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Name: ______________________
AP Literature & Composition
Hamlet
Hamlet “Sullied flesh” soliloquy
I.ii.133-164
DIRECTIONS
1. Each member of your group should read the entire soliloquy aloud.
2. What images jump out at you and why? Make notes directly on this page.
3. What is really bothering Hamlet?
O, that this too, too sullied flesh would melt,
Thaw, and resolve itself into a dew,
Or that the Everlasting had not fixed
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
That grows to seed. Things rank and gross in nature
Possess it merely. That it should come to this:
But two months dead – nay, not so much, not two.
So excellent a king, that was to this
Hyperion1 to a satyr; so loving to my mother
That he might not beteem the winds of heaven
Visit her face too roughly. 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
(Let me not think on ‘t; frailty, thy name is woman!),
A little month, or ere those shoes were old
With which she followed my poor father’s body,
Like Niobe2, all tears – why she, even she
(O God, a beast that wants discourse of reason
Would have mourned 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 gallèd eyes,
She married. 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.
1
Hyperion, in Greek religion and mythology, a Titan. He was the husband of his sister Theia and the father
by her of Helios, Selene, and Eos. It is sometimes said that he was the original sun god.
2
Niobe, in Greek mythology, queen of Thebes, wife of Amphion and daughter of Tantalus. The mother of
six sons and six daughters, she boasted of her fruitfulness, saying that Leto had only two children. Apollo
and Artemis, angry at this insult to their mother, killed all Niobe's children. Crying inconsolably, she fled to
Mt. Sipylus. There Zeus turned her into a stone image that wept perpetually.