking through the dew of the eastern mountains.
Break the guard; and I would think so
We can't hide what we saw last night
From young Hamlet; I swear
What will the spirit, mute to us, answer him?
Do you agree that we tell him
How do love and duty tell us?

Marcellus
Yes, I ask; and today I know
Where can we best find him?

SCENE 2

The main hall in the castle.

Pipes. Enter the king, queen, Hamlet, Polonius, Laertes, Voltimand,
Cornelius, nobles and servants.

King
The death of our beloved brother
Still fresh, and befits us
There is pain in our hearts and our entire power
Frown with one brow of sadness,
However, reason overcame nature,
And, with wise sorrow remembering the deceased,
We also think about ourselves.
Therefore, sister and queen,
Heiress of a warlike country,
We, as if with overshadowed triumph,
Laughing at some, rolling their eyes at others,
Sad at the wedding, having fun over the coffin,
Balancing joy and despondency, -
They took them as spouses, relying on this
To your wisdom, which was free for us
An accomplice. For everything - thank you.
Now something else: young Fortinbras,
Valuing us low or thinking,
That since our brother died,
Our kingdom has fallen into decay
Entered into an alliance with a proud dream
And tirelessly demands from us
Return of those lands that are in possession
Legally adopted from his father
Our illustrious brother. It's about him.
Now about us and about our meeting.
The point here is this: we ask by this
By a letter from the Norwegian, Uncle Fortinbras,
Who, weak, barely heard
About the plans of the nephew, to stop
His steps, then what and sets
And all the supplies of the troops are burdened
His own subjects; and we want
So that you, my Voltimand, and you, Cornelius,
They brought a message to the old Norwegian,
Moreover, we give you no more power
In negotiations with the king than here
Allowed by the articles. Bon voyage.
Hastily mark your zeal.

Cornelius and Voltimand
Here, as in everything else, we will show our zeal.

King
We had no doubt about it; good journey, -

Voltimand and Cornelius leave.

And you, Laertes, what can you tell us?
What did you want to ask us, Laertes?
Before the Dane your voice is in vain
It won't sound. What could you wish for?
What wouldn't I offer you?
The head is not so dear to the heart,
The hand is not so helpful to the mouth,
Like the Danish scepter to your father.
What would you like, Laertes?

Laertes
My lord,
Let me return to France;
Although I came from there myself
To fulfill the duty at your coronation,
But, I confess, now my hopes
And my thoughts rush back again
And they bow and wait for your permission.

King
How's your father? What does Polonius say?

Polonium
He pestered me for a long time, sir,
With persistent requests, until
I did not seal them with a reluctant agreement,
I ask you, allow your son to go.

King
Well, good morning, Laertes; be your time
And spend it to the best of your ability! –
And you, my Hamlet, my dear nephew...

Hamlet
(to the side)
Nephew - let him; but certainly not cute.

King
Are you still shrouded in the same cloud?

Hamlet
Oh no, I even have too much sun.

Queen
My dear Hamlet, cast off your black color,
Look as a friend at the Danish ruler.
It’s impossible, day after day, with downcast eyes,
To look for the deceased father in the dust.
This is the fate of all: everything that lives will die
And through nature it will pass into eternity.

Hamlet
Yes, everyone's fate.

Queen
So what's in his destiny?
Does it seem so unusual to you?

Hamlet
I think? No, there is. I don't want
What it seems. Neither my dark cloak,
Neither these gloomy clothes, mother,
Not a stormy groan of constricted breathing,
No, not a plentiful stream of eyes,
Nor grief-stricken features
And all the guises, types, signs of grief
They won’t express me; they only contain
What seems and can be a game;
What is in me is truer than a game;
And this is all outfit and tinsel.

King
Very gratifying and commendable, Hamlet,
That you are paying a debt to your sad father;
But your father also lost his father;
That one - his; and the survivor is called
Filial loyalty for a certain period
To the funeral sorrow; but show persistence
In obstinate grief will be the wicked
Stubbornness is not how a man complains;
This is a sign of a will rebellious to the sky,
An unstable soul, a violent mind,
A bad and unwise mind.
After all, if something is inevitable
And that's why it happens to everyone,
Is it possible with this in gloomy indignation
Trouble your heart? This is a sin before heaven
Sin before the deceased, sin before nature,
Contrary to reason, whose instruction
There is the death of fathers, whose eternal cry
From the first deceased to this day:
"It should be". We ask you, stop
Fruitless sadness, think about us
How about a father; let the world not forget,
That you are closest to our throne
And I am no less generous with love,
Than the son is the most tender of fathers,
I give you. As for your concern
Return to study in Wittenberg,
She and our desires are at odds.
And I ask you, bend down to stay
Here, in the caress and joy of our eyes,
Our first friend, our relative and our son.

Queen
Let your mother not ask you in vain, Hamlet;
Stay here, don't go to Wittenberg.

Hamlet
Madam, I am obedient to you in everything.

King
This is a loving and sweet answer to us;
Be here like us. - Madam, let's go;
In the agreement of the prince, free and cordial, -
Smile to the heart; as a sign of what today
For every ladle that the Dane drains,
A big gun will burst into the clouds,
And the roar of heaven over the royal bowl
It will respond to earthly thunder, - Let's go.

Pipes. Everyone except Hamlet leaves.

Hamlet
Oh, if only this dense clot of meat
Melted, disappeared, disappeared into dew!
Or if the Eternal had not ordered
Suicide ban! God! God!
How boring, dull and unnecessary
It seems to me that everything in the world!
Oh, abomination! This is a lush garden that bears fruit
Just one seed; wild and evil
It dominates. Get to this point!
Two months since he died! Less even.
Such a worthy king! Compare them
Phoebus and the Satyr. He cherished my mother so much,
That I wouldn’t let the winds touch the sky
Her faces. O heaven and earth!
Should I remember? She was drawn to him
As if the hunger was only increasing
From saturation. And a month later -
Don't think about it! Mortality, you
You are called: woman! - and shoes
Without wearing out what she was wearing after the coffin,
Like Niobe, all in tears, she -
Oh God, a beast without reason,
I wish I could have missed you longer! - married to uncle,
Who looks just like his father
Than I am on Hercules. A month later!
Also the salt of her dishonest tears
Has not disappeared on reddened eyelids,
How I got married. Disgusting haste -
So rush to the bed of incest!
There is no and cannot be any good in this. –
But be silent, my heart, my tongue is bound!

Enter Horatio, Marcellus and Bernardo

Horatio
Hello, prince!

Hamlet
I am very glad to see you, -
Horatio? Or I'm not myself.

Horatio
He is the prince, and your poor servant.

Hamlet
My good friend; let it be mutual,
But why aren't you in Wittenberg? –
Marcellus?

Marcellus
My good prince...

Hamlet
I am very glad to see you.
(To Bernardo.)
Good evening. –
So why aren't you in Wittenberg?

Horatio
With a penchant for idleness, good prince.

Hamlet
Even your enemy wouldn’t tell me this,
And don’t force my hearing either,
So that he believes your information
To yourself; you are not a slacker.
But what is your business in Elsinore?
While you're here, we'll teach you how to drink.

Horatio
I was sailing to the king's funeral.

Hamlet
Please, no jokes, student friend;
Hurry up to the queen's wedding.

Horatio
Yes, prince, she followed quickly.

Hamlet
Calculation, calculation, buddy! From the wake
Cold food went to the wedding table.
Oh, I wish I could meet you in heaven
My worst enemy than this day, Horatio!
Father!.. I think I see him.

Horatio
Where, prince?

Hamlet
In the sight of my soul, Horatio.

Horatio
I remember him; was a true king.

Hamlet
He was a man, a man in everything;
I will never meet anyone like him again.

Horatio
My prince, he appeared to me last night.

Hamlet
Did you show up? Who?

Horatio
King, your father.

Hamlet
My father, the king?

Horatio
Temper your amazement for a moment
And listen to what I tell you,
Taking these officers as witnesses,
About this diva.

Hamlet
For God's sake, yes.

Horatio
For two nights in a row these officers
Bernardo and Marcellus, keeping watch,
In the lifeless desert of midnight
This is what we saw. Someone like your father
Armed from head to toe,
Is also a majestic step
Passes by. Three times he passed
Before their gaze frozen with fear,
At a rod's distance; they are,
Almost turning to jelly from fear,
They stand in silence. That's for me
They told a terrible secret.
On the third night I was with them on guard;
And, as they said, at that very hour
And in the same form, confirming everything exactly,
A shadow appeared. I remember the king:
The two hands are so similar.

Hamlet
Where was it?

Marcellus
Prince, on the platform where we are guarding.

Hamlet
You haven't talked to him?

Horatio
Said,
But he didn't answer; at least once
He raised his head and it seemed to me
It was as if he wanted to speak;
But at that very moment the rooster crowed;
At this sound he rushed quickly
And he became invisible.

Hamlet
It is very strange.

Horatio
Like what I live, prince, it's true,
And we considered it a duty
Tell you this.

Hamlet
Yes, yes, of course, I'm the only one confused.
Who's on guard today? You?

Marcellus and Bernardo
Yes, prince.

Hamlet
Armed, you said?

Marcellus and Bernardo
Yes, prince.

Hamlet
From head to toe?

Marcellus and Bernardo
From toes to crown.

Hamlet
So you haven't seen his face?

Horatio
No, of course, prince; he walked with his visor raised.

Hamlet
What, he looked gloomy?

Horatio
There was more sadness in his face than anger.

Hamlet
And pale or purple?

Horatio
No, very pale.

Hamlet
And looked at you?

Horatio
Yes, closely.

Hamlet
I wish I had been there.

Horatio
He would terrify you.

Hamlet
Very possible. And did he stay long?

Horatio
You could count to one hundred slowly.

Marcellus and Bernardo
No, longer, longer.

Horatio
No longer with me.

Hamlet
Gray beard?

Horatio
The same as I saw in a living person -
Black and silver.

Hamlet
Today I will be with you;
Perhaps he will come again.

Horatio
I guarantee it.

Hamlet
And if he again takes the form of his father,
I'll talk to him, even if hell breaks loose,
Tell me to shut up. I ask you all -
How have you been silent about this until now?
So you keep it a secret from now on.
And no matter what happens tonight,
Give everything meaning, but not language;
I will repay you for your love. Farewell;
So I'll come at twelve o'clock
To your site.

All
Prince, accept our debt.

Hamlet
I will accept love, and you will accept mine; Farewell.

Everyone except Hamlet leaves.

Hamlet's spirit in arms! Things are bad;
There's something here. It would soon be night;
Be patient, soul; evil will be exposed,
At least it would go away from my eyes into the underground darkness.
(Leaves.)

ACT II

SCENE 1

A room in Polonius's house. Polonius and Reynaldo enter.

Polonium
Here is the money and a letter to him, Reynaldo.

Reynaldo Yes, my lord.

Polonium You will act wisely
Reynaldo, if before meeting him
You'll find out how he behaves.

Reynaldo
That's what I was thinking of doing, my lord.

Polonium
I praise, I praise. So first find out
What kind of Danes are there in Paris?
And how, and who; what they live on and where;
Who they hang out with, what they spend; discovering
With the help of such circumlocutions,
That my son is known to them, look closer,
But so that it is not a question;
Pretend you know him a little,
Say: "I knew his father, friends,
Partly him too." Are you following, Reynaldo?

Reynaldo
Yes, of course, my lord.

Polonium
“Partly that too; but not enough;
But I heard that he is a big brawler."
Both this and that; cock it here
Anything; however, not so much
To dishonor; this is - beware;
No, yes, blessed ones, violent pranks,
With whom, they say, youth and freedom
Inseparable.

Reynaldo
For example, a game.

Polonium
Yes, or drunkenness, swearing, fights,
Debauchery: you can go for it.

Reynaldo
But it will dishonor, my lord.

Polonium
No; you yourself will soften all this,
You shouldn't talk about him
That he lives in unbridled debauchery;
Not at all; imagine his sins
So that they seem like freedom,
Gusts of a hot mind,
The savages of untamed blood,
What everyone is subject to.

Reynaldo
But, my lord...

Polonium
Why do this?

Reynaldo
Yes my lord
I would like to know.

Polonium
And my intention is this:
And I think this is the right way:
When you denigrate him slightly,
So, as if the thing is a little worn out,
Would you like to see
Your interlocutor, if you noticed,
That the young man you named
Guilty of the above offenses,
Probably he will answer you like this:
“Dearest”, or “my friend”, or “sir”,
It depends on what is customary in their country
And who he is.

Reynaldo
That's right, my lord.

Polonium
And immediately he will... he will...
What did I want to say? By God, I wanted to say something: where did I stop?

Reynaldo
To “he will answer like this”, to “my friend” and “sir”.

Polonium
Just about, “he will answer like this”; yes he will answer
So: “I know this gentleman;
I saw him yesterday, or the other day,
Or then with so-and-so or with so-and-so,
And he was just playing, or drunk,
Quarreled over bast shoes"; or even like this:
"I saw him enter the cheerful house"
In other words, to a brothel or something like that.
And you see for yourself:
The bait of lies caught the carp of truth;
So we, who are wise and far-sighted,
Through hooks and indirect techniques,
By going around we find the desired move;
And you, guided by my advice,
Test my son for me. Understood? No?

Reynaldo
Yes, my lord.

Polonium
With God blessing. Be healthy.

Reynaldo
My good sir!

Polonium
Observe his habits for yourself.

Reynaldo
Yes, my lord.

Polonium
And let him play with all his might.

Reynaldo
Yes, my lord.

Polonium
Bon voyage!

Reynaldo leaves. Ophelia enters.

Ophelia! What's the matter?

Ophelia
Oh my lord, how scared I was!

Polonium
What, God have mercy?

Ophelia
When I was sewing, sitting at home,
Prince Hamlet - in an unbuttoned doublet,
Without a hat, in untied stockings,
Dirty, falling to the heels,
Knocking your knees, paler than your shirt
And with a look so deplorable, as if
He was released from hell
He came to me to talk about horrors.

Polonium
Mad in love with you?

Ophelia
Don't know,
But I'm afraid so.

Polonium
And what did he say?

Ophelia
He took my hand and squeezed it tightly;
Then, retreating to arm's length,
Raising the other hand to the eyebrows,
He began to look intently into my face, as if
Drawing him. He stood there for a long time;
And finally, shaking my hand slightly
And nodding his head three times like this,
He let out a sigh so mournful and deep,
As if his whole chest was broken
And life faded away; he let me go;
And looking at me over your shoulder,
It seemed that he found his way without eyes,
Then he walked out the door without their help,
They shine their light on me all the time.

Polonium
Come with me; Let's find the king.
There's definitely a frenzy of love here,
Who destroys herself by murder
And it bends the will to harmful actions,
Like every passion under heaven,
Raging in nature. I'm sorry.
What, have you been harsh with him these days?

Ophelia
No, my lord, but as you ordered,
I also rejected the prince's notes
And visits.

Polonium
He went crazy.
I wish I had followed him more diligently.
I thought he was playing, he's playing you
He planned to destroy; all distrust!
By God, our years are just as prone
Going too far in calculations
How youth tends to sin
Haste. Let's go to the king;
He must know; more dangerous and harmful
To hide love than to announce it.
Let's go.

King
How can we find it?

Polonium
You know, he sometimes spends hours
Walking around the gallery here.

Queen
Yes.

Polonium
At this hour I will send my daughter to him;
You and I will stand behind the carpet; We'll see
Meet them; if he doesn't love her
And that’s not why I went crazy,
That place is not for me in the affairs of the board,
And at the carts, on the manor.

King
Let it be so.

Queen
Here he is walking sadly with a book, poor thing.

Polonium
I ask you, you both leave;
I'll go to him.

The king, queen and servants leave. Hamlet enters, reading.

Sorry;
How is my good prince Hamlet?

Hamlet
Okay, God bless you.

Polonium
Do you recognize me, prince?

Hamlet
Certainly; you are a fishmonger.

Polonium
No, prince.

Hamlet
Then I would like you to be the same honest person.

Polonium
Honest, prince?

Hamlet
Yes, sir, to be honest, given the way this world is, means to be a man extracted from tens of thousands.

Polonium
That's absolutely true, prince.

Hamlet
For if the sun breeds worms in a dead dog, he is a deity who kisses carrion... Do you have a daughter?

Polonium
Yes, Prince.

Hamlet
Don't let her walk in the sun: every fruit is a blessing; but not the kind your daughter might have. Friend, beware.

Polonium
(to the side)
What do you say about this? Plays on my daughter all the time; but at first he didn’t recognize me; said I was a fishmonger: he went far; and, indeed, in my youth I suffered many extremes from love; almost the same. I'll talk to him again. -What are you reading, prince?

Hamlet
Words words words.

Polonium
And what does it say, prince?

Hamlet
About whom?

Polonium
I want to say: what does what you read say?

Hamlet
Slander, my sir; because this satirical rogue says here that old people have gray beards, that their faces are wrinkled, their eyes exude thick gum and plum resin, and that they have a complete lack of intelligence and extremely weak veins; All this, my sir, although I believe very powerfully and imperiously, I still consider it obscene to take it and write it; because you yourself, my sir, would be as old as me if you could, like a cancer, walk backwards.

Polonium
(to the side)
Even though it's crazy, there's consistency to it. “Would you like to leave this air, prince?”

Hamlet
To the grave.

Polonium
Indeed, this would mean leaving this air. (Aside.) How meaningful his answers are sometimes! Luck, which often falls to the lot of madness and which reason and health could not resolve so happily. I will leave him and immediately try to arrange a meeting for him with my daughter. “Dear Prince, I will most humbly leave you.”

Hamlet
There is nothing, my sir, that I would rather part with; except with my life, except with my life, except with my life.

Polonium
I wish you good health, prince.

Hamlet
Those obnoxious old fools!

Enter Rosencrantz and Guildenstern.

Polonium
Do you want Prince Hamlet? He is here.

Rosencrantz
(Polonius)
God bless you.

Polonius leaves.

Guildenstern
My honorable prince!

Rosencrantz
My precious prince!

Hamlet
My dearest friends!
How are you, Guildenstern? –
Eh, Rosencrantz?
Guys, how are you both doing?

Rosencrantz
Like indifferent sons of the soil.

Guildenstern
It’s all the more blessed because it’s not super-blessed;
We are not a big deal on Fortune's cap.

Hamlet
But not the soles of her shoes either?

Rosencrantz
Neither one nor the other, prince.

Hamlet
So do you live near her belt or in the center of her favors?

Guildenstern
Really, we occupy a modest place with her.

Hamlet
In the secluded parts of Fortuna? O, sure; This is an indecent person. What's the news?

Rosencrantz
Yes, nothing, prince, except perhaps that the world has become honest.

Hamlet
So, it means that the day of judgment is near; but your news is wrong. Let me ask you in more detail: what, my dear friends, have you done wrong to Fortune that she is sending you here to prison?

Guildenstern
To prison, prince?

Hamlet
Denmark is a prison.

Rosencrantz
Then the whole world is a prison.

Hamlet
And excellent: with many locks, dungeons and dungeons, with Denmark being one of the worst.

Rosencrantz
We don't think so, Prince.

Hamlet
Well, it's not like that for you; for there is nothing either good or bad; this reflection makes everything so; for me it is a prison.

Rosencrantz
Well, it’s your ambition that makes it a prison: it’s too cramped for your spirit.

