Sunday, October 6, 2013

Which way is Hamlet leaning his third soliloquy? Quote the line that tells you this. I can't decide if he decides that living is ultimately...

Third
soliloquy


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The third soliloquy of considerable significance
occurs in Act III Sc.-1. It is of great significance because it brings out the inmost
trait of Hamlet's character- his speculative turn of mind. It is to be remembered that
Hamlet has arranged for the play to be acted the same evening "to catch the conscience
of the king." His future course of action depends upon the success of his plan. It is
expected that his mind should be engrossed with the outcome of the play and the possible
reactions of the king. Instead there of we find him contemplating on the problems of
life and death. He is asking himself whether it is nobler to suffer the misfortunes of
life or to put on life itself with all its evils and
miseries.


To be or not to be :that is the
question.


whether it is noble in the
mind to suffer


The slings and arrows
of outrageous fortune


But that the
dread of something after death.


The
undiscovered country from whose
bourn


No traveller returns, puzzles
the will.



The
problem ,that Hamlet wants to solve
has a universal significance but it has no relation to the stern realities that confront
 him in the present. The soliloquy strike the key note of Hamlet's
character:


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And thus thw native hue of
resolution


Is sicklied over with the
pale cast of thought,


And enterprises
of great pitch and moment,


With this
regard their currents turn away.


And
lose the name of
action.



In the
last three lines, Hamlet recalls his beloved Ophelia with the earnest request to ask
pardon for his sins whenever she prays to God.


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Soft you
now!


The fair Ophelia! Nymph in thy
orisons


Be all my sins
remembered.


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