![]() He continues to criticize his mother’s quick marriage to an inferior person so soon after his father’s death. ![]() He then comments that his mother’s affection for his uncle increases, causing Hamlet to curse women in general. Hamlet calls his father an excellent king and his uncle a scoundrel. Beginning with line 136, Hamlet curses his mother for marrying his uncle two months after his father died. He then scorns all that life and the world has to offer, comparing it to an unweeded garden. Explanation and AnalysisĮxplanation: Hamlet begins by stating he wishes to be dead, yet he will not commit suicide for fear of everlasting punishment. O, most wicked speed, to post / With such dexterity to incestuous sheets! / It is not nor it cannot come to good: / But break, my heart for I must hold my tongue. ![]() Heaven and earth! / Must I remember? why, she would hang on him / As if increase of appetite had grown / By what it fed on: and yet, within a month- (145) / Let me not think on’t-Frailty, thy name is woman!- / A little month, or ere those shoes were old / With which she follow’d my poor father’s body, / Like Niobe, all tears:-why she, even she- / O, God! a beast, that wants discourse of reason, (150) / Would have mourn’d longer-married with my uncle, / My father’s brother, but no more like my father / Than I to Hercules: within a month: / Ere yet the salt of most unrighteous tears / Had left the flushing in her galled eyes, (155) / She married. ![]() That it should come to this! / But two months dead: nay, not so much, not two / So excellent a king that was, to this, / Hyperion to a satyr so loving to my mother (140) / That he might not beteem the winds of heaven / Visit her face too roughly. O, that this too too solid flesh would melt, / Thaw and resolve itself into a dew! (130) / Or that the Everlasting had not fix’d / His canon ‘gainst self-slaughter! O God! God! / How weary, stale, flat and unprofitable, / Seem to me all the uses of this world! / Fie on’t! ah fie! ‘tis an unweeded garden, (135) / That grows to seed things rank and gross in nature / Possess it merely. Let’s begin our look at famous Hamlet Soliloquies with this uplifting message from Hamlet himself: O, That This Too Too Solid Flesh Would Melt ![]()
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