Hamlet
Oh God, I could shut myself up in a nutshell and consider myself the king of infinite space if I didn’t have bad dreams.

Guildenstern
And these dreams are the essence of ambition; for the very essence of the ambitious is but the shadow of a dream.

Hamlet
And the dream itself is just a shadow.

Rosencrantz
True, and I consider ambition in its own way so airy and light that it is nothing more than the shadow of a shadow.

Hamlet
Then our beggars are bodies, and our monarchs and pompous heroes are shadows of beggars. Shouldn't we go to the courtyard? Because, honestly, I can't reason.

Rosencrantz and Guildenstern
We are at your disposal.

Hamlet
Don't do this. I do not want to equate you with the rest of my servants; because - I tell you, as an honest person - they serve me disgustingly. But if you follow the path of friendship, what are you doing in Elsinore?

Rosencrantz
We wanted to visit you, prince; nothing else.

Hamlet
A beggar like me is poor even in gratitude; but I thank you; although, in truth, dear friends, my gratitude is not worth half a penny. They didn't send for you? Is this your own desire? Is this a voluntary visit? Well, be honest with me; come on, speak up.

Guildenstern
What should we say, prince?

Hamlet
Yes, anything, but only about this. They sent for you; there is something like recognition in your glances, and your conscience is not skillful enough to brighten it up. I know the good king and queen sent for you.

Rosencrantz
For what purpose, prince?

Hamlet
You must explain this to me. But only I implore you - in the name of the rights of our partnership, in the name of the harmony of our youth, in the name of the duty of our indestructible love, in the name of everything even more dear to which the best speaker could appeal to you, be frank and direct with me: they sent behind you or not?

Rosencrantz
(quietly, to Guildenstern)
What are you going to say?

Hamlet
(to the side)
Okay, now I see. –
If you love me, don't hide it.

Guildenstern
Prince, they have sent for us.

Hamlet
I'll tell you why; in this way my courtesy will eliminate your confession and your secret before the king and queen will not lose a single feather. Lately - and why, I don’t know myself - I have lost all my cheerfulness, abandoned all my usual activities; and, indeed, my soul is so heavy that this beautiful temple, the earth, seems to me like a deserted cape; this incomparable canopy, the air, you see, this magnificently spread out firmament, this majestic roof lined with golden fire - all this seems to me nothing more than a cloudy and pestilential accumulation of vapors. What a masterful creature man is! How noble in mind! How limitless in his abilities, appearances and movements! How precise and wonderful in action! How he resembles an angel in his deep comprehension! How he looks like some kind of god! The beauty of the universe! The crown of all living things! What is this quintessence of ashes for me? Not a single person makes me happy; no, also not a nap, although with your smile you seem to want to say something else.

Rosencrantz
Prince, such a subject was not in my thoughts.

Hamlet
So why did you laugh when I said that “not a single person makes me happy”?

Rosencrantz
Because I thought, prince, that if people don’t make you happy, then what kind of Lenten reception will the actors find among you; we overtook them on the way; and they are coming here to offer you their services.

Hamlet
The one who plays the king will be a welcome guest; I will pay tribute to His Majesty; Let the brave knight wield sword and shield; let the lover not sigh in vain; let the eccentric end his role peacefully; let the jester make those with ticklish lungs laugh; Let the heroine freely express her soul, and let the blank verse be lame. Who are these actors?

Rosencrantz
The very ones you liked so much - the capital's tragedians.

Hamlet
How did it happen that they wander? Settlement was better for them both in terms of fame and income.

Rosencrantz
It seems to me that their difficulties stem from the latest innovations.

Hamlet
Are they as respected as they were when I was in the city? Are they visited the same way?

Rosencrantz
No, in truth, this doesn't happen anymore.

Hamlet
Why? Or have they started to rust?

Rosencrantz
No, their zeal proceeds at the usual pace; but there is a brood of children, small falcons, who scream louder than required, for which they are applauded most cruelly; now they are in fashion and so honor the simple theater - as they call it - that many sword-bearers are afraid of goose feathers and hardly dare to go there.

Hamlet
What, are these children? Who maintains them? What are they paid? Or will they only practice their craft as long as they can sing? Will they not later say, if they grow up to be mere actors - and this is quite possible if they have nothing better to do - that their writers have harmed them by forcing them to mock their own heritage?

Rosencrantz
Frankly, there was a lot of noise on both sides, and the people do not consider it a sin to incite them to bickering; At one time, nothing was given for a play if the writer and actor did not come to blows in this feud.

Hamlet
Can't be!

Guildenstern
Oh, a lot of brains were scattered.

Hamlet
And the children took the power?

Rosencrantz
Yes, prince, they took it away; Hercules along with his burden.

Hamlet
This is not so strange, my uncle is the King of Denmark, and those who made faces at him while my father was alive pay twenty, forty, fifty and a hundred ducats for his portrait in miniature. Damn it, there is something supernatural in this, if only philosophy could find out.

Guildenstern
Here are the actors.

Hamlet
Gentlemen, I am glad to see you in Elsinore. Your hands. The companions of cordiality are politeness and courtesy; allow me to greet you in this way, otherwise my treatment of the actors, I tell you, should be outwardly beautiful, will seem more hospitable than towards you. I'm glad to see you; but my uncle father and my aunt mother are wrong.

Guildenstern
What, my dear prince?

Hamlet
I am only mad in the north-north-west; when the wind is from the south, I distinguish a falcon from a heron.

Polonius enters.

Polonium
All the best to you, gentlemen!

Hamlet
Listen, Guildenstern - and you too - to each ear there is a listener: this big baby you see is not yet out of swaddling clothes.

Rosencrantz
Perhaps he fell into them for the second time, because they say that an old man is doubly a child.

Hamlet
I prophesy to you that he came to tell me about the actors; you'll see. – You are right, sir; on Monday morning; that's how it was, absolutely true

Polonium
My lord, I have news for you.

Hamlet
My lord, I have news for you. When Roscius was an actor in Rome...

Polonium
Prince, the actors have arrived here.

Hamlet
Ksh, ksh!

Polonium
By my honor...

Hamlet
"And everyone rode on a donkey...".

Polonium
The best actors in the world for tragic, comic, historical, pastoral, pastoral-comic, historical-pastoral, tragic-historical, tragic-comic-historical-pastoral performances, for indefinite scenes and unlimited poems; their Seneca is not too heavy and Plautus is not too light. For written roles and for free ones, these are the only people.

Hamlet
O Jephthah, judge of Israel, what a treasure you had!

Polonium
What treasure did he have, prince?

Hamlet
Why,
"One and only daughter,
What he loved most tenderly."

Polonium
(to the side)
All about my daughter.

Hamlet
Am I wrong, old Jephthah?

Polonium
If you call me Jephthah, prince, then I have a daughter whom I love most tenderly.

Hamlet
No, that's not what should happen.

Polonium
What follows, prince?

Hamlet
Here's what.
"But the lot fell, God knows"
and further, you know:
“It happened just as everyone thought.”
The first stanza of this pious song will tell you the rest; because, you see, my distracters are coming.

Four or five actors enter.

Welcome, gentlemen; welcome everyone - I'm glad to see you safe. – Welcome, dear friends! - Ah, my old friend! Your face has grown fringed since I last saw you; or did you come to Denmark to outshine me? – What do I see, my young lady! I swear by the Lady of Heaven, your grace is closer to heaven than when I last saw her, by a whole heel. I pray to God that your voice does not end up cracked, like gold that has gone out of circulation. - Gentlemen, you are all welcome. We, like French falconers, will fly into the first thing that comes our way; let's start a monologue right away; Come on, show us an example of your art: come on, a passionate monologue.

First actor
What monologue, my good prince?

Hamlet
I heard you once read a monologue, but it was never played; and if this happened, then no more than once; because the play, I remember, was not liked by the crowd; for most it was caviar; but it was - as I and others, whose judgment in such matters is louder than mine, took it - an excellent play, well distributed among the scenes, constructed as simply as it was skilfully constructed. I remember someone said that poetry is not seasoned to make the content palatable, and speeches do not contain anything that would expose the author to pretentiousness, and called this a respectable method, healthy and pleasant, and much more beautiful than elegant. I especially loved one monologue in it; it was Aeneas's story to Dido; and mainly the place where he talks about the murder of Priam. If he is alive in your memory, begin with this line; let me, let me:
"Shaggy Pyrrhus is similar to the Hyrcanian beast...".
Not this way; begins with Pyrrhus:
"Shaggy Pyrrhus is the one whose weapon is black,
Like his thought, and like that night,
When he lay in the ominous horse, -
Has now brightened up its gloomy appearance
Nowadays he is even more terrible with enamel -
Solid scarlet all colored with blood
Husbands and wives, sons and daughters,
Cake from the hot streets,
What cursed and cruel light is shed
Regicide; burning with fire and anger,
Overgrown with sticky crimson, with eyes,
Like two carbuncles, Pyrrhus is looking for an old man
Priam."
So, continue.

Polonium
By God, Prince, it was well read, with due expressiveness and with due feeling.

First actor
"Here he finds it
Slaying the Greeks in vain; old sword,
The obstinate hand lay down where it fell,
Not heeding the will; Pyrrhus in an unequal battle
Hastens to Priam; swung violently;
Already from the whistle of a wild sword
The king falls. Soulless Ilion,
As if sensing this wave, he bows
Burning brow and terrible crash
Captivates Pyrrhic ears; and his sword
Rising above the milky head
The venerable Priam seemed to freeze.
So Pyrrhus stood like a monster in a painting,
And, as if alien to will and accomplishment,
Inactive.
But as we often see before a thunderstorm -
Silence in the sky, the clouds are motionless,
The winds are silent and the earth below
Quiet as death, and suddenly with terrible thunder
The air is torn; so, hesitating, Pyrrha
Awakened revenge leads to deeds;
And they never fell, forging,
On the armor of Mars the hammers of the Cyclops
As fierce as the bloody Pyrrhic sword
Fell on Priam.
Away, away, harlot Fortune! Gods,
All of you, the whole host, will deprive her of power;
Break her wheel, spokes, rim -
And the hub from the heavenly hill
Throw it to the demons!"

Polonium
It's too long.

Hamlet
This will go to the barber, along with your beard. - Please, continue; he needs a dance song or an obscene story, otherwise he sleeps; continue; go to Hecuba.

First actor
"But who would have seen the pitiful queen..."

Hamlet
"Pitiful queen"?

Polonium
This is good, “pathetic queen” is good.

First actor
"...Running barefoot in blind tears,
Threatening flames; the flap is draped over
On the crowned brow, with clothes
Around the birth of a withered womb -
The sheet caught in fear;
Whoever saw this would be at the mercy of Fortune
Through the mouth of a serpent he would utter blasphemy;
And if the gods could see her,
When I amuse myself with evil deeds in front of her,
Pyrrhus cut the body of a man with a sword,
An instant cry erupted from her, -
If mortal things touch them even a little,
I would moisten the lights of the heavenly eyes
And angered the gods."

Polonium
Look, his face has changed, and he has tears in his eyes. - Please, that's enough.

Hamlet
Okay, you can tell me the rest later. “My dear sir, won’t you make sure that the actors are well accommodated?” Hear, let them be received well, because they are an overview and brief chronicles of the century; It is better for you to receive a bad epitaph after death than a bad report from them while you are alive.

Polonium
Prince, I will accept them according to their merits.

Hamlet
The hell with it, my dear, it’s much better! If we take everyone according to his deserts, then who will escape the whip? Accept them according to your own honor and dignity; the less they deserve, the more glory to your kindness. Show them off.

Polonium
Let's go, gentlemen.

Hamlet
Follow him, friends; tomorrow we will give a performance.

Polonius and all the actors except the first one leave.

Listen, old friend; can you play "The Murder of Gonzago"?

First actor.
Yes, prince.

Hamlet
We'll present it tomorrow evening. Could you, if necessary, learn a monologue of some twelve or sixteen lines, which I would compose and insert there? Could you?

First actor
Yes, prince.

Hamlet
Great. Follow this gentleman; and be careful not to laugh at him.

The first actor leaves.

My dear friends, I will say goodbye to you until the evening; glad to see you in Elsinore.

Rosencrantz
My good prince!

Hamlet
So, God bless you!

Rosencrantz and Guildenstern leave.

Here I am alone
Oh, what a piece of trash I am, what a miserable slave!
Isn't it a shame that this actor is
In the imagination, in a fictitious passion
So he raised his spirit to his dreams,
That his work made him all pale;
Moistened gaze, despair in the face,
The voice is broken, and the whole appearance echoes
His dream. And all because of what?
Because of Hecuba! What does Hecuba mean to him?
What is he to Hecuba, that he should weep for her?
What would he do if he had
The same reason and prompt for passion,
Like mine? Flooding the stage with tears,
He would cut the general ear with a menacing speech,
Would plunge the sinners into madness, the pure into horror,
Those who do not know will be confused and struck down
Powerlessness of both ears and eyes.
And I,
Dumb and sluggish fool, mumble,
Like a mouthful, alien to his own truth,
And I can’t say anything; even
For the king, whose life and fortune
So vilely ruined. Or am I a coward?
Who will tell me: "scoundrel"? Will it hit your head?
Will he tear out a tuft of beards and throw it in his face?
Will it pull your nose? Lies will go down my throat
To the lightest? Who wants it first?
Ha!
By God, I could take it down; because I have
And pigeon liver - no bile,
To be upset by evil; not that long ago
I would feed all the kites of heaven
The corpse of a scoundrel; predator and scoundrel!
Lascivious, treacherous, evil scoundrel!
Oh, vengeance!
Well, what an ass I am! How nice it is
That I, the son of a dead father,
Drawn to revenge by heaven and Gehenna,
Like a whore, I take my soul away with words
And I practice swearing like a woman,
Like a dishwasher!
Ugh, disgusting! Get to work, brain! Hm, I heard
That sometimes there are criminals in the theater
Were under the influence of the game
So deeply shocked that immediately
They proclaimed their own atrocities;
Murder, though silent, speaks
Wonderful language. I tell the actors
Imagine something your uncle would see
Hamlet's death; I will look into his eyes;
I will penetrate to the living; he trembles a little,
I know my way. The spirit that appeared to me
Perhaps there was a devil; the devil is powerful
Put on a sweet image; and, perhaps,
What, since I am relaxed and sad, -
And over such a soul it is very powerful, -
He is leading me to destruction. I need
More support. The spectacle is a loop,
To lasso the king's conscience.
(Leaves.)

Scene 2

Right there. Hall in the castle.
Enter Hamlet and several actors.

Please speak the role as I showed you: easily and without hesitation. If you're going to shout it, like most of you, it would be better to give it to the town crier. In addition, do not cut the air with your hands like that, but use everything in moderation. Even in a flood, a storm and, say, a hurricane of passion, learn restraint, which gives harmony to everything. How can you not be indignant when a hefty fellow in a long wig tears passion into pieces and shreds in front of you, to the delight of standing places, where they have no idea of ​​anything except silent pantomimes and simple noise. I would give such a young fellow a flogging for the mere thought of regenerating Herod. This is some kind of super-Satanism. Avoid this.

First actor

Rest assured, your lordship.

However, without unnecessary constraint, listen to your inner voice in everything. Move in accordance with the dialogue, speak following the movements, with the only caveat that this does not go beyond the boundaries of naturalness. Each violation of the measure deviates from the purpose of the theater, the purpose of which at all times has been and will be: to hold, so to speak, a mirror in front of nature, to show valor its true face and its true baseness, and to each age of history its unvarnished appearance. If you overdo or underdo it, the ignorant will laugh, but the expert will be sad, and the judgment of the latter, with your permission, should outweigh for you a whole theater full of the former. I came across actors, and among them famous ones, and even to heaven, who, no matter how angry they were told, in their voices and manners did not resemble either the baptized, or the infidels, or anyone else in the world. They moved and howled so much that it was surprising which of nature’s day laborers had made a man so ineptly - the people in their depiction looked so monstrous.

First actor

I hope, Prince, that we have somewhat eliminated these extremes.

Eliminate it completely. And forbid those who play fools to say more than what is written for them. Some go so far as to laugh themselves for the amusement of the worst part of the audience at some moment essential to the course of the play. This is unacceptable and shows what cheap pride such jokers have. Go ahead and get ready.

The actors leave.
Enter Polonius, Rosencrantz and Guildenstern

Well, my lord, does the king wish to see this play?

Having finished translating the sonnets, I wanted to say goodbye to Shakespeare, then I decided not to leave the character, not to break the spiritual connection, and took up the translation of the tragedy “Hamlet”. I think it’s not in vain. Previous translators often translated formally, words, images, but lost their thoughts. Some places are just gobbledygook. Read Lozinsky, Pasternak. I confess, sometimes I cheated Shakespeare by translating what was written in prose into verse, replacing the white ones with rhymed ones. But not often. My credo: it is possible to improve, but not to worsen. Buy in online stores and read the book Fairy Tales. Fables, Sonnets and Hamlet, ultiatum to the president, Russian sonnets of the 21st century.

ACT 1 Scene1
Bernardo:
Who's there?
Francisco:
First you tell us the password.
Bernardo
Long live the king!
Francisco:
Bernardo?
Bernardo
He.
Francisco:
They showed up right on time. I am impressed.
Bernardo:
Yes, midnight is striking. Go to bed Francisco.
Francisco:
It’s freezing, I’m chilled, I feel uneasy.
Bernardo
Did no one bother you during your shift?
Francisco:
Everything was quiet. The mouse didn't sneak through.
Bernardo
Well, good night. Horace will meet,
Or Marcellus hurry them up.
Francisco:
I think I hear their footsteps.
Stand still! Answer who are you?
Horatio
Sons of the Fatherland.
Marcellus
The king's vassals.
Francisco:
Good luck to you.
Marcellus
Farewell honest warrior.
Who replaced you?
Francisco
Bernardo took up his post.
I'm leaving. Happy Stay!
Leaves.
Marcellus
Bernard is glad!
Bernardo
Has Horatio come?
Horatio
I am for him, glad to provide a service.
Bernardo
Hello Horace, hello friend Marcellus!
Horatio
That creature didn't appear at night?
Bernardo
Didn't see or hear anyone.
Marcellus
Horatio doesn't believe it, he says
That this is just a game of imagination,
No matter what I say, the answer is one thing:
I have no faith in the terrible vision.
So let him keep watch
He is the castle with us this night,
When he sees the vision himself, with his own eyes,
Then, if he dares, let him speak to him.
Horatio
All this is nonsense, imagination, a dream.
Bernardo
There is no truth in our feet, let's sit down, friend Horace,
Otherwise you won't be able to stand on your feet.
From the horror we saw,
For the last two nights.
Horatio
I agree, let's sit down, tell Bernardo.
Bernardo
Last night a bright star
Moved a little west of the polar,
Just where it is burning now,
The bell rang when Marcellus and I
A ghost enters
Marcellus
Freeze, be silent, the vision is coming!
Bernardo
In appearance, exactly like a deceased king.
Marcellus
Horatio, since you are strong in sciences,
Stop and talk to him.
Bernardo
Well, isn't he the king? Take a closer look Horace.
Horatio
One on one, I am in fear and confusion.
Bernardo
Look, he's waiting to be spoken to.
Marcellus
Ask Horatio what he wants.
Horatio
Who are you who came here in the night,
Having illegally appropriated a proud appearance,
In which the king of Denmark walked,
While he was alive, he is now buried.
I conjure the sky, speak!
Marcellus. It's gone and doesn't want to answer.
Bernardo. So, Horatio? Tremble and turn pale.
Now I hope there is no more doubt
That this is not a game of imagination.
What do you think about this?
Horatio.
God is my witness, now I believe you,
Like I only believe in my own eyes.
Marcellus. Well, doesn't he look like a king?

