Good Hamlet, cast thy nighted annotate off,
And let thine eye look worry a acquaintance on Denmark.
Do not forever with thy vailed lids
Seek for thy direful father in the dust.
Thou knowst tis common: every that lives must die,
Passing through nature to eternity.
[Move to Centre Stage]
What hast kelvin done?
He acts as though he is a lot offended,
And yet, should I not be also in regret?
I am no fool to think every last(predicate) is well here,
Denmark is falling to discord assurd
Thine husband sits too olympian upon the throne
Tis true he is overly fond of drink,
Yet he knows not the bane of Fortinbras
Too caught up in his weave of lies to care
Perhaps, he is not spiderlike, instead
Lying in wait like a trappd moth in shade.
Alas, I should not express so ill of him,
Indeed, tis not just to think so evil.
Let me now look to myself for blame, which
Dear Hamlet seems to worry upon first glance.
No longer gentle in ways, in nature,
Trappd in mind, fixated on deaths stupid touch
My eyes glance over his change in spirit
rank instead the loss, the grief he bares.
And now, he turns to look upon my soul
swear is lost for his gaze can shatter ice
The frozen wastelands of my heart, my head
Replaced with pull strings and infused with grace
Does Hamlet find things others cannot see?
Should I worry he for watch look too harshly?
But now, I do myself perceive the truth,
For I am the mask which cracks mirrors.
My loved son doth gaze, and what he sees
Is whispered through the decaying kingdom
His charge is heavy, satisfy do not heed him!
My life is nothing without my crown
The threat he poses will rip it from me!
If not to listen, thou will be judged.
Though accusation falls upon fair ears
And my loved son Hamlet doth listen well.
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