“My lord, the queen would speak with you, and presently.HAMLET Do you see yonder cloud that's almost in shape of a camel?POLONIUS By th'mass, and 'tis like a camel indeed.HAMLET Methinks it is like a weasel.POLONIUS It is backed like a weasel.HAMLET Or like a whale?POLONIUS Very like a whale.HAMLET Then I will come to my mother by and by. - They fool me to the top of my bent. - I will come by and by.”
In this quote from William Shakespeare's play "Hamlet," Hamlet uses a metaphorical conversation about a cloud to express his feelings of being deceived and manipulated by those around him.
Hamlet initially distracts Polonius by pointing out a cloud that he sees as shaped like a camel, while Polonius agrees with the comparison. Hamlet then suggests that the cloud looks like a weasel or a whale, showcasing his ability to see various interpretations in the same object. Finally, Hamlet states that he will go speak with his mother, but reveals his awareness of being deceived by saying "They fool me to the top of my bent." This line shows Hamlet's growing distrust and suspicion towards those around him, and foreshadows the manipulation and betrayal he will face throughout the play.
In this passage from William Shakespeare's "Hamlet," the main character Hamlet engages in a witty exchange with Polonius about the shapes of clouds in the sky. This interaction showcases Hamlet's cleverness and his tendency to play with words and ideas. This type of quick wit and playful banter is still seen as a sign of intelligence and humor in modern society. Additionally, this passage also reflects Hamlet's inner turmoil and indecision, which is a theme that resonates with audiences today as they navigate complex emotions and conflicting desires in their own lives.
In this passage from Shakespeare's play "Hamlet," the character of Hamlet is engaging in a playful exchange with Polonius, comparing the shape of a cloud to various animals. This dialogue showcases Hamlet's wit and clever wordplay, as well as his tendency to express his thoughts in a unique and unconventional manner.
In this passage from Hamlet by William Shakespeare, we see Hamlet's playful and witty nature as he engages in a conversation with Polonius about the shapes of clouds. Here are some reflection questions to consider:
“Do you see yonder cloud that’s almost in shape of a camel?Polonius: By the mass, and ‘tis like a camel, indeed.Hamlet: Methinks it is like a weasel.Polonius: It is backed like a weasel.Hamlet: Or like a whale?Polonius: Very like a whale.”
“What do you read, my lord? Hamlet: Words, words, words. Lord Polonius: What is the matter, my lord? Hamlet: Between who? Lord Polonius: I mean, the matter that you read, my lord.”
“I will receive it sir with all diligence of spirit. Put your bonnet to his right use, 'tis for the head.OSRIC I thank you lordship, it is very hot.HAMLET No believe me, 'tis very cold, the wind is northerly.OSRIC It is indifferent cold my lord, indeed.HAMLET But yet methinks it is very sultry and hot for my complexion.OSRIC Exceedingly my lord, it is very sultry, as 'twere - I cannot tell how. But my lord, his majesty bade me signify to you that a has laid a great wager on your head. Sir, this is the matter -HAMLET I beseech you remember.(Hamlet moves him to put on his hat)”
“Come, lady, come; you have lost the heart of Signior Benedick.BEATRICEIndeed, my lord, he lent it me awhile; and I gave him use for it, a double heart for his single one: marry, once before he won it of me with false dice, therefore your grace may well say I have lost it.DON PEDROYou have put him down, lady, you have put him down.BEATRICESo I would not he should do me, my lord, lest I should prove the mother of fools.”
“Nay, 'twill be this hour ere I have done weeping. All the kind of the Launces have this very fault. I have received my proportion, like the prodigious son, and am going with Sir Proteus to the Imperial's court. I think Crab, my dog, be the sourest-natured dog that lives. My mother weeping, my father wailing, my sister crying, our maid howling, our cat wringing her hands, and all our house in a great perplexity, yet did not this cruel-hearted cur shed one tear. He is a stone, a very pebble stone, and has no more pity in him than a dog. A Jew would have wept to have seen our parting. Why, my grandam, having no eyes, look you, wept herself blind at my parting. Nay, I'll show you the manner of it. This shoe is my father. No, this left shoe is my father. No, no, this left shoe is my mother. Nay, that cannot be so neither. Yes, it is so, it is so -- it hath the worser sole. This shoe with the hole in it is my mother, and this my father. A vengeance on't! There 'tis. Now, sir, this staff is my sister, for, look you, she is as white as a lily and as small as a wand. This hat is Nan, our maid. I am the dog. No, the dog is himself, and I am the dog -- O, the dog is me, and I am myself. Ay, so, so. Now come I to my father: 'Father, your blessing.' Now should not the shoe speak a word for weeping. Now should I kiss my father -- well, he weeps on. Now come I to my mother. O, that she could speak now like a wood woman! Well, I kiss her -- why, there 'tis: here's my mother's breath up and down. Now come I to my sister; mark the moan she makes. Now the dog all this while sheds not a tear nor speaks a word!”
“Where is Polonius?- In heaven; send hither to see: if your messenger find him not there, seek him i' the other place yourself.”