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Now get you to my lady's chamber, and tell her, let
her paint an inch thick, to this favour she must
come; make her laugh at that.
[Hamlet, Act V, Scene I]


Ο Laurence Olivier (Αμλετ) και ο Stanley Holloway (Νεκροθάφτης), στην κινηματογραφική μεταφορά του Αμλετ (1948), σε σκηνοθεσία Laurence Olivier.




Ο Mel Gibson (Αμλετ) και ο Trevor Peacock (Νεκροθάφτης), στην κινηματογραφική μεταφορά του Αμλετ (1990), σε σκηνοθεσία Franco Zeffirelli.



Hamlet, Act V, Scene I

GRAVEDIGGER
In youth, when I did love, did love,
Methought it was very sweet,
To contract, O, the time, for, ah, my behove,
O, methought, there was nothing meet.
But age, with his stealing steps,
Hath claw'd me in his clutch,
HAMLET
Whose grave's this, sirrah?
GRAVEDIGGER
Mine, sir.
HAMLET
I think it be thine, indeed; for thou liest in't.
GRAVEDIGGER
You lie out on't, sir, and therefore it is not
yours: for my part, I do not lie in't, and yet it is mine.
HAMLET
'Thou dost lie in't, to be in't and say it is thine:
'tis for the dead, not for the quick; therefore thou liest.
GRAVEDIGGER
'Tis a quick lie, sir; 'twill away gain, from me to
you.
HAMLET
What man dost thou dig it for?
GRAVEDIGGER
For no man, sir.
HAMLET
What woman, then?
GRAVEDIGGER
For none, neither.
HAMLET
Who is to be buried in't?
GRAVEDIGGER
One that was a woman, sir; but, rest her soul, she's dead.
HAMLET
How absolute the knave is! we must speak by the
card, or equivocation will undo us.
How long hast thou been a
grave-maker?
GRAVEDIGGER
Of all the days i' the year, I came to't that day
that our last king Hamlet overcame Fortinbras.
HAMLET
How long is that since?
GRAVEDIGGER
Cannot you tell that? every fool can tell that: it
was the very day that young Hamlet was born; he that
is mad, and sent into England.
HAMLET
Ay, marry, why was he sent into England?
GRAVEDIGGER
Why, because he was mad: he shall recover his wits
there; or, if he do not, it's no great matter there.
HAMLET
Why?
GRAVEDIGGER
'Twill, a not be seen in him there; there the men
are as mad as he.
HAMLET
How came he mad?
GRAVEDIGGER
Very strangely, they say.
HAMLET
How strangely?
GRAVEDIGGER
Faith, e'en by losing his wits.
HAMLET
Upon what ground?
GRAVEDIGGER
Why, here in Denmark.
HAMLET
How long will a man lie i' the earth ere he rot?
GRAVEDIGGER
I' faith, if he be not rotten before he die
he will last you some eight year
or nine year: a tanner will last you nine year.
HAMLET
Why he more than another?
GRAVEDIGGER
Why, sir, his hide is so tanned with his trade, that
he will keep out water a great while; and your water
is a sore decayer of your whoreson dead body.
Here's a skull now; this skull has lain in the earth
three and twenty years.
HAMLET
Whose was it?
GRAVEDIGGER
A whoreson mad fellow's it was: whose do you think it was?
HAMLET
Nay, I know not.
GRAVEDIGGER
A pestilence on him for a mad rogue! a' poured a
flagon of Rhenish on my head once. This same skull,
sir, was Yorick's skull, the king's jester.
HAMLET
This?
GRAVEDIGGER
E'en that.
HAMLET
Let me see.
Alas, poor Yorick! I knew him, Horatio: a fellow
of infinite jest, of most excellent fancy: he hath
borne me on his back a thousand times; and now, how
abhorred in my imagination it is! my gorge rises at
it. Here hung those lips that I have kissed I know
not how oft. Where be your gibes now? your
gambols? your songs? your flashes of merriment,
that were wont to set the table on a roar? Not one
now, to mock your own grinning? quite chap-fallen?
Now get you to my lady's chamber, and tell her, let
her paint an inch thick, to this favour she must
come; make her laugh at that.