导读
在莎剧中，篇幅最长、受到最多讨论的就是《哈姆雷特》。许多文学家、评论家和学者一致认为《哈姆雷特》是莎翁最伟大的作品。本剧自问世以来，就引起广泛评论，伏尔泰、尼采、王尔德、艾略特都曾论述此剧。根据《莎士比亚季刊》（Shakespeare Quarterly）的统计，每年探讨《哈姆雷特》的作品数量达400多种，几乎比排名第二的《李尔王》多一倍。
主人翁哈姆雷特在第三幕那一段探索生命和死亡含义的独白“To be or not to be,that is the question”是外国文学史上最为人熟知的片段之一。而《哈姆雷特》在世界各地舞台上演出的次数亦不计其数，根据这个剧本改编而成的影片也超过50部。哈姆雷特一角，思想深刻，内心充满疑虑，更是无数演员所钟情的角色，其中也不乏女演员反串，如英国的波娜德（Sarah Bernhardt）早在1899年就曾演出过。
本剧完成于约1600年，故事的来源主要是12世纪瓜玛堤克斯（Saxo Grammaticus）以拉丁文写成的《丹麦史》（Historia Danica），但莎士比亚也可能参考1580年贝乐佛（Francois Belleforest）的法文版，以及基德（Thomas Kyd，1558—1594年）所写的一个主题相似的剧本《唔，哈姆雷特》（Ur-Hamlet）。这些作品的内容提供了《哈姆雷特》的基本架构，但莎士比亚也充分利用剧场的特性，增加部分情节，以达到演出效果，例如：老哈姆雷特的鬼魂现身、伶人演出戏中戏以测试国王是否为凶手、奥菲莉亚陷入疯狂以致死亡、雷尔提比剑为父报仇等等。
有些戏剧学家认为，这出戏是继希腊悲剧之后，欧洲两千年以来真正的悲剧。该剧不仅受到伊丽莎白时期的观众喜爱，而且至今仍魅力不减，对西方文化产生了深远影响，引起无数心理学和形而上学的臆测及探讨。
剧本最初针对爱情与乱伦这两个主题展开，后来鬼魂出现直指现任国王为凶手，尔后哈姆雷特装疯以进行复仇。剧中的复仇进展缓慢，但平静无波的宫廷生活，伏流着极其复杂纠结的心理世界。对于哈姆雷特的发疯，波洛涅斯推断是因为迷恋奥菲莉亚，皇后认为是因为丧父，奥菲莉亚认为是单纯的癫狂。这一方，充满猜测与怀疑的哈姆雷特，则在等待中沉浮。
真正获得线索得知国王遭到谋害的只有哈姆雷特一人，之后他陷入纷扰的情绪当中，对周遭的人反应过度，变得尖酸、残酷和暴戾，但他的反社会行为也吻合他的装疯计。对谋杀一事知情的观众，倾向于认同哈姆雷特，对他的各种想法能够产生共鸣，让人感受到事件的悬宕与层次、疏离与虚幻，以及平和与愤怒。
“复仇”这个主题在传统上有几项特征：（1）复仇是个人对不公义事件产生的个人反应，是没有获得当权者同意的一种暴力行为；（2）复仇事件常因公权不彰或犯罪事件受到隐瞒及保护，使得复仇者会以非法手段达到目的；（3）复仇行为可能衍生于司法系统败坏，或司法不允许个人采取极端手段报复私怨；（4）复仇者通常要在了解报仇对象的动机和过程后，才算圆满达成复仇；（5）复仇常比宗教信仰更具力量。
在莎士比亚撰写《哈姆雷特》之时，“复仇”就是极为普遍且受到欢迎的主题。但这个故事并非推理小说，因为其目的不在于找出真凶。此剧的重点也不是在于复仇本身，伊丽莎白时期的人认为，杀人犯必定会受到上帝的惩罚，但是他们也认为所有的机缘都是天意。莎士比亚让哈姆雷特意识到复仇后的下场，也让他在确定杀父凶手之后慨然行动，并说服自己的不幸遭遇都是天意。例如波洛涅斯死于自己窃听，奥菲莉亚溺水而亡以及雷尔提自食其果等。
