第一场 II - 汉姆雷特 - 蜗牛双语阅读

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汉姆雷特 | 第一场 II

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Hamlet: Not so, my lord; I am too much i' the sun.

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Queen Gertrude: Good Hamlet, cast thy nighted colour off, And let thine eye look like a friend on Denmark. Do not for ever with thy vailed lids Seek for thy noble father in the dust: Thou know'st 'tis common; all that lives must die, Passing through nature to eternity.

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Hamlet: Ay, madam, it is common.

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Queen Gertrude: If it be, Why seems it so particular with thee?

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Hamlet: Seems, madam! nay it is; I know not 'seems.' 'Tis not alone my inky cloak, good mother, Nor customary suits of solemn black, Nor windy suspiration of forced breath, No, nor the fruitful river in the eye, Nor the dejected 'havior of the visage, Together with all forms, moods, shapes of grief, That can denote me truly: these indeed seem, For they are actions that a man might play: But I have that within which passeth show; These but the trappings and the suits of woe.

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