Horatio.
How similar you are to yourself.
In this armor I was at the duel
With the arrogant Norwegian king.
And he frowned just like then,
When he grabbed the Poles from the sleigh
And in anger he threw them onto the bare ice.
It all seems very strange to me.
Marcellus.
He came twice at midnight,
Marching militantly in front of us.
Horatio.
I don't know what to think about this,
It seems to me that the ghost foreshadows
We're in for a lot of misfortune for the country.
Marcellus.
Well, old man, sit down, let the one say
Who knows what the night vigils are for?
Is this how they exhaust our poor people?
Why are they pouring guns, importing equipment,
They build ships both day and night,
Without distinguishing weekends from weekdays.
Who can explain this clearly?
Horatio.
I'll try to explain everything, taking into account the rumors,
Which crawl from ear to ear:
The king, whose image appeared to us,
In a duel he fought with Fortenbras -
The envious Norwegian king
And he defeated him. According to the agreement,
Sealed, as usual, with a seal,
Victorious, Hamlet,
He received all the lands of Fortenbras.
Everything was in accordance with the law:
And our king staked part of his possessions,
Which would go to the Norwegian,
Be the winner in this fight.
But Hamlet distinguished himself in the duel,
Puffy Fortinbras, having lost everything,
Both life and the lands he captured.
He left his heirs without inheritance.
Now hot, young Fortinbras
Collected for bread and food
Thugs waiting for adventure
To show your courage to the world.
The government understands these plans,
Desire with an armed hand,
And by agreement force a return,
Lost by old Fortinbras.
The danger increases hour by hour,
Hence the rush, vanity, anxiety
Suddenly swept the country.
Bernardo.
I think this is true.
It’s not for nothing that time after time during the hour of our watch
A prophetic image appears in armor,
So similar to our dead king
Which became the cause of these troubles.
Horatio.
This grain of sand stirs my soul.
Once upon a time in the glorious Roman state,
Just like that before Julius fell,
The graves were left without inhabitants,
Wandering at night, the dead screamed,
During the day the sun turned pale like a consumptive,
The stars flew with a fiery tail,
The dew on the leaves turned red like blood.
The star was sick due to the eclipse,
The one who pressed over the kingdom of Neptune,
It was as if the day of the Last Judgment was approaching.
Signs, like walkers,
They hastened to announce the future,
They warned us like a prologue
About the approach of future events.
Now earth and sky have told
To the country and citizens about the approach of evil
The Phantom returns.
But hush, look, it’s coming again!
I will boldly step in his way,
Even if he ruined me.
Stop the foggy vision!
(With his arms outstretched, he blocks the path of the Ghost (31).)
I ask you, try to raise your voice,
Make a sound, talk to me.
Ready to help accomplish a good deed,
May it benefit you
And if you are dedicated, tell me the secret
About the future misfortune of our fatherland,
So that we can prevent it.
Perhaps during your lifetime you hid in the ground
Treasures obtained by force,
Spirits often wander in their search.
The rooster crows
Talk about it. Stop, talk!
Stop him Marcellus!
Marcellus. Hit with a birdie?
Horatio. Hit him if he doesn't want to listen to us.
Bernardo. He is here!
Horatio. He is here.
The ghost leaves.
Marcellus.
Gone! I think we were wrong
When they threatened the ghost with violence.
After all, he is invulnerable to us, like air,
Having struck, we laugh at ourselves.
Bernardo.
He wanted to talk, but the rooster scared him away.
Horatio. He flinched when he heard his call.
Everyone says the morning trumpeter
With a dawn cry he wakes up the god of the day.
Frightened spirits disappear, hurry
Towards your borders and limits.
Now we have seen it all ourselves.
Marcellus.
The spirit melted at the crow of the rooster.
Others claim Christmas
The birds don't stop talking all night long,
Therefore, spirits do not dare to wander,
Planets do not spoil our destiny with evil
Fairies do not send damage to people,
Evil witchcraft loses its power
So blessed, that holy time.
Horatio.
I heard this and partly believe it.
See the dawn in a scarlet cloak,
walks through the dew of a high mountain.
It's time to report after finishing the watch
About what we saw tonight, to the prince
I swear that this spirit is mute to us,
When you meet him, he will immediately talk to him
If you agree, we will inform the prince
About the ghost, is this our duty?
Marcellus.
Let's do just that. Today
It's more convenient to see him in the morning. (Leaves.)

ACT1 SCENE 2
Pipes. Enter: Claudius, King of Denmark; Queen Gertrude, members of the Royal Council, Polonius and his son Laertes, Hamlet and others.
King.
Keeping in my soul the sadness of my brother's death,
We cannot forget common sense,
Let grief cover the entire state,
Frown into one brow.
Having humbled nature, with wise sadness
We continued to remember ourselves.
In great sorrow we did not forget joy,
One eye shed a tear, the other laughed,
Burying with joy, crying at the wedding,
Heiress of a warlike country,
Before the death of my husband, who was our sister,
With your consent, we called you wife.
You did not interfere with this
For this we are grateful to you.
Now about the main thing: young Fortinbras,
Having gained strength, having decided that by the death of his brother,
The country is weakened, dismembered,
Rulers have no virtues,
And they can’t stand up for the people,
He started bothering us with messages.
They demand that those lands be returned to him.
Which our brother obtained legally.
That's why we write to the king
Norway, he is Fortinbras's uncle,
Now broken by illness, motionless,
And he doesn’t know about his nephew’s affairs,
Let the young man, as the eldest, bring some sense.
Since Fortinbras his troops
From the subjects of Norway he collected,
Let him call him to order,
He will disband the troops and end the unrest.
So we send you Cornelius,
And you, reliable, faithful Voltiman
To Norway with greetings to the king.
The limits of your new powers
Described in detailed articles.
Farewell, the speed of your actions
It will prove to us that you can handle your duty.
Cornelius and Voltimand.
We will prove in this and other matters,
That, while fulfilling our duty, we will forget fear.
King.
Believe me, we have no doubt about this.
Farewell. We are looking forward to seeing you back.

Well, now tell me, Laertes,
Anything new? What is your request?
I would like to please you with a gift.
What do you want to ask me?
The mind serves the heart, and the hand serves the lips
No more willingly than I tell you:
To you and your father Laertes
There was no refusal of anything, and no.
What, Laertes, do you want from me?
Laertes.
O terrible lord of all Danes,
I gladly fulfilled my duty as a vassal,
Arriving at your coronation,
Now I want to return to France.
I beg your permission for this.
King.
How did your father respond to requests?
Polonium.
It was difficult to obtain the seal of consent.
He forced her with a persistent request,
I ask you to allow him to leave.
King.
Well, in good time, dispose of yourself,
Use life as you wish
To bring out the best of your virtues!
Well, now, nephew and my son
Hamlet.
I'm more than a nephew, but not a son
King. Is there still no break in the clouds above you?
Hamlet. Not so, my lord: blinded by the bright sun (44).
Queen.
Cast off the black color, like snow in the spring,
Look more kindly at the king.
You can’t spend your whole life looking down in pain,
Searching for my father's shadow in the dust.
There is only one destiny: born to die,
And let your soul go into eternity without fear.
Hamlet. Yes, madam, people know this.
Queen.
But if you know that our world is cruel,
How special does your rock seem?
Hamlet.
I wouldn't want to get into arguments with you -
It doesn't seem special, but it is!
And a dark cloak and black clothes,
And the wind of sighs and streams of tears,
And the sadness of the face, all the images of sadness,
All these garments of sorrow can be taken off,
A person can play all this,
There is a sadness in me that cannot be relieved.
King.
A pleasant, commendable trait,
You have fulfilled your filial duty.
But, after all, everything has its time, and its turn:
Grandfather lost his father, father lost his father
Everyone paid off the debt of sadness through mourning
So it was and so it will be until the end.
Why, stubbornly, continue mourning,
Persistence unworthy of a man,
Sin before God, and sin before the fathers
You understand all this yourself,
What's the point of endlessly explaining?
That everyone must relieve their pain.
After all, the noble feeling of love,
There should be enough in the hearts for parents,
Respecting nature exclaim
From the very first death to the last:
Everything is correct, everything is as it should be!
Leave endless sadness
And think of us as a father.
Let the world know that you are closest to the throne,
That I love you like my own father.
Well, now about the studies,
The desire to return to Wittenberg,
This is contrary to our desire.
We ask you to be a comfort to the eyes,
Like our first nephew and our son.
Queen.
Let your mother not waste her time,
For requests and pleas, stay with us,
Don't go to Wittenberg.
Hamlet. Ready to stay..
King.
The answer is wonderful, it is full of love,
He smiles at the heart like the sun,
Let’s drain the healthy cup, friends,
Let the cloud cannon speak
Counting toasts, and the sky will respond
Obediently, repeating the thunder of the earth.
Pipes. Everyone except Hamlet leaves.
Oh, if only my earthly flesh
Melted, melted into dew!
Oh, if only the law had not prohibited
The Almighty sin of suicide for us.
How hackneyed, flat and ethereal
I see everything that is happening in the world!
The garden is not well-kept, the seed dies in the arable land,
Thick weeds filled the fields.
Two months have passed, no, there won’t be two,
How the valiant king left us,
And the mourning in the palace was replaced by a feast,
To get to this point, oh my God!
Yes, Apollo is compared to a satyr,
Not as funny as uncle and father.
My father and mother loved so reverently,
What kept the winds from touching my face!
Earth and sky! Should I really
Do I keep remembering this?
How passionately she clung, hung like a dodder,
Not getting enough, she wanted new caresses.
Left, didn’t last thirty days,
Oh, I don't want to think about it.
Impermanence is a name for women!
The shoes are not yet worn out,
In which, crying, she followed her husband’s body
And, behold, oh my God! Mindless beast
I would be more sad... I got married
For an uncle who resembles a father,
No more than I do on Hercules.
The salt of lying tears in her swollen eyes
Before she dried up, she got married again.
Oh, evil haste. How quickly
The mother climbed into the bed of incest,
This cannot lead to good.
Break, my heart, because my duty is to remain silent!
Enter Horatio, Marcellus and Bernardo.
Horatio. Hello, my lord!
Hamlet.
Glad to see you... Horatio –
Or are my eyes lying to me?
Horatio. He is the prince, your servant forever!
Hamlet. And I am ready to be called by that name.
What brought you from Wittenberg?
Marcellus?
Marcellus. I am yours, my lord.
Hamlet. I am very glad to see you. (to Bernardo)
Good afternoon sir
What brought you to us from Wittenberg?
Horatio.
My desire is to waste my life idly.
Hamlet.
Your enemy wouldn't say that either.
Don't insult my ears with this lie,
From childhood we are not inclined to play dumb.
While business keeps you in Elsinore,
We will teach you how to drink very dashingly.
Horatio.
Came to bury the king.
Hamlet.
Horatio, there's no need to joke like that,
You came to the queen's wedding.
Horatio.
You're right, my lord, it was all too fast.
Hamlet.
Calculation, calculation. Leftovers after the funeral
They came in handy for tables at a wedding.
Soon I’m ready to see the enemy in paradise,
How to relive that difficult day again!
It seems to me that I see my father again!
Horatio. Where, my lord?
Hamlet. In my soul, my friend.
Horatio. I saw him in reality once.
He was a handsome, valiant king.
Hamlet.
He was a man - there is no one like him.
Orphaned: me and the white light.
Horatio. I think I saw him last night.
Hamlet. Who and where did you see, my friend?
Horatio. My lord, I saw your father.
Hamlet. Did I hear right, have you seen your father?
Horatio.
Curb your ardor and your surprise,
Listen to me tell you about the miracle,
Two officers will confirm the story.
Hamlet. Don't hesitate, for God's sake continue.
Horatio.
It's been two nights now, these gentlemen,
Marcellus, Bernardo, standing guard,
In the deep desert of black midnight
They looked like your father
The posture and face look like a warrior,
Armed from head to toe,
Chasing a step, he passes them by,
At a distance of the length of his rod.
Trembling as if turned to jelly
They didn't dare talk to him.
When they secretly revealed their secret to me,
I stood guard with them on the third night,
To help solve this mystery.
I confirm their story word for word:
At the appointed hour, a vision came to us.
I saw the king, it is very similar to him,
How similar the two hands are to each other.
Hamlet. Where was it?
Marcellus. On the site where our post stood...
Hamlet. Have you talked to him?
Horatio.
I called out to him, but he didn’t respond.
Once, it seemed, he shook his head,
As if he was going to answer me,
But then the rooster crowed, at the first cry
The vision disappeared, dissolved.
Hamlet
This is all very strange.
Horatio
Everything is as true as the fact that I live.
We considered it our duty to report this.
Hamlet.
All this, gentlemen, confused me.
Do you stand guard together at night?
Together. Yes, like yesterday, all three.
Hamlet. Are you saying he's armed?
All three. Armed, my lord.
Hamlet. And really, from head to toe?
All three. No doubt about it, from head to toe.
Hamlet. So you didn't see the face?
Horatio. No, we saw him lift his visor up.
Hamlet. Was he frowning?
Horatio.
He was rather sad.
Hamlet. Blush or pale?
Horatio.
Extremely pale.
Hamlet. How did he look at you?
Horatio.
Without looking up.
Hamlet. I wish I had been there.
Horatio. Oh, you would be amazed.
Hamlet.
Very possible, very possible.
How long did he stay by your side?
Horatio. They could count to one hundred without haste.
Marcellus and Bernardo.
No longer, longer.
Horatio. That time, no longer.
Hamlet. Was there any gray in the beard of the vision?
Horatio.
Your father had one like this
While he was alive, like a silver sable.
Hamlet.
I will go on guard with you this night.
Perhaps the ghost will come again.
Horatio. I guarantee that he will come.
Hamlet.
And if he appears in the guise of his father,
I'll talk to him and shut up
Neither hell nor people will force me.
And I will ask you to keep a secret,
How they kept it in their minds before,
Let the memory remember, and the tongue be silent.
And I will reward you for your love.
So, goodbye. Wait on the site
I'll come to you at twelve o'clock.
Everyone leaves except Hamlet.
My father's spirit is armed!
I suspect a sneaky intrigue.
Freeze your soul, be patient, night will come,
Spreading the earth, vile deeds
Will appear before our eyes.
(Leaves.)

ACT1 SCENE3
Enter Laertes and Ophelia, his sister.
Laertes.

All my luggage is already on the ship.
Friends, goodbye. And you sister,
Please don't sleep, let's go with a fair wind
A letter to me with news about yourself.
Ophelia. Do you have any reason to doubt this?
Laertes.
And consider Hamlet's favor
Gallantry, play of hot blood,
A violet glorifying spring,
Beautiful, early ripening, fragrant,
But a quickly fading flower.
Minute entertainment, no more.
Ophelia. No more?
Laertes.
Consider it no more. Nature
Not only an increase in body size, muscles,
But also the development of the soul and brain.
Maybe he loves you now
Desire is clean from dirt stains.
But remember his high rank,
I have no control over myself since the day I was born,
Will not make a decision without advisers,
He won’t cut the tasty morsel himself.
The interests of the state dictate
Whose head he will be
Therefore, at least the words are sincere,
When he says he loves you
His freedom was limited by his rank,
The circle of influential Danes decides,
He does what others say.
Think about name and honor
Their gullibility will harm them
Don't open your ears to songs - oaths,
This is how you can lose honor and heart.
Keep your chastity
From hobbies, ardent harassment,
Run to the rear from the shots of desires,
Save yourself from slander and slander.
Damage is dangerous for the firstborn of spring,
The worm loves an unopened bud.
Be careful, fear protects
Inexperienced youth from temptations,
When she rebels and seeks death
Without outside instigation.
Ophelia.
My brother, I will give these instructions
Guarding the heart, but also you yourself
Don't act like the wicked shepherd
Walking along the road of pleasures,
To others to heaven, offering a way
Thorny, full of pain and hardship.
Laertes.
Don't worry about it, it's not like that.
Father is coming. It's time, enough words.
Polonius enters (58).
Father's blessing is grace,
I'm lucky, I'll get a double.

Polonium.

You are here, Laertes! Hurry up to the ship!
The wind settled on the shoulders of the sails.
Take the blessing again,
And write down my words in memory:
Don’t talk about plans, measure seven times,
To then decisively cut it off.
Strengthen tried and tested friends to your soul
With chains and steel hoops,
But the first person you meet is not a callous on your hands,
Don't waste any time or effort on them.
Beware of interfering in a quarrel
But if you get in, then fight to the end,
So that your opponents are afraid of you.
Listen to everyone yourself, but answer not many,
Keep your judgments to yourself.
Buy clothes according to your wallet,
But without quirks, rich, but not lush.
They meet you by their clothes, you need taste,
In France, the nobility need it twice.
Don't borrow or lend,
When you lend, you often lose a friend,
And money with it. When you borrow
You lose your sense of thrift.
But here's the main thing: be faithful
Always and everywhere to yourself,
Then they will understand how night follows day,
So you follow your friend into fire and water...
Now goodbye. My blessing
What I said will help you mature.
Laertes.
Let me say goodbye with humility.
Polonium.
Time is running out, the servants are waiting, go.
Laertes.
Goodbye sister and remember what you said
Ophelia
I locked it in my heart, I give you the key.
Laertes. Farewell. (Leaves.)
Polonium. What, Ophelia, was he talking to you about? (60)
Ophelia. About Prince Hamlet.
Polonium.
For this he deserves praise.
They told me that you are too generous
They gave Prince Hamlet a date,
You have been seen alone more than once.
So I have to tell you
How to behave with him
To preserve your maiden honor.
What happened between you? Speak!
Ophelia.
He talked to me about feelings many times.
Polonium.
Oh, feelings? Nonsense! Yes, you are still a girl!
You have no experience in such matters.
Do you believe his love vows?
Ophelia. I don't know what to think.
Polonium
I will teach. You're still a child
Taking the words at face value,
They didn’t understand that there was no real one.
How the fake ones lack weight,
So there is no truth in false assurances.
This is where the pun comes from:
All promises in words are for fools.
Now I will summarize my advice:
Value yourself more in the future.
Ophelia. He was persistent, polite and courteous.
Polonium. Well, it would be better to say that he is truthful.
But keep going, keep going.
Ophelia. He assured the words with holy oaths.

Polonium.

Then consider them, my daughter, empty -
Snares for the birds when the blood burns
The soul is generous with vows about love!
Don't mistake flashes for fire
They contain much more light than heat,
They burn, instantly and to the ground.
From now on, be stingier on dates,
Don't agree to his pleas
Let him give the order to enter into negotiations.
Don't believe the oaths. In a wicked matter
They are dishonest intercessors.
Oaths and vows help them
Girls are quicker and easier to deceive.
And in conclusion, simply put,
I demand: don't waste your time,
Don't come close to the fatal line
Giving an extra reason for slander.
I order you not to meet with the prince.
Do you understand everything? Now go to your place!
Ophelia. I obey you, my lord. (Leaves.)

ACT1 SCENE4
Enter Hamlet, Horatio and Marcellus.
Hamlet. It's freezing. The wind pierced through.
Goatio. Yes, the wind is really harsh today.
Hamlet. What time is it now?
Horatio. Almost twelve.
Marcellus. It's already struck.
Horatio.
Really? I did not hear.
Know that the hour is near when the ghost comes.
Trumpets and cannon shots (65).
What does this mean, prince?
Hamlet.
The king does not sleep, walks, drinks from a cup,
And the noisy dance swirls wildly,
when the king empties the cups,
And trumpets and timpani proclaim
About what a healthy toast says.
Horatio.
Is this a custom?
Hamlet.
Yes, my friend, custom,
I was born here, but to violate it
More pleasant and useful than watching.
Both West and East blaspheme the Danes
All nations are condemned for drunkenness
And they dirty you with pig nicknames.
It stains glorious deeds,
And spoils the good opinion of us.
This often happens to people,
Thanks to the vicious spot,
Of which these people are not guilty, -
Well, for example, an ignorant birth,
After all, you can’t choose your origin,
An intolerable character trait
Which clouds our minds,
And just a bad habit
They will spoil a pleasant impression,
About manners, honor and intelligence.
Let their virtues be pure,
And the grace is so endless
How much can a person have -
One flaw, a small particle of evil
Capable of creating doubts.
Disgrace a person forever.
The Phantom enters.
Horatio. My lord, look, it seems to be coming!

I ask for your protection, angels!
Spirit of grace, or damned demon,
Do you bring the radiance of heaven, or hell,
The plan is cunning or full of mercy
I'll ask a question, I'll talk to you.
You are my father, the king of the Danes,
That's what I'll call you.
Oh answer, don't let me die
I may die from ignorance!
Inveterate in the church you were buried
Why did the remains tear the shroud?
And why did your crypt spew you out,
By opening your heavy arms?
What does a corpse clad in armor mean?
Why does he wander under the moon at night?
We are just dolls, puppeteer nature,
Soul and thought cannot comprehend,
Understand the reasons for your appearance.
Say why? Who are you? What should we do?
The ghost beckons Hamlet
Horatio. He wants to be alone with you.
Marcellus.
Look how kindly he invites,
Follow you, but don't go with him.
Horatio.
Take your time, prince! Stay tuned.
Hamlet. Since he’s silent here, I’ll follow him.
Horatio. Stop, don't walk, prince.
Hamlet.
I value life no more than a pin,
My soul is immortal, just like him.
What to be afraid of? I'm putting my life on the line!
Horatio.
What if he lures you into the abyss,
Or on a rock hanging over the sea,
And then it will take on such a terrible form,
Why will you lose your mind? This place
Capable of imagining
Your brain will explode from looking down at the sea,
When he hears how it roars from the abyss.
Hamlet. Calling again. Go, I'll follow you!
Marcellus. I won't let you in, my lord.
Hamlet. Hands off!
Horatio. Come to your senses, my prince, stay with us.
Hamlet.
My destiny calls and informs
Character and muscles are the strength of a lion.
He is still calling, please let me in!
I swear that I will turn anyone into a ghost,
Who will stand in my way?
Go away! Go! I'm after you!
The Ghost and Hamlet leave.
Horatio
He's excited
Marcellus. Let's follow him.
Horatio. Let's go to. Where will this all lead?
Marcellus. All is not well in the Danish state.
Horatio. May heaven protect him.
Marcellus. Let's follow Hamlet.
They leave.
Enter the Ghost and Hamlet (73).

ACT1 SCENE5
Hamlet.
Where are you taking me? Speak here.
Otherwise I won’t move a step.
Ghost. Listen to me.
Hamlet. I'm ready.
Ghost.
The time is coming when I will have to
Surrender yourself to the power of fire in hell.
Hamlet. Unhappy spirit!
Ghost.
I'm not waiting for pity, listen to what I'll open.
Hamlet. I'm listening, don't hesitate, speak.
Ghost. I hope that you will take revenge without delay,
When you find out.
Hamlet. What?
Ghost.

I'm a spirit, I'm your father's ghost
I am destined to wander in the darkness at night,
And during the day go to hell to suffer,
Burn in the fire until they burn out,
All the crimes committed by me,
All the vile things he did during his life.
If it weren't for the ban, I would reveal secrets
My dungeon and told the story,
Which would turn my soul upside down,
It froze the blood, and ripped it out of its orbits,
Made my eyes fly like stars
And every hair stands on end.
Like the quills of a porcupine in anger.
But I cannot divulge that
What eternity has hidden from ears of flesh.
But listen, listen! If you loved
Whenever the father...
…
Hamlet. Oh my God! God!
Ghost.
Then take revenge for the heinous murder,
Contrary to nature and mind.
Hamlet. Murder?
Ghost.
The most disgusting thing, like any murder,
But this is worse and more vile than anything.
Hamlet.
Let me know quickly so that I'm on wings
Like quick thoughts, I flew to revenge.
Ghost.
I see that you are determined and brave,
But even if you were as sluggish as fat chaff,
Rotting idly on the banks of Lethe,
And even then I could not be indifferent,
Hearing my story about the crime.
When I died, they spread a rumor
That I fell asleep in the garden and was stung
A snake. All of Denmark was deceived
The most disgusting lie about the cause of death.
But know, my noble son, that the serpent
The one who stung me fatally in the garden,
Now he wears my crown proudly.
Hamlet.
Oh, how perspicacious is my soul!
Is it really your uncle who is the killer?
Ghost.
Yes.
Incest and adulterer,
Animal, lustful traitor
The deceit of the wicked mind,
Strengthened by unholy gifts,
Those who know how to seduce women,
He managed to persuade my wife to marry.
How the queen's virtue has fallen!
Forgetting love worthy of vows,
Which I gave her at the wedding,
I entered the path of sin with nothingness.
Offended by nature since birth
My brother could not equal me in anything,
Closing her eyes, she contacted him!
No matter how hard you try, voluptuousness cannot
Make virtue sin
And lust is in the arms of an angel,
Being fed up, one cannot be faithful.
But I feel the dawn breeze,
Well, I'll be brief, morning is coming:
When I was sleeping peacefully in my garden,
Half a day's rest was my habit,
Uncle took advantage of this hour,
Snuck in with the sap of the yew tree
And a terrible poison was poured into the porticoes of the ears,
Which is so hostile to our blood,
It’s as if mercury has spilled through the ducts,
Curling it like vinegar milk.
Instantly the blood turned into cottage cheese,
And the scabs on the body are like the bark of trees,
Covered with a disgusting crust.
So, sleeping, was deprived by the hand of his brother
I am life, queen and crown,
So he was sent to hell without preparation,
Without begging forgiveness for sins,
Without communion, not anointed with myrrh,
Oh horror, horror! Be strong, my son,
Punish the villain without hesitation
Don't let the Danish kings bed
Serve incest and fornication!
At the same time, do not stain your mind and soul -
Don’t wish your mother harm even in your thoughts,
Entrust her to the holy cares of heaven,
Let your conscience prick your chest and sting your heart.
Now goodbye, the firefly is fading,
The darkness is thinning, the moment of dawn is getting closer
Farewell, farewell, and remember me.
Goodbye, goodbye, goodbye!
(Leaves.)
Hamlet.
O army of heaven! Earth and hell!
Who else should I invite? Ugh! Hush, heart!
Don’t make your muscles look old, keep your waist straight.
Yes, good ghost, my head is in confusion,
But it holds the memory of you.
Forget you? I'll quickly erase all my thoughts,
I will forget the sayings from the books,
Recorded by me since my birthday
I will cross out all the observations of life,
I'll hide your order in the depths of my brain,
One order not mixed with anything.
It will be so, I swear to you by heaven!
Oh, most treacherous of women!
Damn you, smiling scoundrel!
I will embed it in your memory: you can smile,
Remain a scoundrel with a smile.
This is possible in our Denmark.
I, uncle, captured you in memory,
Now there is only one motto: “Farewell, goodbye!”
And remember me!” I swear to you this.
Horatio and Marcellus (offstage):
"My lord! My lord!"
Enter Horatio and Marcellus.
Marcellus.
Prince Hamlet!
Horatio.
Heaven help!
Hamlet.
Let it be so
Marcellus.
Illo, ho-ho, my lord!

Hamlet. Illo, ho-ho! Here, my good fellow!
Marcellus. Well, what do you tell us now, my lord?
Horatio. What new has happened to you, prince?
Hamlet. Oh, miracles!
Horatio. Oh, good prince, tell me without delay.
Hamlet. No, I can’t, share with others.
Horatio. I swear I won't say a word, my lord!
Marcellus. Me too, I’ll be dumb as a fish.
Hamlet. Well, what do you say about this now?
Could your heart think about this?
I hope you will remain silent?
Horatio. |
) We swear to heaven, prince.
Marcellus. |
Hamlet.
There is no such scoundrel in Denmark,
Which would not be a rogue.
Horatio. You don't need a ghost to say this.
Hamlet.
You are right here. So, without further ado,
I think we'll shake hands
And everyone will go their separate ways,
Everyone has a business and desires,
It's time for me, poor man, to go pray.
Horatio
But it's a whirlwind of incoherent words, my lord.
Hamlet.
I'm really sorry for offending you,
Believe me, I'm sorry from the bottom of my heart.
Horatio. We have no grudges, but you, my lord.
Hamlet.
I swear to Patrick, there is resentment
The resentment, Horatio, is great.
And this ghost is an honest vision,
Let me assure you of this.
The desire to know our conversation,
Somehow you will calm down in your soul.
And lastly, good friends,
After all, you are friends, scientists, soldiers -
Please fulfill a small request.
Horatio. Will you explain what it is, my lord?
Hamlet.
Don't talk about what happened last night.
Horatio. |
) We will shut our mouths, my lord.
Marcellus. |
Hamlet. I ask you to swear.
Horatio. I swear, my lord, I will be dumb as a fish.
Marcellus. I won't say a word, I swear.
Hamlet. Swear on the sword.
Marcellus. But we already swore, my lord.
Hamlet. Here is the sword, swear, on the sword.
Ghost (under stage) Swear!
Hamlet
And, here he is! Are you here? Do you agree with me?
You hear what he's saying:
Swear it.
Horatio.
Explain what to swear to.
Hamlet.
To remain silent about what you saw here -
Swear on the sword.
Ghost (under the stage). Swear!
Hamlet. Hic et ubique?
Then we will move to another place.
Here, to me, place your hands on the sword,
Now swear on my sword
What will you never say about
What we heard and saw
Ghost (under the stage). Swear!
Hamlet.
Well said, my old mole!
A passage dug underground so quickly?
Worthy sapper! And now friends
Let's go to another place again.
Horatio. Oh, day and night, this is all very strange!
Hamlet.
Greet him as a stranger.
Horatio, there are things in heaven
Which philosophers never dreamed of.
You swore to me, swear again,
And may God's mercy protect you,
That, no matter how strange I behaved,
Whims, changing behavior,
Swear to me that in these moments you
You won’t say, folding your hands like this,
Shaking your head like this: “yes, yes, we know”
"we could, whenever we wanted"
“Oh, if only we could say”
“there are people, they just need permission”
And various hints from others
Show everyone that my secret is known,
And that you can open it;
And may God's grace help,
And God's mercy in difficult times
Don't do this - swear on the sword!
Ghost (offstage). Swear!
Hamlet.
Troubled spirit, shut up, calm down!
So, friends, I entrust myself to you.
All that poor Hamlet can do
To prove your love and friendship,
Everything will be done if God wants.
Let's go to the castle together, don't forget
Always keep your finger on your lips.
The age is distorted, my sad lot,
It's my curse to straighten him out!
Now it's time, friends, let's go together.
They leave.
Enter Polonius and Reynaldo

ACT 2 SCENE 1
Polonium.
Give him the letter and money to Reynaldo.
Reynaldo. I will do so upon arrival, my lord.
Polonium.
Act wisely, my Reynaldo
Before meeting, I made inquiries about him.
Reynaldo. My lord, that's what I was thinking of doing!
Polonium.
Excellent, damn it, well said.
Ask carefully first
Which Danes are in Paris?
Find out in a roundabout way
Who lives where, with whom is he friends, how much does he spend,
And to those who know the son, come
And pretend you don't know well
His. Say for example: "I know
His father, friends, and himself
It seems to me that I saw it somewhere by accident.
Do you understand me Reynaldo?

Reynaldo.

I understand you perfectly, my lord.
Polonium.
"And - you can add - I know poorly,
But if he is the one, then he is a fighter,
Gambler, reveler and lover of whores,
Make any false accusations,
But do not tarnish your honor with slander.
Tell me about the sins of dissolute, violent
Coming from a young, free life
Reynaldo. Well, for example, playing for money?
Polonium. Yes, and that he drinks wine and fences,
Pugnacious, loving, foul-mouthed,
All this can be said about him.
Reynaldo. My lord, but this will tarnish his honor.
Polonium. Take my word for it, not at all.
You can mitigate all charges.
Do not slander, accusing him of debauchery,
That's not what I meant at all
Tell me about mistakes carefully
How about the vices of too free a life,
About bright flashes of a fiery soul,
Spring unbridled blood,
Which is typical for anyone in their youth.
Reynaldo. But, my good lord...
Polonium. Do you want to know why to do all this?
Reynaldo. Yes, my lord, I would like to know everything.
Polonium.
Damn you, sir, I firmly believe
Which suggested a completely legal way.
Slightly tarnishing the honor of my son,
How dust dirty objects when finishing,
Listen carefully to that
Who are you talking to, I assure you,
That he will interrupt you with these words:
"my good sir" or "friend" or "gentleman"
A common address for the country...
Reynaldo. Great, I understand you, my lord.
Polonium. Then he will do this...
What did I want to say? I swear by the mass
Wanted to say. Where did you stop?
Reynaldo.
“He will interrupt you with the words friend, or
Gentleman, or something like that.”
Polonium.
"will interrupt the speech as follows"?
Hell yes! He will interrupt you with the words:
“I know a gentleman. I saw the other day
As you said, he was playing for money."
Or “I found him drinking wine there with friends,”
Ile “quarreled while playing tennis with a friend,”
Ile “saw entering a brothel”
Or something else like that.
Judge for yourself: the bait of lies
A wise man can easily catch the carp of truth.
We, the wise, let the ball go around,
By a crooked path we come straight to the goal.
So, following my advice
Get information about your son.
I hope you understand me?
Reynaldo. My lord, great.
Polonium. May God protect you. Good health to you.
Reynaldo. Milord, thank you!
Polonium. Observe their temperament on the sly.
Reynaldo. I will do everything, my lord.
Polonium. Let him not give up his studies in music.
Reynaldo. I'll tell you everything, my lord.
Polonium. Farewell.
Reynaldo leaves. Ophelia enters.
Ophelia, did something happen?
Ophelia. My lord, my lord! I was very scared!
Polonium. What, God have mercy?
Ophelia.
My lord, when I was sewing in the upper room,
The prince appeared in an unbuttoned doublet,
Without a hat, as pale as his shirt,
Stockings came down, stained, without garters,
My knees were knocking against each other,
The look was so pitiful, as if he
I escaped from hell to tell
About horrors and torments in the underworld.
Polonium. Has he gone crazy from love for you?
Ophelia. My Lord, I don’t know, but I’m afraid so.
Polonium. What did he say?
Ophelia.
First he took one hand by the wrist,
Looking into my eyes, he took a step back,
Holding your other hand above your eyes
As if I was going to draw,
I stood, looked and suddenly sighed, so heavily
As if his last breath was
Then he let go of my hand,
Without eyes, having found the way, he walked out the door
Their light is constantly directing towards
Me.
Polonium.
Hurry with me, we will find the king.
All this frenzy of love,
Which, raging, destroys itself,
Pushes you to do crazy things
This is how any
existing passion under the sky.
I am very sorry that this happened to the prince.
Perhaps you were too harsh?
Ophelia.
No, my lord. But following the order,
These days I haven’t even taken letters,
And she didn’t accept him herself.
Polonium.
This made him mad. It's a pity.
It was in vain that I judged him so harshly.
I thought he was playing with you
What can ruin you is a joke.
It was in vain to suspect him so.
I swear to heaven, at my age,
In doubt we reach over the edge,
But in youth everyone is rarely careful.
Let's go to the king. We'll let you know everything.
After all, if we keep it all a secret,
The consequences may be sad,
Let's go quickly and talk about love.
They're leaving

ACT2 SCENE 2
Pipes. Enter the King, Queen, Rosencrantz, Guildenstern and retinue.

King.
Hello, Rosencrantz and Guildenstern.
I really wanted to see you
Moreover, there is a need for your services,
That's why I called you so quickly.
Have you heard that Hamlet has become different?
Both internally and externally he has changed.
What influenced him so much?
Perhaps my father's death broke my brain,
I can't think of anything else.
You were close to him from an early age,
Please stay a while
Here in the palace, and entertain Hamlet.
If necessary, quietly find out
Doesn't something like that torment you?
What is completely unknown to us
And having become famous, he can help us
Find the right medicine for the prince.
Queen.
He told us about you many times.
I am convinced that there are no other people
To which he was also disposed.
Please do us a favor,
Spend time having fun with him
And try to help us in trouble,
For this we will reward you royally.
Rosencrantz.
You, both by virtue of royal power,
They could not ask, but order.
Guildenstern.
We, to both of you, give ourselves,
And at the same time, all our services.
Diligently awaiting orders,
We place them at your feet.
King. Thank you, Rosencrantz and Guildenstern.
Queen.
Thank you, Guildenstern and Rosencrantz.
Please, do not hesitate to visit your son,
Which changed so suddenly.
Go, you will now be escorted to the prince.
Guildenstern.
May heaven bless us
They will help him be useful!
Queen. Amen!
Rosencrantz, Guildenstern and several people from the retinue leave. Polonius enters.
Polonium. My good lord,
Ambassadors returned from Norway
With good news for us.
King. You have always been the father of good news.
Polonium.
Is this really so, my lord?
Believe that my soul and duty
They belong only to the king and God.
I don't think my brain is capable of
Hunt secrets like game,
But he was able to reveal the secret of the prince’s illness,
The source of Hamlet's madness has been found.
King. Oh, talk about it! I'm eager to hear.
Polonium.
I advise, my lord, to start with the ambassadors.
Let's save my report for dessert,
Empty, like fruit, it will complete our feast.
King. Then go and bring the ambassadors.
Polonius leaves.
He promised me, dear Gertrude
Tell us about our son's illness -
Discover the cause and source of troubles.
Queen.
I will reveal them all to you until the end:
A hasty marriage with you and the death of your father.
King. We will see them after testing it.
Enter Polonius, Voltimand and Cornelius.
Hello my friends! Tell me, Voltimand,
What did they bring from the King of Norway?
Voltimand.
His heartfelt response
To your written wishes.
After the first words, he sent an order
Nephew to interrupt the recruitment of troops,
Which, he believed, was against Poland,
In fact, the plan was against you.
His old age and illness
Were used to deceive
Regretting that, he sent orders,
Which Fortenbras obeyed
And before my uncle he made a vow
Do not raise weapons against you.
King of Norway sign of reconciliation
He was assigned an annual income
Three thousand crowns and ordered the soldiers,
They recruited them to send against Poland.
The letter asks you to let the troops through,
Those going to this enterprise,
Conditions of free passage
And the safety of residents at the same time
Set out in more detail in the letter.
King.
We like it, the moment is convenient
For reflection, we will read the letter,
Then we will give the answer. Thank you
For your hard work. Now go
And take a break from the road at home,
And in the evening we will feast together.
Welcome home!
Voltimand and Cornelius leave.
Polonium.
Well, this matter ended happily.
My lord, lady, I could
Talk about royal power
About duty, about the fact that a day is a day,
Night is night, and time is time, which, in fact,
I would be wasting my day, my night, my time.
Hence, brevity is the soul of the mind,
Verbosity - body and embellishment,
So I will be very brief.
Your noble son is mad,
Which means he's gone crazy
Isn't he truly insane?
Whose head is left crazy?
But that's not what we're talking about.
Queen.
More business, less decoration.
Polonium.
I swear, lady, the speech is artless.
After all, the truth is that he has gone crazy,
And it's really a pity, and it's a pity that it's true,
Stupid turn! I'll break up with him
Let the word be short, without embellishment.
Now let's try to find the reason
The effect, or more precisely, the defect,
Since our effect is clearly defective.
Having put everything together, let’s summarize:
I have a daughter, she is like my daughter -
I want a daughter while she is mine, who
Out of a sense of duty and obedience
She gave me this. Listen, judge.
"To the heavenly maiden, the idol of the soul,
To the most beautiful Ophelia" poems
Dry, too artless.
Most beautiful is a bad expression,
It sounds with a hint of vulgarity.
Well, now you’ll hear no better:
"To be worn on a white, virgin breast"
I won’t read it, continue in the same spirit.
Queen. Did you get all this from Hamlet?
Polonium.
Oh, lady, be patient a little,
I'll tell you everything exactly:
Don't believe that fire looks like a star,
Don't believe that the truth is not a lie,
Don't believe in the movement of the sun and rays,
Just don’t doubt my love.
Ophelia, don't consider it a sin
The fact that I have poor command of poetry.
Art poetic dimensions
I am not given the power to turn it into sighs,
But that shouldn't diminish your faith.
That I love you deeply and for a long time.
Yours forever, dearest, farewell.
Below I see the prince's signature: Hamlet.
All this, having proven his humility,
My daughter gave it to me, hiding her tears,
In addition, she talked about confessions,
In which the prince explained his love.
King.
How did she accept his love?
Polonium. What can you say about me?
King. You are a truthful and respectable person.
Polonium.
I would be glad to be exactly like that.
But what would you decide if I
Watching hot love
I noticed her a lot earlier, after all.
What my daughter told me all about her,
What would you and the lady think?
When would I start passing notes?
Made my heart go blind, made it numb,
Looking at this feeling indifferently,
What do you think? But I'm down for it
I took it straight, I told her this:
“Our Hamlet is a prince, he is not your star”
And he ordered the door to be locked with a key,
Don't let him in, don't take gifts.
She listened to my advice
And Hamlet fell into depression, stopped eating,
I forgot about the dream, the prince’s mind became clouded,
He fell into madness, now it
Owns it and crushes us.
King. Do you think this is the only issue?
Queen. Perhaps, even very likely.
Polonium.
Has it ever happened otherwise?
Than what I said: Is this so?
King. I don't remember.
Polonium.
Then, my lord, take up the sword
And you can cut off my head
Unless it all turns out differently.
As long as my luck is true, my friend,
I will find the truth underground.
King. How can we look deeper into this matter?
Polonium.
He sometimes goes for four hours straight
Walking here in the front hall.

Queen.
This is true.
Polonium.
At such a moment we will set up an ambush here,
And I will send my daughter to him.
We will hide behind Arr carpets
And we will observe this meeting;
And if he didn’t go crazy from love,
Then I won't be your helper,
Will I become a farmer, or will I take up
By delivery.
King.
Let's do as you just said.
Well, let's try it.

Hamlet enters reading a book.
Queen. The prince with the book, poor thing, how sad.
Polonium.
Go away, I beg you, go away.
I'll get to it immediately
Please leave me alone.
The king and queen leave.

How are you, my good prince?
Hamlet. Thank God, good.
Polonium.
You know me, my lord, I hope?
Hamlet. Great, I know. You are a fishmonger.
Polonium. You are wrong, my lord!
Hamlet.
Then I wish to be just as honest.
Polonium. Did you tell me honest?
Hamlet.
Yes, sir. To be honest nowadays
The solution is one in ten thousand.
Polonium. What you said was very true, my lord.
Hamlet.
With a beam, caressing a dead dog,
God the sun only multiplies the worms in her.
Do you have a daughter?
Polonium. Yes, my lord.
Hamlet.
Don't let me go for a walk in the sun
Conception is not always blessed
Especially for your daughter.
Look at both, buddy.
Polonius (aside).
Here, again, I returned to my daughter.
However, out of madness, at first
He called me a fishmonger.
He's come a long way. Tell the truth
When I loved passionately in my youth -
I was in almost the same condition.
I'll talk to him again. My lord
What are you reading?
Hamlet. Words words words.
Polonium.
Tell me in more detail, what is their essence?
Hamlet. How deep they intend to dig,
They can be turned this way and that way.
Polonium.
I want to ask you about the content
what you are reading, my lord.
Hamlet.
Everything is slander, the satirist claims,
That old people have gray beards,
In the wrinkles of the face, glue oozes from the eyes
Resin is flowing, the brain has left the mind,
My thighs are weak, I believe everything,
However, I think it’s indecent
Write about it. you would become old
Exactly the same as I am today,
If only they would retreat back like a cancer.
Polonium.
There is a system to this madness
Shouldn't you get away from the draft?
Hamlet. To the grave?
Polonius (aside).
But really, get out of the draft!
How correct his answers are sometimes!
Madness often takes aim,
Which common sense does not control.
Let him stay, I'll leave now
And I’ll arrange a meeting for him and his daughter.
Honorable Prince, I beg you
Give permission to leave urgently.
Hamlet.
I can't give you anything, sir,
What would I be more willing to part with now:
Except my life, my life,
of my life.
{119}.
Polonium. I wish you good health, my dear prince.
Hamlet. Oh, you annoying old fool!

Polonium. Are you looking for Prince Hamlet?
Here he is.
Rosencrantz. May God reward you, sir!
Polonius leaves.
Guildenstern. Honorable Prince!
Rosencrantz. Dear Prince!
Hamlet. Glad to see my friends in good health!
Well, how are you doing, Guildenstern?
Ah, Rosencrantz How are you both living?
Rosencrantz. We live like everyone else, not standing out at all.
Guildenstern.
We are happy just because we exist
We are not the top of Fortune's cap (120).
Hamlet. But not the soles of shoes, are they?
Rosencrantz. Neither this nor that, my dear milord.
Hamlet.
So that means you are on the belt of fortune,
At the zenith of her favors you bloom.
Guildenstern. I swear we're regulars there.
Hamlet. Isn't it the secret parts of Fortune?
It's true; that she is a slut.
What's new?
Rosencrantz.
Only one thing has changed, the world has become honest.
Hamlet.
It turns out that the Last Day of Judgment is near.
But you were wrong, the news is not true.
Let me ask you in more detail.
What offense have you committed against fortune?
Why did you end up here in prison?
Guildenstern. To prison, my lord?
Hamlet. Yes, Denmark is a prison.
Rosencrantz. Then, my lord, the whole world is one prison.
Hamlet.
Reliable - from cells, dungeons,
Among which Denmark is the worst.
Rosencrantz. We don't think so, my lord.
Hamlet.
Then, for you, our world is not a prison.
There are neither good nor bad things
All these are our thoughts, moods,
I think Denmark is a prison.
Rosencrantz.
The world cannot accommodate your ambition,
It's too small for such a soul
That's why it seems like a dungeon to you.
Hamlet.
I'm even in a nutshell
I would consider him the ruler of the universe,
If only I didn't have bad dreams.
Guildenstern.
They are the basis of ambition -
After all, the essence of an ambitious man is his dreams.
Hamlet. But sleep itself is only a shadow.
Rosencrantz.
Agree. My opinion: ambition
Created by the substance of air,
Only because it is only a shadow of a shadow.
Hamlet.
Then only the beggars are real among us,
Monarchs and great heroes
Just shadows - the flesh of these beggars.
Shouldn't we all go to the courtyard?
I can no longer reason.
Rosencrantz. |
) We are ready to serve you every moment.
Guildenstern. |
Hamlet.
I don't need this. Don't want
I will compare you with my servants
To be honest, they are lazy -
They serve me very poorly, I should kick them out.
Well, now, tell me in a friendly way,
What are you doing here, in Elsinore?
Rosencrantz.
Well, there is only one goal - to see you, my lord.
Hamlet.
The beggar's gratitude is poor.
And yet I thank you,
At least gratitude is worth less than a penny.
Have they sent for you? Or you
Did you come to me, friends, without coercion?
Are you with me now of your own free will?
Answer me honestly, don’t lie.
Guildenstern. What should we say, my lord?
Hamlet.
Whatever you want, the main thing is to the point.
I see from your looks that they sent,
You don't have the skill to lie.
Did the king and queen call you?
Rosencrantz. Why, my lord?
Hamlet.
This is what you should say.
But I conjure you with the rights of friendship,
And the eternal indestructibility of love,
And to everything that is even dearer to the heart -
Tell me frankly: Yes or no?
Rosencrantz (quietly to Guildenstern (124)). What shall we say?
Hamlet (aside).
Now you are in my sights. (Loud.)
If it's dear to you, don't hide anything.
Guildenstern. My lord, they have sent for us.
Hamlet.

Do you want me to tell you why?
Having prevented the secret from being exposed,
Which you promised to keep
Both the king and the queen.
Lately I've lost my cheerfulness
I abandoned my usual activities,
It’s so hard for the soul that it’s barren
The earth began to seem to me,
And the dome of the sky is a majestic vault,
Decorated with golden lights,
It seems to me like a collection of vapors,
Evil and smelly.
How wonderfully created is man!
How noble in mind and heart.
How generously God has endowed him with talent,
And become worthy of admiration!
An angel in action, God in mind!
He is a model for all living things!
But for me his essence is vile dust,
Neither ladies nor men please
But, judging by your smiles, you are something
You want to say.
Rosencrantz. And there is no such desire in my thoughts.
Hamlet.
Why did you smile?
When he said that the man
not happy.
Rosencrantz.
The thought flashed that it would be meager
The reception that awaits the actors here.
We met them today on the way,
They want to offer you services.
Hamlet.
The one who plays the king in the play
You will be a welcome guest with me.
Here the brave knight will use his sword,
Lovers will not love in vain,
A funny comedian will make the laughing ones laugh,
And a melancholic person will calm sadness.
Let's let the beauty pour out her feelings,
Until the blank verse limps.
Who are these actors?
Rosencrantz.
Just the same ones that used to be
They brought you joy with their play,
The route is from the capital.
Hamlet.
Why did you leave your favorite place?
There is more fame and income in the capital.
Rosencrantz.
I think there is a ban on playing in the capital
It was the result of the latest trends.
Hamlet.
But their reputation is still the same
What was it like in the capital? Any success?
Rosencrantz. No, far from it.
Hamlet.
And what happened? Maybe they're rusty?
Rosencrantz.
They are trying, diligent, as before,
But a brood of children appeared,
Young, noisy falcons,
Whose voices are both purer and more sonorous.
They get all the applause
They are in fashion today because
Old theaters are being attacked
Therefore those who walk with swords,
Avoid goose feathers for fear
Go there.
Hamlet.
How, are these children? Who maintains them?
How are they paid? When the voice disappears
How will they practice their craft?
Aren't those doing evil today?
Who set them against the older actors?
They themselves will soon grow up.
Rosencrantz.
In truth, everyone is guilty
Both old and new were noisy.
Playing actors off against each other
In our country they don’t consider it a sin,
It happened that the public did not pay them
Money until the actors beat the author.
Hamlet. Can't be?
Guildenstern. Oh, their heads have been washed more than once!
Hamlet. Well, do the young offend the old?
Rosencrantz.
Yes, Prince, and including Hercules
Hamlet.
Not surprising. As soon as uncle
The Danish throne sat on those who gave him
He made grimaces, they paid for a portrait
Twenty, thirty, fifty ducats.
Here, mysticism, there is room for thought,
It's time for philosophers to get busy!
Pipes behind the stage.
Guildenstern. The actors arrived.
Hamlet.
Come in, glad to see you in Elsinore!
Let's get hands on, etiquette and sociality
They prevent you from showing cordiality.
Let me treat you like friends
Then I can be more kind to you,
Than with alien actors.
Welcome to me.
Uncle - father and aunt - mother made a mistake
Guildenstern.
What is it, dear prince?
Hamlet.
I'm only crazy when there's a north-northwest.
When the south wind rules,
I can tell a falcon from a heron. (131).

Polonius enters.
Polonium. Greetings, gentlemen.
Hamlet.
Listen, my dear Guildenstern,
Take a closer look at Rosenkratz.
So, in the interlocutor’s ear,
The big child that comes towards us
Not yet out of his swaddling clothes.
Rosencrantz.
Perhaps he returned to them a second time,
It’s not for nothing that they say: he falls into childhood.
Hamlet.
I predict: he will talk about the actors. (Loud.)
Sir, you are right, everything happened on Monday.
Polonium. My Lord, I am pleased to tell you the news.
Hamlet.
My lord, I can tell you news.
When Roscius was an actor in Rome...
Polonium. The actors have arrived here, Prince.
Hamlet. Nonsense! Nonsense!
Polonium. Believe me it's true...
Hamlet. "And everyone rode on his own donkey... (133)"
Polonium.
The best actors in the world
To fulfill tragedies and
Comedies, history plays,
And pastoral plays, pastoral plays -
Comic, historical - pastoral,
Tragiko - historical, tragico -
Comic - historical - pastoral,
For plays with unity
And dramatic poems without rules.
For them Seneca is not too gloomy,
And Plautus is not too frivolous.
They have no equal in the world when it comes to reading.
Roles written by poets,
It’s the same in improvisation.
Hamlet. O Jephthah, judge of Israel (134),
What a treasure you had!
Polonium. What kind of treasure is this, my lord?
Hamlet. Beautiful, only daughter,
Which he loved more than life itself
Polonius (aside). Again about my daughter.
Hamlet. Am I wrong, my old Jephthah?
Polonium
Since you call me Jephthah,
I really do have a daughter,
Which I love very much.
Hamlet. No, something else follows from this.
Polonium. So what follows, my lord?
Hamlet.
Only God knows how it should be,
then, as you know -
Something happened for which he judges strictly.
One verse from this song
He'll tell you the rest. But here
My fun is coming
Enter the actors (138).
Welcome my friends
Welcome. Glad to see you
Healthy. And you, my old friend,
Since we parted
He decorated his face with a beard,
Now he has come to Denmark to see me
Should you hide your grins in your beard?
And you are here, lady, I swear that
Since I last saw you,
You have become closer to the sky on your heel.
Pray to God that your voice
I didn’t fake it like I was worthless
A gold coin for circulation.
And greetings to you, gentlemen. Now
It's time to get down to business. Well, show me
We need your skill, Well, for example,
Famous, passionate monologue.
First actor. Which one, my lord?
Hamlet.
I remember once you read
Me a monologue from a play, for the crowd
It has not been performed anywhere yet.
And if it was fulfilled, then one day,
But the hat didn’t suit Senka -
The onlookers didn't like her.
From the experts, whose judgment I respect,
It was considered a quite worthy play:
With scenes, plot development,
Skillful, good poetry.
Ordinary people from the streets said,
That there are not enough spices, pungency,
The scope of feelings, spectacular exclamations.
And I would call that tongue healthy,
Pleasant, honest and beautiful.
I especially remember the monologue -
The story of Aeneas who fulfilled his duty,
When he spoke about the death of Priam.
If you remember, start with this line...
Oh, let me remember, keep your noise down...
“Fierce Pyrrhus, like a Hyrcanian beast.
Yes, that’s right, it started with Pyrrhus...
"Fierce Pyrrhus, whose black armor
And my thoughts resembled night,
When he lay inside the horse during the day,
Now I've painted over this blackness
It is in gloomy heraldic paint.
Walked scarlet from head to toe,
Spattered with hot blood: husbands
And the wives of their sons and daughters,
Burning in the fires of the blazing streets,
Illuminated with their cruel light,
The owners are mercilessly killed.
Burning with anger and fire,
Pyrrhus is looking for an old man - ancient Priam.
The blood has dried, covered the body with a crust,
Eyes like inflamed carbuncles"
Now continue.
Polonium.
By God, prince, it was an excellent read,
They skillfully showed a sense of proportion.

First actor.

“And then he finds: in vain he rushes into battle,
The sword is not subdued to the powerless hand,
Seeing the old man, Pyrrhus runs to Priam,
From the wind, in the anger of a raised hand
The old man fell, and then the palace wall
Bows his head to the foot,
And Pyrrha stuns when she falls.
Take a look! A sharp sword ready to fall
On Priam's head, white as snow,
It seemed to freeze in the air, and Pyrrhus,
As if forgetting about my goal,
Doesn't work, that's how it happens sometimes
In the calm before the storm: the calm of heaven,
The clouds are motionless, the winds are frozen,
The earth below became silent like death,
And suddenly a terrible thunder tears the sky to shreds;
So, after a break, Pyrrhus rushed
Priam to take revenge. And the hammers of the cyclops
They didn’t hit the armor so cruelly,
When they forged them for Mars,
How the sword fell on Priam Pyrrhus. Shame on you
Shame on you minx Fortune!
Oh Gods, take away her power,
Break the spokes, the rim and throw
From the top of the mountains her wheels go to hell!
Polonium. In my opinion this is all too long.
Hamlet.
We'll send you to the barber with your beard.
Never mind, continue.
He likes jigs, jokes,
Everything else makes you sleepy.
Now let's move on to Hecuba.
First actor.
"How pitiful is the sight of the desecrated queen... (147)"
Hamlet. "The desecrated queen"?
Polonium. “The desecrated queen” is good.

First actor.

“She rushed about in the flames barefoot,
Threatening him with a stream of tears from his eyes,
There is no tiara on her head
A rag, frequent motherhood
Exhausted body, hidden in a blanket,
Which I grabbed in an hour of anxiety.
Anyone seeing her would denounce her
In the deceit of capricious Fortune,
But if the gods saw her,
When she saw Pyrrhus
Chopped her husband into small pieces,
Then her scream is a sudden explosion
I could moisten the eyes of heaven,
And evoke compassion from the gods."
Polonium.
He turned pale and had tears in his eyes!
Enough please.
Hamlet.
Perhaps that's enough. Well, the rest
You'll tell me next time.
And you, my lord, don’t follow that,
So that the actors are received well?
Let them be treated better
They are the embodiment of our days,
I'd rather have a bad epitaph
After death, their review of me is still
In life.
Polonium. Everyone will receive what they deserve.
Hamlet
No, damn it, my dear, much better!
If you treat everyone according to their deserts,
Who can escape spanking? Accept them
According to your own concepts of honor.
Let the less merit each has,
The more generosity will be shown.
Now I ask you to escort them out.
Polonium. Let's go, gentlemen.
Hamlet. Friends, follow him.
I hope we will hear the play tomorrow (151).
Polonius and all the actors except the First leave.

That's it, my old friend. Could
Play "The Murder of Gonzago"? (152)

Hamlet.
Play it tomorrow night
Can you do it on my signal?
Read us a monologue of poetry at twelve
Which one will I write for the play today?
First actor. Yes, my lord.
Hamlet.
Great. Then follow that lord.
Be careful not to mock them.
The first actor leaves.
My friends, we'll say goodbye until evening.
Welcome! Elsinore welcomes guests.
Rosencrantz. And off we go, my lord!
Hamlet. Yes, gentlemen, you too go with God!

Well, finally I'm alone!
What a bastard I am, a low slave!
Monstrous! An actor in a dream of passion
I subjugated my soul to my imagination
So much so that his face fell,
The eyes are in tears, and the appearance has become insane,
Broken voice, feelings and soul
Everything was his imagination!
And all because of what! Because of Hecuba!
And what is Hecuba to him, what is he to Hecuba,
To cry so much for her! What would you do?
He, if he had the same reason,
The same reason for passion as mine?
The stage was flooded to the top with tears,
And I would tear my ears apart with a monologue,
He drove the guilty mad and terrified the innocent,
It would confuse the ears and eyes of the ignorant.
I'm deaf and stupid, as if made of metal,
I live fruitlessly in business, like a dreamer.
What excuse can I say!
I dare not defend the king's honor,
Whose life, possessions and wife
Kidnapped, so unbearably vile.
Is he really a coward? Tell anyone you want
That I'm a scoundrel? Hit in the face?
Grab my beard and blow it in my face?
Or pull your nose? Call him a liar
And drive this word into my liver?
Who wants to do this? Damn it,
I will swallow everything, endure all insults.
I don't have enough bile to understand
All the bitterness of oppression. Otherwise
Long ago, Nob fed it to the vultures.
Bloody and lascivious scoundrel!
A traitor ignorant of conscience,
O revenge! What an ass I am!
I am the son of a murdered, traitorous father,
We are pushed towards revenge by heaven and Gehenna,
Like a whore, I ease my heart with words,
I swear like a scrubber in the kitchen!
Ew, disgusting! Enough moaning, brain, let's get to work!
I heard that criminals sometimes
We were so shocked by the performance,
That they immediately confessed to the crimes.
Murder is not having a tongue,
He will speak, performing an earthly miracle.
I'll instruct the actors to play the play,
Where will I tell my uncle about my father’s death?
And I will watch the expression myself
His face, explore him,
Until I get to the weak points.
And if he trembles for even a century,
Then I will know what to do.
Maybe that ghost is the devil.
After all, the devil has the power to accept
Favorite appearance Maybe he's being cunning
And takes advantage of my weakness
To ruin and torment my soul.
I will find more reliable proof,
I'll catch the king's conscience with the play.
ACT 3 scene 1
Elsinore. Room in the castle.
Enter the king, queen, Polonius, Ophelia, Rosencrantz and Guildenstern, retinue.
King.
Really, you're taking a roundabout route
You can't find out the reasons
The dangerous madness of the sufferer?
Rosencrantz
He feels mentally disturbed
But it doesn’t tell us what the reason is.
Guildestern
It cannot be researched
A madman withdraws into himself
What is happening to him is not recognized.
The cunning man is not inferior to us in the fight.
Queen
Did he receive you well?
Rosencrantz
Like friends.
Guildestern
He forced himself to be polite.
Queen
Didn't you offer him some fun?
Rosencrantz
We overtook the actors on the way,
He beamed when he found out about this.
The actors are already in the castle, I believe
The order to present has already been given.
Polonium
Yes it's true. The prince ordered me
We'd like to invite you to a performance today.
He will be glad to see you and the queen.
King
I am heartily glad that he is not sad,
But keep watching him
And encourage the desire for entertainment.
Rosencrantz
We will do everything, my lord.
Rosencrantz and Guildenstern leave.
King
Gerdruda, dear, leave us.
We sent for Hamlet secretly,
Let him meet Ophelia by chance.
Her father and I will stay close.
We will see legitimate spies
We, hiding, are all that will be here.
And having looked, we’ll try to understand,
Does love make you suffer like this?
Or maybe for the words and actions of the son,
Unfortunately for us, there is another reason.
Queen
I obey. I'm leaving, wishing
So that the beauty of Ophelia ball
The only cause of illness.
Beautiful Ophelia, I hope
Your virtues and virtues
In time they will restore the prince's sanity,
To his and your credit.
Ophelia
I'll be glad.
The queen leaves.
Polonium
Ophelia, walk around here.
We, sir, will be by your side all the time.
(Ophelia)
Here is the Bible, walk, pray, read,
Attract the prince's attention to you.
Proven: by a pious face
We'll even make the devil happy.
King (aside)
What a blow to my conscience!
In my deeds, painted with words
More ugliness than a prostitute
On a brightly painted cheek.
Oh, burden of conscience, your burden is unbearable!
Polonium
I hear him coming. My lord, hurry up.
The king and Polonius are hiding. Hamlet enters.
Hamlet
To live or not to live? - It's time to resolve the issue
Is it more honorable to surrender or to fight?
Should I endure the arrows of furious fate,
Or rebel and get even with life.
Kill yourself, hide underground,
Saving flesh from life's blows,
Who doesn't want this with all their heart?
Fall asleep and dream, but here's the problem:
Wouldn't the dreams be worse than life?
When will we break the chain of earthly suffering?
This thought keeps us on earth,
She is the reason for living too long.
Who would bear her scourges,
Ridicule, oppression, contempt,
The pain of rejected love for no reason,
Slow judgment, unrighteous persecution
Worthy from the damned scoundrels,
Would it be right to end everything with a simple dagger?
Well, who would, sweating and groaning,
Carry this burden around your neck all your life,
If not for the fear of an unknown country,
Where was there no return for mortals?
He suppressed the will of the weak in spirit,
To endure the oppression of life, again forcing,
We are accustomed to demolishing the known,
What we don't know yet is scary.
Doubts paint your cheeks white,
And procrastination turns you into a coward,
We change the plan, we go around,
Obstacles, dangers, temptations.
But I’ll shut up, my joy is here,
Beautiful Ophelia, oh nymph,
I know that my sins cannot be counted,
Mention them all in your prayers.
Ophelia
How did you live these days, my lord?
Hamlet.
Thank you humbly: good.
Ophelia
My lord, I have gifts from you,
Which I have been wanting to return for a long time.
Please take them now.
Gamete
I had nothing to do with it, I didn’t give any gifts.
Ophelia
You know perfectly well what you gave.
And with them inspired words,
The gifts from them were more valuable to me.
Now that the scent of words is lost,
Take them back. Rich gift
For noble souls it loses its value,
When the giver has lost love,
Please, my lord, take everything back.
Hamlet
Ha, ha, so are you honest?
Ophelia
My lord?
Hamlet
You say beautiful?
Ophelia
What does this mean prince.
Hamlet
Well, if you are beautiful and honest,
Then let honesty not be friends with beauty.
Ophelia
My dear prince, with whom beauty communicates,
If honesty does not suit her as a friend?
Hamlet
Yes, it doesn't fit. Beauty is more likely
Any honesty will turn into a pimp,
How honesty will ennoble beauty.
Don't think that the paradox said
The century has proven to us that this is true.
I loved you once.
Ophelia
You made me believe it.
Hamlet
It was in vain that you took my word for it,
No matter how much virtue you instill in us,
Sin cannot be eradicated from us. Didn't love you.
Ophelia
So, it means I was cruelly deceived.
Hamlet
Why do you want to give birth to sinners?
Become a nun. Everyone says I'm honest
But there is something to blame me for.
It would be better if my mother didn’t give birth to me:
I am very proud, envious and vain.
I don't have enough imagination and intelligence
Think about all the crimes in the world,
Which I have on hand.
Life is not enough to accomplish everything,
Why should such people smoke heaven in vain?
Everyone is a scoundrel, don't trust anyone.
Go your own way, become a nun.
Where is your father?
Ophelia
He's home, prince.
Hamlet
Lock it tight so he doesn't escape
Playing the fool in the family circle.
Farewell.
Ophelia
Oh, heaven help the prince!
Hamlet
Do you want to get married, in a wedding dress,
Remember this curse by me:
May you be more transparent than ice, pure as snow,
You will condemn vainness as if it were a sin.
Therefore, hurry to the monastery,
Spend quiet time with prayer.
But, if you still can’t bear to get married -
Find the fool, but don't touch the smart one,
He will understand everything you do to him.
And he will prepare an invoice for payment.
Don’t hesitate any longer, go to the monastery,
Don't put it off until tomorrow. Goodbye.
Hamlet leaves
Ophelia
Oh, woe! The noble mind is defeated!
He was a role model:
Smart, elegant, fashionable, educated,
He wielded a sword and sword like a warrior,
Rose and hope for the state
Now he has fallen so low and so quickly!
I'm the most unhappy of women
I recently drank nectar of sweet words,
The mind reigned like a bell sounded,
Was sweet for the soul and heart,
Now it is cracked, unbearable to the ear.
Oh, woe is me! The prince became completely different
Both mind and appearance are ruined by madness.
What I saw and what I see now!
King
Love? No - miss! The feelings in him are different.
Words are without connection, but there is no madness.
I'm afraid that Hamlet will be dangerous to us,
I want to warn you about the dangers:
Let Hamlet go to England for tribute,
Maybe the journey will kill
Everything that is so ingrained in the prince
Everything that weakens the brain,
That's why he became completely different,
What, dear friend, do you say about this?
Polonium
Everything is correct, however, I think
The source of sadness is still in love.
Ophelia, no need to tell
What Prince Hamlet told you,
We heard everything ourselves. You are my lord,
Do whatever you want with it.
As you see fit, Queen Mother
Let him talk to him after the performance.
In private he will reveal the reason
Your sadness. I'll sit next to you
And I will hear their entire conversation.
If he is secretive, send him to England,
Or you can go to jail.
King
Let it be so! The question is not worth arguing:
The madness of the nobles requires supervision.

SCENE 2
Right there. Hall in the castle.
Enter Hamlet and three actors.

Hamlet.

Read the monologue as I read it:
Let the words dance
But don't open your mouth wide
And don’t waste the air with your hands,
Moderation, moderation in everything -
It will give smoothness to the flow, the storm.
The soul grieves when a healthy guy
Having put on a wig, passions are torn into rags,
To deafen the audience on the ground floor.
They understand only noise and pantomime.
This guy needs to be whipped
Because he wanted to outplay Herod,
Because he is in nothing, without knowing the limits,
Breaks and howls like a villain,
Under the cries of distraught people.
I ask you to avoid this.
First actor.
For this, Your Honor, I vouch for this.
Hamlet
Don't be timid, let common sense
Your action will agree with the word,
And a word with action. Learn from nature
The naturalness and meaning and purpose of the game,
In which virtue sees itself,
It’s like in a mirror, but it’s too much
For the laughter of the ignorant, you will upset the worthy,
Whose opinion is more valuable than the praises of the ignorant,
Filling the entire theater building.
I have seen and heard such actors
How the fools, praising them, extolled them,
When they puffed up and howled,
And they looked more like animals,
Than on the nature of people created.
First actor
We were glad to listen to the advice,
We hope we don't have this.
Hamlet
I take them at their word, Comedians, playing,
Let them only say what they wrote,
In the course of action, without interfering with antics,
For the praise and laughter of stupid philistines.
Do not encourage the vanity of fools.
I hope you understand everything - go ahead.
The actors leave; includes Polonius, Rosencrantz and Guildenstern.
Well, my lord, does the king wish
Will you attend our performance?
Polonium
And the queen is also impatient.
Hamlet
Then ask the actors to hurry up.
Polonius leaves.
Can you hurry them up?
Rosencrantz. |
) Let's hurry, hurry, my lord!
Guildenstern. |
Rosencrantz and Guildenstern leave.
Hamlet.
Where are you, Horatio?
Enter Horatio
Horatio.
I am here, my prince, always ready to serve.
Hamlet.
You are the fairest of people
With whom I had to communicate in my life.
Horatio. Oh dear milord...
Hamlet.
Don't think I'm flattering. What's the use
Flatter the poor? They have enough income
Shoe, clothe and feed yourself.
The tongue of a suck-up delights luxury,
Knees bend and flatter where profit awaits.
My soul has been its own master since then,
How I learned to distinguish people.
I noted you among others.
You endured your sufferings with steadfastness,
Thanked for joy and trouble,
Didn't bend, didn't break, for fortune
I did not serve as a violin or a flute,
Didn't sing the note she wanted.
You refused to be a slave to passions,
That's why I love you with all my heart,
But that's not what we're talking about. Today's performance
One of the scenes about the death of his father,
To help clear my doubts,
Watch your uncle carefully.
I'll stare into his face,
Then we'll discuss everything we see.
Horatio
I agree to help you look for evidence,
But if he steals them anyway,
I will pay for everything that is lost.
Hamlet
They come here to watch the play,
I need to pretend to be carefree.
Take a seat.
Trumpets and timpani. Danish march. Enter the king, queen, Polonius, Ophelia, Rosencrantz, Guildenstern, retinue and guards carrying torches.
King. How is our nephew Hamlet doing?
Hamlet.
Healthy. I eat like a chameleon.
I swallow air full of promises,
But this will not fatten the capon.
King.
How can I connect with your answer?
The words you spoke are not mine.
Hamlet.
Now they are not mine either (176). (Polonius.)
My lord, I heard that when we were studying
Were you successful on stage?
Polonium.
Yes, he performed and was not a bad actor.
Hamlet.
Can you name your favorite role?
Polonium. Was Caesar. Brutus killed me.
Hamlet.
It was brutal to kill him
such a capital calf.
Are the actors ready to watch?
Rosencrantz. Ready and waiting for your order.
Queen.
Come here, my Hamlet, sit next to me.
Hamlet. There is a more attractive metal.
Polonium. You hear? Looks like I was right.
Hamlet. Madam, can I lie down on my knees?
Ophelia. No, good prince!
Hamlet. How about bowing your head?
Ophelia. Please, my dear prince, put it down.
Hamlet. Did you think he said something obscene to you?
Ophelia. I didn't think anything, my lord.
Hamlet. Lying between a girl's legs is fun.
Ophelia. What did you want to tell me?
Hamlet. Nothing for you personally.
Ophelia. You joked?
Hamlet. Who am I?
Ophelia. Yes you.
Hamlet.
I am the incomparable jig writer.
Like others, I’m happy to have fun.
And the mother cannot hide her cheerful look,
But, after all, my father died only two hours ago.
Ophelia. Two times two months have passed.
Hamlet.

So long? Then let the devil mourn
And my outfit will be decorated with sable.
O heaven! Isn't it forgotten?
Then the great one must build churches,
So that we remember about him for half a year.
Otherwise they will stop thinking about him,
As it is said about the horse in verse:
“Alas and ah! Alas and ah!
Bury the horse, forget the ashes!

Oboes are playing. The pantomime begins. The king and queen enter and treat each other lovingly: the queen hugs the king, he hugs her. She kneels down and expresses her feelings with gestures. He lifts her from his knees and leans his head on her shoulder, then lowers himself onto a bed of flowers. She, seeing that he fell asleep, leaves. Immediately a man enters, takes off his crown, kisses it, pours poison into the king's ears and leaves. The queen returns. She sees that the king is dead and expresses despair with gestures. The poisoner enters again with two or three extras and pretends to mourn with her. The dead body is carried away. The poisoner wins the queen's favor by giving her gifts. At first she seems to disagree, but finally accepts his love. The actors leave.
Ophelia. What does this mean, dear prince?
Hamlet
The tempting serpent, the seducer of Eve,
Whatever you call it, it’s a crime in the end.
Ophelia.
The mutes retold the play to us.
Enter Prologue.

Hamlet.
Let's learn everything from this scoundrel,
Actors can't keep secrets
From birth to death - talkers
Ophelia. Will he explain pantomime to us?
Hamlet.
He will explain to you whatever you want,
If it doesn't hurt you to listen to shame
Ophelia. You are evil and disgusting, start the play.
Prologue.
I ask for leniency
For us and for the tragedy.
Hamlet. Instead of a prologue, an inscription on the ring?
Ophelia. Yes, briefly!
Hamlet. Like a woman's love.
Two actors enter: the king and the queen.
The king is on stage.

Already thirty times, closed a circle across the sky
Phoebus' team over sea and land,
And thirty dozen moons at the appointed hour
They delighted us with borrowed light,

Queen on stage.

May the sun and moon make us
Watch them no less than once,
Until the end of love comes,
But woe is me! The disease is in your blood.
I'm sad, you don't look like yourself,
I'm worried, but it's no good to worry you.
For a woman, love and fear are equal,
Either they don't exist or they are strong.
While you and I were moving towards a common goal,
You actually recognized my love.
Doubts give rise to oohs, aahs,
From trifles great fears grow,
And with them a woman’s love grows,
Where there is a lot of fear, there love blooms.
The king is on stage.
I swear that I will leave the world soon
The body weakens, the vigilance of the gaze fades,
And you will remain in honor and love...
Queen on stage.
Oh, stop the word on the fly,
I will die, but I will not betray you!
May I be damned when I forget you!
Only she will find a second husband,
Who will bring the first to death?
Hamlet.
Cool down, cool down, cool down, cool down!
Your words are like wormwood.
Queen on stage.
It’s not love that attracts you to marry a second time,
And the benefit and base calculation.
In bed, the husband is killed again,
When they kiss the other without shame.
The king is on stage.
I believe that you are sincere now
But we don’t know our future:
Our decisions are changeable
Very often we don’t do them.
Intention is like unripe fruit
It is strongest when we give birth to it,
It will ripen, fall and disappear,
We forget our duty to ourselves.
While we're burning, we don't regret vows of love,
Let's forget them when the passions fade away,
Changes extremes: joy to sadness
Sadness for joy, happiness for misfortune.
Sometimes love commands fate,
Sometimes fate influences love,
We cannot resolve the issue: after all, everyone again,
Which of the two is stronger decides for itself.
The poor man is in luck - the enemy is in a hurry to make friends,
Friends leave, only the rich become poor,
Need knows how to expose a lie,
Poverty tests love and friend.
Let's finish where I started:
Not all their wishes come true,
They swear: The intensity of feelings will not cool down!
And the fervor passes, they forget about the vows.
Desires are not connected with fate,
Time destroys dreams and plans,
You swear to your husband to be a faithful wife,
Lo and behold, the oath dies along with the husband.
Queen on stage.
Let the earth leave without food,
And heaven without light and water!
Fate, overload with things to do,
Make me work day and night!
Without joy, lock me in prison,
May your heart never be happy
Lives in darkness without faith, without joy,
He expects neither happiness nor mercy.
Let failure follow me
When will someone else replace you!
Hamlet. Will she dare break her oath?
The king is on stage.
You can't take back such an oath.
Darling, leave me for a while;
Let sleep ease the burden of a hard life.
Queen on stage.
Let your brain sleep (the king falls asleep) and with it our troubles.
(Leaves.)
Hamlet.
Now there is a topic for conversation.
Did you like the play, madam?
Queen.
She cuts through the heart without a knife,
The lady promises too much.
Hamlet. She doesn't change her decisions!
King.
Do you know all the contents of the play?
Will it offend our interests?
Hamlet.
No, no, the actors are joking, they make us laugh.
A hint will not offend anyone.
King. What is the name of the play, open it?
Hamlet.
Damn it, it’s embarrassing for me to talk,
The name is simple - Mousetrap.
She will tell you about the murder in Vienna,
King Gonzago, and wife Baptista.
An insidious story with meaning.
But for us, we are all pure in soul,
Let the sick person tremble and writhe,
Our scruff is intact.
Lucian enters.
That's Lucian

The king's nephew.
Ophelia.
We have you instead of a choir?
Hamlet.
I could also serve as an intermediary
Between you and your lover, but it's boring,
Being a viewer of comedies is not convenient.
Ophelia.
How sharp you are, my lord, how sharp you are.
Hamlet.
You would have to moan a lot,
To give dullness to my sting.
Ophelia. What a language! They've had enough!
Hamlet.
And for husbands, life with their wives is not paradise.
Actor, killer, stop making faces,
Until he crawled out like a snake from his skin.
Quickly show us how black the world is -
"The Crow Caws for Vengeance"
Lucian.
The hand is strong, the plan is black, the poison is reliable,
Time's accomplice whispers: Good morning!
No one sees me, no one bothers me,
The sorcerer brewed a tincture to order
From the herbs three times cursed by Hecate,
I poured three poisons, cast spells for three nights,
Now rich in both evil and magic,
Poison will take revenge on those who interfered with me.
(Pours poison into the ear of the sleeping man.)
Hamlet. He poisoned him while stealing the crown.
It seems to me that this is about Verona,
It was written long ago and far away,
In the wonderful Italian language.
Now the killer will seduce
Change the widow's mourning for the wedding.
Ophelia. The king stands up.
Hamlet. Was he afraid of the fake lights?
Queen. What's wrong with you, should I help you, my lord?
Polonium. Enough, stop the show!
King.
I need light. Fire I'm leaving!
All. Lights, lights, lights! (188)
Everyone leaves except Hamlet and Horatio.

Hamlet.

“When a moose is wounded, it roars,
When healthy, he hits with his hoof.
Who sleeps soundly, who watches
This is what the world of the century stands on.”
Sir, is this recitation and the forest of feathers on the head -
and two Provençal roses on shoes with cutouts,
When fate becomes hostile to me
won’t they provide a solid share in the acting pack?
Horatio. Half share.
Hamlet. No, it's a whole pie.
"Take a good look Damon
To the royal throne.
There was a throne for Jupiter
Now “osyo tr.” reigns on it.
Horatio. They could have said it in rhyme.
Hamlet.
Oh, good friend, I'll give you a thousand as pawn,
Because the ghost didn't lie about the poison.
What do you think?
Horatio.
The good prince agrees with you.
Hamlet.
When did you start talking about poisoning?
Horatio. I will never forget the impression.
Hamlet. Ha ha! Hey music! Flutists!
"If the king doesn't like our performance,
The king has the right to interrupt him.”
Hey music!
Enter Rosencrantz and Guildenstern.
Guildenstern.
Good prince, listen to me,
I just want to say a word to you.
Hamlet. At least a whole story.
Guildenstern. Great, our king...
Hamlet. Yes sir, what's wrong with him?
Guildenstern. He is upset and seriously ill.
Hamlet. What did you drink?
Guildenstern. No, I think from bile.
Hamlet.
It’s wiser to tell the doctor about this,
After all, if I start his treatment
I'm afraid that the bile will spill out more.
Guildenstern.
My good prince, speak seriously,
Don't ignore the question.
Hamlet. I'm trying, sir. What else can you say?
Guildenstern.
The queen mother is extremely sad
Sent me with a message to you.
Hamlet. Come in, please.
Guildenstern.
No, good prince, courtesy has no place here.
If you wish, answer me sensibly,
Then I can carry out the order.
And if not, please give me the right
Leave without delay, finishing everything immediately.
Hamlet. Sir, I can't.
Guildenstern. What, my lord?
Hamlet.
Give a sound answer, my mind is sick
At your service, or rather,
At the service of my good mother.
So get down to business
you say mother
Rosencrantz.
She said:
What is your behavior at the performance?
She was plunged into sadness and amazement.
Hamlet.
I am a marvelous son to amaze my mother so much.
Well, now I would like to know:
On the heels of this amazement,
What else can we expect from a mother?
Tell?
Rosencrantz.
Mother asks you to visit her before bed
To have a peaceful conversation between the two of us.
Hamlet.
We will carry out the order without delay,
Be a mother, at least ten times over.
Do you still have business with me?
If you have a question, feel free to ask.
Rosencrantz. Once upon a time, my lord, you loved me.
Hamlet.
And I still do. I swear by my hands
They steal and rob, see for yourself.
(Pointing to his hands
Rosencrantz.
Share your problem with a friend,
Trust me, I am always ready to serve.
Hamlet. I'm not moving forward in my career.
Rosencrantz.
Fear God prince! King of the whole country
You have been declared heir to the throne!
Hamlet.
I heard, I heard, but what’s the matter,
If you spin finely, you will have to wait a long time.
The proverb has long since become moldy,
Therefore you should know it.
Enter the actors with pipes.

Pipes! Nice, can you give me one?
Two words to you in private: Why don’t you like it?
You always try to go to the rear,
Perhaps you want to drive me into a trap?
Guildenstern.
I beg your pardon, my lord, if I am too bold,
I wanted to prove my sincerity.
Hamlet. I don't really understand you,
Play the pipe, I'm listening.
Guildenstern. I don’t even dare take it in my hands.
Hamlet. Please, my lord.
Guildenstern. Sorry, I can't.
Hamlet. I am begging you.
Guildenstern. I don't know how to start.
Hamlet.
But this is as easy as lying.
Here you need to close the holes,
Blow here and it will respond with a trill.
These are the valves
Guildenstern.
I don't know how to control them
So that the sounds of the pipes delight you,
God did not adapt either his hearing or his hands.
Hamlet.
How low you put me!
You want to play me like a pipe,
Find out all the notes, find out all the secrets,
So that I, like a pipe, open my soul to you.
You are not able to make a flute speak,
How the hell did it occur to you?
That it’s easier to control me than a pipe?
Consider me at least a drum,
But you don’t have the talent to play me!
Polonius enters.
May God bless you, sir!
I do the queen's bidding
She wants to talk to you
And speak immediately, now.
Hamlet. That cloud looks like a camel!
Polonium. Indeed, he looks like a camel.
Hamlet.
Now I see for sure - this is a weasel.
Polonium. There is no doubt, the back is like a weasel.
Hamlet. And yet, rather, like a whale?
Polonium. I agree, it looks a lot like a whale.
Hamlet. Then I'll go to my mother.
(Aside. They fool me tirelessly,
It's time to understand why, what does this mean?)
(Aloud.)
Be back soon.
Polonium. I'll say so. (Leaves.)
Hamlet.
It's easy to say "now." Leave him alone.
Everyone leaves except Hamlet.

Now the time has come for witchcraft,
In the darkness the graves open their mouths,
Breath is foul and thick
He deprives people of power over him.
I can drink blood, do things like this,
That the world would tremble when it saw them,
Madness is inspired by evil thoughts,
The gods were replaced by a pagan idol.
Calm down! Mother is waiting. Soul of Nero
I will block my path with my chest!
Out of loyalty to the sacred law,
I will not draw my dagger for revenge.
Let my tongue and heart be hypocrites,
Having given free rein to evil, her tongue curses,
Burning, the heart cries from loss,
Spilling out rage into a menacing roar.
He tears my chest and doesn't let me breathe,
But I won’t raise my hand against my mother.
(Leaves.)

ACT3 SCENE3
Enter the King, Rosencrantz and Guildenstern.
King.
It's dangerous to indulge his madness,
Get ready to go, I'll sign the order,
He will go to England with you.
You can't do crazy things
Harmful to the interests of the state,
Threatening trouble for the queen and me.
Guildenstern.
We'll get ready for the journey. Pious
For your subjects is your fear,
Peace and food for thousands of citizens
Are now in your hands.
Rosencrantz.
Everyone has a right and a reason
Protect yourself as best you can from adversity,
Especially the king, his death
The peoples will be drawn into the whirlpool,
Like a wheel rolling from a mountain top,
Everything is carried along with it into the abyss,
So the king decides the fate of the country.
When, hiding his sadness, he sighs,
In the country, like an echo, there is a nationwide groan.
King.
Please, without delay, hit the road,
We can rest from worries,
When you take fear with you,
Shackled in reliable shackles.
Rosencrantz. | Guildenstern. ) We will hurry |
Rosencrantz and Guildenstern leave. Polonius enters.

Polonium.
He will go to his mother now,
I'll hide behind the carpet to find out
What will Hamlet say about you?
And will his mother be partial to him?
My presence won't hurt
I guarantee that the mother will convince her son.
Farewell sir, I'm leaving,
I’ll tell you everything I hear.
I hope you don't go to bed
Until I come back to tell you everything.
King. Thank you, dear milord.
Polonius leaves.

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ACT 2 SCENE 1
Polonium.
Give him the letter and money to Reynaldo.
Reynaldo. I will do so upon arrival, my lord.
Polonium.
Act wisely, my Reynaldo
Before meeting, I made inquiries about him.
Reynaldo. My lord, that's what I was thinking of doing!
Polonium.
Excellent, damn, well said.
Ask carefully first
Which Danes are in Paris?
Find out in a roundabout way
Who lives where, with whom is he friends, how much does he spend,
And to those who know the son, come
And pretend you don't know well
His. Say for example: "I know
His father, friends, and himself
It seems to me that I saw it somewhere by accident.
Do you understand me Reynaldo?
Reynaldo. I understand you perfectly, my lord.
Polonium.
"And - you can add - I know poorly,
But if he is the one, then he is a fighter,
Gambler, reveler and lover of whores,
Make any false accusations,
But do not tarnish your honor with slander.
Tell me about the sins of dissolute, violent
Coming from a young, free life
Reynaldo. Well, for example, playing for money?
Polonium. Yes, and that he drinks wine and fences,
Pugnacious, loving, foul-mouthed,
All this can be said about him.
Reynaldo. My lord, but this will tarnish his honor.
Polonium. Take my word for it, not at all.
You can mitigate all charges.
Do not slander, accusing him of debauchery,
That's not what I meant at all
Tell me about mistakes carefully
How about the vices of too free a life,
About bright flashes of a fiery soul,
Spring unbridled blood,
Which is typical for anyone in their youth.
Reynaldo. But, my good lord...
Polonium. Do you want to know why to do all this?
Reynaldo. Yes, my lord, I would like to know everything.
Polonium.
Damn you, sir, I firmly believe
Which suggested a completely legal way.
Slightly tarnishing the honor of my son,
How dust dirty objects when finishing,
Listen carefully to that
Who are you talking to, I assure you,
That he will interrupt you with these words:
"my good sir" or "friend" or "gentleman"
A common address for the country...
Reynaldo. Great, I understand you, my lord.
Polonium. Then he will do this...
What did I want to say? I swear by the mass
Wanted to say. Where did you stop?
Reynaldo.
“He will interrupt you with the words friend, or
Gentleman, or something like that.”
Polonium.
"will interrupt the speech as follows"?
Hell yes! He will interrupt you with the words:
“I know a gentleman. I saw the other day
As you said, he was playing for money."
Or “I found him drinking wine there with friends,”
Ile “quarreled while playing tennis with a friend,”
Ile “saw entering a brothel”
Or something else like that.
Judge for yourself: the bait of lies
A wise man can easily catch the carp of truth.
We, the wise, let the ball go around,
By a crooked path we come straight to the goal.
So, following my advice
Get information about your son.
I hope you understand me?
Reynaldo. My lord, great.
Polonium. May God protect you. Good health to you.
Reynaldo. Milord, thank you!
Polonium. Observe their temperament on the sly.
Reynaldo. I will do everything, my lord.
Polonium. Let him not give up his studies in music.
Reynaldo. I'll tell you everything, my lord.
Polonium. Farewell.
Reynaldo leaves. Ophelia enters.
Ophelia, did something happen?
Ophelia. My lord, my lord! I was very scared!
Polonium. What, God have mercy?
Ophelia.
My lord, when I was sewing in the upper room,
The prince appeared in an unbuttoned doublet,
Without a hat, as pale as his shirt,
Stockings came down, stained, without garters,
My knees were knocking against each other,
The look was so pitiful, as if he
I escaped from hell to tell
About horrors and torments in the underworld.
Polonium. Has he gone crazy from love for you?
Ophelia. My Lord, I don’t know, but I’m afraid so.
Polonium. What did he say?
Ophelia.
First he took one hand by the wrist,
Looking into my eyes, he took a step back,
Holding your other hand above your eyes
As if I was going to draw,
I stood, looked and suddenly sighed, so heavily
As if his last breath was
Then he let go of my hand,
Without eyes, having found the way, he walked out the door
Their light is constantly directing towards
Me.
Polonium.
Hurry with me, we will find the king.
All this frenzy of love,
Which, raging, destroys itself,
Pushes you to do crazy things
This is how any
existing passion under the sky.
I am very sorry that this happened to the prince.
Perhaps you were too harsh?
Ophelia.
No, my lord. But following the order,
These days I haven’t even taken letters,
And she didn’t accept him herself.
Polonium.
This made him mad. It's a pity.
It was in vain that I judged him so harshly.
I thought he was playing with you
What can ruin you is a joke.
It was in vain to suspect him so.
I swear to heaven, at my age,
In doubt we reach over the edge,
But in youth everyone is rarely careful.
Let's go to the king. We'll let you know everything.
After all, if we keep it all a secret,
The consequences may be sad,
Let's go quickly and talk about love.
They're leaving
ACT2 SCENE 2
Pipes. Enter the King, Queen, Rosencrantz, Guildenstern and retinue.
King.
Hello, Rosencrantz and Guildenstern.
I really wanted to see you
Moreover, there is a need for your services,
That's why I called you so quickly.
Have you heard that Hamlet has become different?
Both internally and externally he has changed.
What influenced him so much?
Perhaps my father's death broke my brain,
I can't think of anything else.
You were close to him from an early age,
Please stay a while
Here in the palace, and entertain Hamlet.
If necessary, quietly find out
Doesn't something like that torment you?
What is completely unknown to us
And having become famous, he can help us
Find the right medicine for the prince.
Queen.
He told us about you many times.
I am convinced that there are no other people
To which he was also disposed.
Please do us a favor,
Spend time having fun with him
And try to help us in trouble,
For this we will reward you royally.
Rosencrantz.
You, both by virtue of royal power,
They could not ask, but order.
Guildenstern.
We, to both of you, give ourselves,
And at the same time, all our services.
Diligently awaiting orders,
We place them at your feet.
King. Thank you, Rosencrantz and Guildenstern.
Queen.
Thank you, Guildenstern and Rosencrantz.
Please, do not hesitate to visit your son,
Which changed so suddenly.
Go, you will now be escorted to the prince.
Guildenstern.
May heaven bless us
They will help him be useful!
Queen. Amen!
Rosencrantz, Guildenstern and several people from the retinue leave. Polonius enters.
Polonium. My good lord,
Ambassadors returned from Norway
With good news for us.
King. You have always been the father of good news.
Polonium.
Is this really so, my lord?
Believe that my soul and duty
They belong only to the king and God.
I don't think my brain is capable of
Hunt secrets like game,
But he was able to reveal the secret of the prince’s illness,
The source of Hamlet's madness has been found.
King. Oh, talk about it! I'm eager to hear.
Polonium.
I advise, my lord, to start with the ambassadors.
Let's save my report for dessert,
Empty, like fruit, it will complete our feast.
King. Then go and bring the ambassadors.
Polonius leaves.
He promised me, dear Gertrude
Tell us about our son's illness -
Discover the cause and source of troubles.
Queen.
I will reveal them all to you until the end:
A hasty marriage with you and the death of your father.
King. We will see them after testing it.
Enter Polonius, Voltimand and Cornelius.
Hello my friends! Tell me, Voltimand,
What did they bring from the King of Norway?
Voltimand.
His heartfelt response
To your written wishes.
After the first words, he sent an order
Nephew to interrupt the recruitment of troops,
Which, he believed, was against Poland,
In fact, the plan was against you.
His old age and illness
Were used to deceive
Regretting that, he sent orders,
Which Fortenbras obeyed
And before my uncle he made a vow
Do not raise weapons against you.
King of Norway sign of reconciliation
He was assigned an annual income
Three thousand crowns and ordered the soldiers,
They recruited them to send against Poland.
The letter asks you to let the troops through,
Those going to this enterprise,
Conditions of free passage
And the safety of residents at the same time
Set out in more detail in the letter.
King.
We like it, the moment is convenient
For reflection, we will read the letter,
Then we will give the answer. Thank you
For your hard work. Now go
And take a break from the road at home,
And in the evening we will feast together.
Welcome home!
Voltimand and Cornelius leave.
Polonium.
Well, this matter ended happily.
My lord, lady, I could
Talk about royal power
About duty, about the fact that a day is a day,
Night is night, and time is time, which, in fact,
I would be wasting my day, my night, my time.
Hence, brevity is the soul of the mind,
Verbosity - body and embellishment,
So I will be very brief.
Your noble son is mad,
Which means he's gone crazy
Isn't he truly insane?
Whose head is left crazy?
But that's not what we're talking about.
Queen.
More business, less decoration.
Polonium.
I swear, lady, the speech is artless.
After all, the truth is that he has gone crazy,
And it's really a pity, and it's a pity that it's true,
Stupid turn! I'll break up with him
Let the word be short, without embellishment.
Now let's try to find the reason
The effect, or more precisely, the defect,
Since our effect is clearly defective.
Having put everything together, let’s summarize:
I have a daughter, she is like my daughter -
I want a daughter while she is mine, who
Out of a sense of duty and obedience
She gave me this. Listen, judge.
"To the heavenly maiden, the idol of the soul,
To the most beautiful Ophelia" poems
Dry, too artless.
Most beautiful is a bad expression,
It sounds with a hint of vulgarity.
Well, now you’ll hear no better:
"To be worn on a white, virgin breast"
I won’t read it, continue in the same spirit.
Queen. Did you get all this from Hamlet?
Polonium.
Oh, lady, be patient a little,
I'll tell you everything exactly:
Don't believe that fire looks like a star,
Don't believe that the truth is not a lie,
Don't believe in the movement of the sun and rays,
Just don’t doubt my love.
Ophelia, don't consider it a sin
The fact that I have poor command of poetry.
Art poetic dimensions
I am not given the power to turn it into sighs,
But that shouldn't diminish your faith.
That I love you deeply and for a long time.
Yours forever, dearest, farewell.
Below I see the prince's signature: Hamlet.
All this, having proven his humility,
My daughter gave it to me, hiding her tears,
In addition, she talked about confessions,
In which the prince explained his love.
King.
How did she accept his love?
Polonium. What can you say about me?
King. You are a truthful and respectable person.
Polonium.
I would be glad to be exactly like that.
But what would you decide if I
Watching hot love
I noticed her a lot earlier, after all.
What my daughter told me all about her,
What would you and the lady think?
When would I start passing notes?
Made my heart go blind, made it numb,
Looking at this feeling indifferently,
What do you think? But I'm down for it
I took it straight, I told her this:
“Our Hamlet is a prince, he is not your star”
And he ordered the door to be locked with a key,
Don't let him in, don't take gifts.
She listened to my advice
And Hamlet fell into depression, stopped eating,
I forgot about the dream, the prince’s mind became clouded,
He fell into madness, now it
Owns it and crushes us.
King. Do you think this is the only issue?
Queen. Perhaps, even very likely.
Polonium.
Has it ever happened otherwise?
Than what I said: Is this so?
King. I don't remember.
Polonium.
Then, my lord, take up the sword
And you can cut off my head
Unless it all turns out differently.
As long as my luck is true, my friend,
I will find the truth underground.
King. How can we look deeper into this matter?
Polonium.
He sometimes goes for four hours straight
Walking here in the front hall.
Queen. This is true.
Polonium.
At such a moment we will set up an ambush here,
And I will send my daughter to him.
We will hide behind Arr carpets
And we will observe this meeting;
And if he didn’t go crazy from love,
Then I won't be your helper,
Will I become a farmer, or will I take up
By delivery.
King.
Let's do as you just said.
Well, let's try it.

Hamlet enters reading a book.
Queen. The prince with the book, poor thing, how sad.
Polonium.
Go away, I beg you, go away.
I'll get to it immediately
Please leave me alone.
The king and queen leave.

How are you, my good prince?
Hamlet. Thank God, good.
Polonium.
You know me, my lord, I hope?
Hamlet. Great, I know. You are a fishmonger.
Polonium. You are wrong, my lord!
Hamlet.
Then I wish to be just as honest.
Polonium. Did you tell me honest?
Hamlet.
Yes, sir. To be honest nowadays
The solution is one in ten thousand.
Polonium. What you said was very true, my lord.
Hamlet.
With a beam, caressing a dead dog,
God the sun only multiplies the worms in her.
Do you have a daughter?
Polonium. Yes, my lord.
Hamlet.
Don't let me go for a walk in the sun
Conception is not always blessed
Especially for your daughter.
Look at both, buddy.
Polonius (aside).
Here, again, I returned to my daughter.
However, out of madness, at first
He called me a fishmonger.
He's come a long way. Tell the truth
When I loved passionately in my youth -
I was in almost the same condition.
I'll talk to him again. My lord
What are you reading?
Hamlet. Words words words.
Polonium.
Tell me in more detail, what is their essence?
Hamlet. How deep they intend to dig,
They can be turned this way and that way.
Polonium.
I want to ask you about the content
what you are reading, my lord.
Hamlet.
Everything is slander, the satirist claims,
That old people have gray beards,
In the wrinkles of the face, glue oozes from the eyes
Resin is flowing, the brain has left the mind,
My thighs are weak, I believe everything,
However, I think it’s indecent
Write about it. you would become old
Exactly the same as I am today,
If only they would retreat back like a cancer.
Polonium.
There is a system to this madness
Shouldn't you get away from the draft?
Hamlet. To the grave?
Polonius (aside).
But really, get out of the draft!
How correct his answers are sometimes!
Madness often takes aim,
Which common sense does not control.
Let him stay, I'll leave now
And I’ll arrange a meeting for him and his daughter.
Honorable Prince, I beg you
Give permission to leave urgently.
Hamlet.
I can't give you anything, sir,
What would I be more willing to part with now:
Except my life, my life,
of my life.
{119}.
Polonium. I wish you good health, my dear prince.
Hamlet. Oh, you annoying old fool!
Enter Rosencrantz and Guildenstern.
Polonium. Are you looking for Prince Hamlet?
Here he is.
Rosencrantz. May God reward you, sir!
Polonius leaves.
Guildenstern. Honorable Prince!
Rosencrantz. Dear Prince!
Hamlet. Glad to see my friends in good health!
Well, how are you doing, Guildenstern?
Ah, Rosencrantz How are you both living?
Rosencrantz. We live like everyone else, not standing out at all.
Guildenstern.
We are happy just because we exist
We are not the top of Fortune's cap (120).
Hamlet. But not the soles of shoes, are they?
Rosencrantz. Neither this nor that, my dear milord.
Hamlet.
So that means you are on the belt of fortune,
At the zenith of her favors you bloom.
Guildenstern. I swear we're regulars there.
Hamlet. Isn't it the secret parts of Fortune?
It's true; that she is a slut.
What's new?
Rosencrantz.
Only one thing has changed, the world has become honest.
Hamlet.
It turns out that the Last Day of Judgment is near.
But you were wrong, the news is not true.
Let me ask you in more detail.
What offense have you committed against fortune?
Why did you end up here in prison?
Guildenstern. To prison, my lord?
Hamlet. Yes, Denmark is a prison.
Rosencrantz. Then, my lord, the whole world is one prison.
Hamlet.
Reliable - from cells, dungeons,
Among which Denmark is the worst.
Rosencrantz. We don't think so, my lord.
Hamlet.
Then, for you, our world is not a prison.
There are neither good nor bad things
All these are our thoughts, moods,
I think Denmark is a prison.
Rosencrantz.
The world cannot accommodate your ambition,
It's too small for such a soul
That's why it seems like a dungeon to you.
Hamlet.
I'm even in a nutshell
I would consider him the ruler of the universe,
If only I didn't have bad dreams.
Guildenstern.
They are the basis of ambition -
After all, the essence of an ambitious man is his dreams.
Hamlet. But sleep itself is only a shadow.
Rosencrantz.
Agree. My opinion: ambition
Created by the substance of air,
Only because it is only a shadow of a shadow.
Hamlet.
Then only the beggars are real among us,
Monarchs and great heroes
Just shadows - the flesh of these beggars.
Shouldn't we all go to the courtyard?
I can no longer reason.
Rosencrantz. |
) We are ready to serve you every moment.
Guildenstern. |
Hamlet.
I don't need this. Don't want
I will compare you with my servants
To be honest, they are lazy -
They serve me very poorly, I should kick them out.
Well, now, tell me in a friendly way,
What are you doing here, in Elsinore?
Rosencrantz.
Well, there is only one goal - to see you, my lord.
Hamlet.
The beggar's gratitude is poor.
And yet I thank you,
At least gratitude is worth less than a penny.
Have they sent for you? Or you
Did you come to me, friends, without coercion?
Are you with me now of your own free will?
Answer me honestly, don’t lie.
Guildenstern. What should we say, my lord?
Hamlet.
Whatever you want, the main thing is to the point.
I see from your looks that they sent,
You don't have the skill to lie.
Did the king and queen call you?
Rosencrantz. Why, my lord?
Hamlet.
This is what you should say.
But I conjure you with the rights of friendship,
And the eternal indestructibility of love,
And to everything that is even dearer to the heart -
Tell me frankly: Yes or no?
Rosencrantz (quietly to Guildenstern (124)). What shall we say?
Hamlet (aside).
Now you are in my sights. (Loud.)
If it's dear to you, don't hide anything.
Guildenstern. My lord, they have sent for us.
Hamlet.
Do you want me to tell you why?
Having prevented the secret from being exposed,
Which you promised to keep
Both the king and the queen.
Lately I've lost my cheerfulness
I abandoned my usual activities,
It’s so hard for the soul that it’s barren
The earth began to seem to me,
And the dome of the sky is a majestic vault,
Decorated with golden lights,
It seems to me like a collection of vapors,
Evil and smelly.
How wonderfully created is man!
How noble in mind and heart.
How generously God has endowed him with talent,
And become worthy of admiration!
An angel in action, God in mind!
He is a model for all living things!
But for me his essence is vile dust,
Neither ladies nor men please
But, judging by your smiles, you are something
You want to say.
Rosencrantz. And there is no such desire in my thoughts.
Hamlet.
Why did you smile?
When he said that the man
not happy.
Rosencrantz.
The thought flashed that it would be meager
The reception that awaits the actors here.
We met them today on the way,
They want to offer you services.
Hamlet.
The one who plays the king in the play
You will be a welcome guest with me.
Here the brave knight will use his sword,
Lovers will not love in vain,
A funny comedian will make the laughing ones laugh,
And a melancholic person will calm sadness.
Let's let the beauty pour out her feelings,
Until the blank verse limps.
Who are these actors?
Rosencrantz.
Just the same ones that used to be
They brought you joy with their play,
The route is from the capital.
Hamlet.
Why did you leave your favorite place?
There is more fame and income in the capital.
Rosencrantz.
I think there is a ban on playing in the capital
It was the result of the latest trends.
Hamlet.
But their reputation is still the same
What was it like in the capital? Any success?
Rosencrantz. No, far from it.
Hamlet.
And what happened? Maybe they're rusty?
Rosencrantz.
They are trying, diligent, as before,
But a brood of children appeared,
Young, noisy falcons,
Whose voices are both purer and more sonorous.
They get all the applause
They are in fashion today because
Old theaters are being attacked
Therefore those who walk with swords,
Avoid goose feathers for fear
Go there.
Hamlet.
How, are these children? Who maintains them?
How are they paid? When the voice disappears
How will they practice their craft?
Aren't those doing evil today?
Who set them against the older actors?
They themselves will soon grow up.
Rosencrantz.
In truth, everyone is guilty
Both old and new were noisy.
Playing actors off against each other
In our country they don’t consider it a sin,
It happened that the public did not pay them
Money until the actors beat the author.
Hamlet. Can't be?
Guildenstern. Oh, their heads have been washed more than once!
Hamlet. Well, do the young offend the old?
Rosencrantz.
Yes, Prince, and including Hercules
Hamlet.
Not surprising. As soon as uncle
The Danish throne sat on those who gave him
He made grimaces, they paid for a portrait
Twenty, thirty, fifty ducats.
Here, mysticism, there is room for thought,
It's time for philosophers to get busy!
Pipes behind the stage.
Guildenstern. The actors arrived.
Hamlet.
Come in, glad to see you in Elsinore!
Let's get hands on, etiquette and sociality
They prevent you from showing cordiality.
Let me treat you like friends
Then I can be more kind to you,
Than with alien actors.
Welcome to me.
Uncle - father and aunt - mother made a mistake
Guildenstern. What is it, dear prince?
Hamlet.
I'm only crazy when there's a north-northwest.
When the south wind rules,
I can tell a falcon from a heron. (131).

Polonius enters.
Polonium. Greetings, gentlemen.
Hamlet.
Listen, my dear Guildenstern,
Take a closer look at Rosenkratz.
So, in the interlocutor’s ear,
The big child that comes towards us
Not yet out of his swaddling clothes.
Rosencrantz.
Perhaps he returned to them a second time,
It’s not for nothing that they say: he falls into childhood.
Hamlet.
I predict: he will talk about the actors. (Loud.)
Sir, you are right, everything happened on Monday.
Polonium. My Lord, I am pleased to tell you the news.
Hamlet.
My lord, I can tell you news.
When Roscius was an actor in Rome...
Polonium. The actors have arrived here, Prince.
Hamlet. Nonsense! Nonsense!
Polonium. Believe me it's true...
Hamlet. "And everyone rode on his own donkey... (133)"
Polonium.
The best actors in the world
To fulfill tragedies and
Comedies, history plays,
And pastoral plays, pastoral plays -
Comic, historical - pastoral,
Tragiko - historical, tragico -
Comic - historical - pastoral,
For plays with unity
And dramatic poems without rules.
For them Seneca is not too gloomy,
And Plautus is not too frivolous.
They have no equal in the world when it comes to reading.
Roles written by poets,
It’s the same in improvisation.
Hamlet. O Jephthah, judge of Israel (134),
What a treasure you had!
Polonium. What kind of treasure is this, my lord?
Hamlet. Beautiful, only daughter,
Which he loved more than life itself
Polonius (aside). Again about my daughter.
Hamlet. Am I wrong, my old Jephthah?
Polonium
Since you call me Jephthah,
I really do have a daughter,
Which I love very much.
Hamlet. No, something else follows from this.
Polonium. So what follows, my lord?
Hamlet.
Only God knows how it should be,
then, as you know -
Something happened for which he judges strictly.
One verse from this song
He'll tell you the rest. But here
My fun is coming
Enter the actors (138).
Welcome my friends
Welcome. Glad to see you
Healthy. And you, my old friend,
Since we parted
He decorated his face with a beard,
Now he has come to Denmark to see me
Should you hide your grins in your beard?
And you are here, lady, I swear that
Since I last saw you,
You have become closer to the sky on your heel.
Pray to God that your voice
I didn’t fake it like I was worthless
A gold coin for circulation.
And greetings to you, gentlemen. Now
It's time to get down to business. Well, show me
We need your skill, Well, for example,
Famous, passionate monologue.
First actor. Which one, my lord?
Hamlet.
I remember once you read
Me a monologue from a play, for the crowd
It has not been performed anywhere yet.
And if it was fulfilled, then one day,
But the hat didn’t suit Senka -
The onlookers didn't like her.
From the experts, whose judgment I respect,
It was considered a quite worthy play:
With scenes, plot development,
Skillful, good poetry.
Ordinary people from the streets said,
That there are not enough spices, pungency,
The scope of feelings, spectacular exclamations.
And I would call that tongue healthy,
Pleasant, honest and beautiful.
I especially remember the monologue -
The story of Aeneas who fulfilled his duty,
When he spoke about the death of Priam.
If you remember, start with this line...
Oh, let me remember, keep your noise down...
“Fierce Pyrrhus, like a Hyrcanian beast.
Yes, that’s right, it started with Pyrrhus...
"Fierce Pyrrhus, whose black armor
And my thoughts resembled night,
When he lay inside the horse during the day,
Now I've painted over this blackness
It is in gloomy heraldic paint.
Walked scarlet from head to toe,
Spattered with hot blood: husbands
And the wives of their sons and daughters,
Burning in the fires of the blazing streets,
Illuminated with their cruel light,
The owners are mercilessly killed.
Burning with anger and fire,
Pyrrhus is looking for an old man - ancient Priam.
The blood has dried, covered the body with a crust,
Eyes like inflamed carbuncles"
Now continue.
Polonium.
By God, prince, it was an excellent read,
They skillfully showed a sense of proportion.
First actor.
“And then he finds: in vain he rushes into battle,
The sword is not subdued to the powerless hand,
Seeing the old man, Pyrrhus runs to Priam,
From the wind, in the anger of a raised hand
The old man fell, and then the palace wall
Bows his head to the foot,
And Pyrrha stuns when she falls.
Take a look! A sharp sword ready to fall
On Priam's head, white as snow,
It seemed to freeze in the air, and Pyrrhus,
As if forgetting about my goal,
Doesn't work, that's how it happens sometimes
In the calm before the storm: the calm of heaven,
The clouds are motionless, the winds are frozen,
The earth below became silent like death,
And suddenly a terrible thunder tears the sky to shreds;
So, after a break, Pyrrhus rushed
Priam to take revenge. And the hammers of the cyclops
They didn’t hit the armor so cruelly,
When they forged them for Mars,
How the sword fell on Priam Pyrrhus. Shame on you
Shame on you minx Fortune!
Oh Gods, take away her power,
Break the spokes, the rim and throw
From the top of the mountains her wheels go to hell!
Polonium. In my opinion this is all too long.
Hamlet.
We'll send you to the barber with your beard.
Never mind, continue.
He likes jigs, jokes,
Everything else makes you sleepy.
Now let's move on to Hecuba.
First actor.
"How pitiful is the sight of the desecrated queen... (147)"
Hamlet. "The desecrated queen"?
Polonium. “The desecrated queen” is good.
First actor.
“She rushed about in the flames barefoot,
Threatening him with a stream of tears from his eyes,
There is no tiara on her head
A rag, frequent motherhood
Exhausted body, hidden in a blanket,
Which I grabbed in an hour of anxiety.
Anyone seeing her would denounce her
In the deceit of capricious Fortune,
But if the gods saw her,
When she saw Pyrrhus
Chopped her husband into small pieces,
Then her scream is a sudden explosion
I could moisten the eyes of heaven,
And evoke compassion from the gods."
Polonium.
He turned pale and had tears in his eyes!
Enough please.
Hamlet.
Perhaps that's enough. Well, the rest
You'll tell me next time.
And you, my lord, don’t follow that,
So that the actors are received well?
Let them be treated better
They are the embodiment of our days,
I'd rather have a bad epitaph
After death, their review of me is still
In life.
Polonium. Everyone will receive what they deserve.
Hamlet
No, damn it, my dear, much better!
If you treat everyone according to their deserts,
Who can escape spanking? Accept them
According to your own concepts of honor.
Let the less merit each has,
The more generosity will be shown.
Now I ask you to escort them out.
Polonium. Let's go, gentlemen.
Hamlet. Friends, follow him.
I hope we will hear the play tomorrow (151).
Polonius and all the actors except the First leave.

That's it, my old friend. Could
Play "The Murder of Gonzago"? (152)

Hamlet.
Play it tomorrow night
Can you do it on my signal?
Read us a monologue of poetry at twelve
Which one will I write for the play today?
First actor. Yes, my lord.
Hamlet.
Great. Then follow that lord.
Be careful not to mock them.
The first actor leaves.
My friends, we'll say goodbye until evening.
Welcome! Elsinore welcomes guests.
Rosencrantz. And off we go, my lord!
Hamlet. Yes, gentlemen, you too go with God!
Rosencrantz and Guildenstern leave.
Well, finally I'm alone!
What a bastard I am, a low slave!
Monstrous! An actor in a dream of passion
I subjugated my soul to my imagination
So much so that his face fell,
The eyes are in tears, and the appearance has become insane,
Broken voice, feelings and soul
Everything was his imagination!
And all because of what! Because of Hecuba!
And what is Hecuba to him, what is he to Hecuba,
To cry so much for her! What would you do?
He, if he had the same reason,
The same reason for passion as mine?
The stage was flooded to the top with tears,
And I would tear my ears apart with a monologue,
He drove the guilty mad and terrified the innocent,
It would confuse the ears and eyes of the ignorant.
I'm deaf and stupid, as if made of metal,
I live fruitlessly in business, like a dreamer.
What excuse can I say!
I dare not defend the king's honor,
Whose life, possessions and wife
Kidnapped, so unbearably vile.
Is he really a coward? Tell anyone you want
That I'm a scoundrel? Hit in the face?
Grab my beard and blow it in my face?
Or pull your nose? Call him a liar
And drive this word into my liver?
Who wants to do this? Damn it,
I will swallow everything, endure all insults.
I don't have enough bile to understand
All the bitterness of oppression. Otherwise
Long ago, Nob fed it to the vultures.
Bloody and lascivious scoundrel!
A traitor ignorant of conscience,
O revenge! What an ass I am!
I am the son of a murdered, traitorous father,
We are pushed towards revenge by heaven and Gehenna,
Like a whore, I ease my heart with words,
I swear like a scrubber in the kitchen!
Ew, disgusting! Enough moaning, brain, let's get to work!
I heard that criminals sometimes
We were so shocked by the performance,
That they immediately confessed to the crimes.
Murder is not having a tongue,
He will speak, performing an earthly miracle.
I'll instruct the actors to play the play,
Where will I tell my uncle about my father’s death?
And I will watch the expression myself
His face, explore him,
Until I get to the weak points.
And if he trembles for even a century,
Then I will know what to do.
Maybe that ghost is the devil.
After all, the devil has the power to accept
Favorite appearance Maybe he's being cunning
And takes advantage of my weakness
To ruin and torment my soul.
I will find more reliable proof,
I'll catch the king's conscience with the play.

Nikolay Samoilov