哈姆雷特最后身中毒剑而亡，虽然是遭到了上帝的惩罚，但至少避免了莽撞杀害克劳狄斯或不堪痛苦而自杀的下场，反而像是英雄完成了使命一般。哈姆雷特为父报仇的态度，可以对比雷尔提与奥菲莉亚在父亲波洛涅斯死后的反应。雷尔提血气方刚，受到克劳狄斯的怂恿而动手报复；奥菲莉亚则心智错乱，坠溪身亡。而在哈姆雷特这一方面，他时而立下血仇，时而怀疑踌躇，在不断地思考中发现这两种态度的极端与不妥，一直到戏班子一场感人肺腑的演出后，才激发他真正的动力，决定采取行动。
哈姆雷特的心绪如此纷乱，思考又如此深刻。谋杀亲兄弟使政治及人心腐败，乱伦的婚姻又使爱情与人伦变质，在哈姆雷特的眼中，这个世界就像是杂草丛生的花园，找不到生存的意义，所以我们一见到哈姆雷特，他就已经怏怏不乐了。其后的窃听、密函谋害哈姆雷特、在剑尖和饮料中下毒，更显露出其中暗藏的污秽。
但腐败的内政和人心，并非是哈姆雷特对复仇迟疑犹豫的主要原因。哈姆雷特为何一再拖延复仇计划？这个问题直到19世纪才开始有人提出来认真探讨。
罗马的剧本分析家倾向于找出主角性格上的缺陷。自歌德以后，19世纪的评论家纷纷认为哈姆雷特有一颗诗人的心：敏感、细微、复杂，因此无法承受粗鄙的现实世界所带来的压力。柯立芝（Samuel Taylor Coleridge）则认为，哈姆雷特天性纤细敏锐，苦于过度思虑，渐渐失去下决心的力量。
时至20世纪，又有许多评论家追随弗洛伊德（Sigmund Freud,1886—1939年）的脚步，相信哈姆雷特具有俄狄浦斯情节（Oedipus complex），所以才无法对继父下手报仇，因为克劳狄斯完成了他心中弒父娶母的愿望。到了20世纪中期，部分评论家援用存在主义思想，主张哈姆雷特内心的矛盾并非个性上的缺陷，而是在一个倾圮的世界里，复仇这个举止本身代表着荒谬。
《哈姆雷特》的文本丰富而完整，适合各种层面的诠释：是秩序，也是混乱；是流利的语言，也是缄默的呈现；是自我身份的认同，也是伦理的探讨；包含心理，也包含政治。
当代著名的文学评论家卜伦（Harold Bloom）认为，诠释《哈姆雷特》最大的错误，是把这个悲剧当成是主角因为考虑太多，犹豫怀疑，迟迟无法下定决心的故事。究其根本，并不是哈姆雷特想得太多，而是他想得太彻底了，他因为不满于幻象，希望透过思考和事实得到真相。哈姆雷特只要一开口、一思考，就将自己的意识完全裸露在世人面前。每当他听到自己内在的声音，他的心意就开始改变，极端向内发展的倾向也就愈加明显。因此，在西方意识史上，哈姆雷特堪称是内在自我成长转变最多的人物。
哈姆雷特意识到人类的堕落。他的一段独白就道德的复杂、心理的深度、哲学的力量等方面来看，都对西方戏剧产生划时代的改变，创造了一种新的文学形式。莎士比亚进入哈姆雷特的内心深处，以语言表达哈姆雷特思维的每个面向与转折，以及在“爱”与“毒”这两股力量交缠时，所萌发的许多心理上的启示。莎士比亚利用复杂的句法和大量的词汇，描述哈姆雷特受到重创与扭曲的心灵状态。据学者统计，《哈姆雷特》一剧中约有600多个新词，其中有些词的意义不曾在英国文学史上出现，有些则是莎士比亚自创的，为欧洲注入了新的思维模式。《哈姆雷特》中最著名的独白就是下面所选的第一项，也是所有莎翁戏剧中最著名的一段独白。它脍炙人口，深刻表现了人文主义者哈姆雷特在进行个人复仇和探索社会变革过程中的心路历程，本身就是一首富于揭露性和哲理性的好诗，同时也是一把了解主人公性格的钥匙。
《哈姆雷特》是莎士比亚戏剧中受到评论最多的一出戏。它引起各阶层观众的兴趣，仁者见仁，智者见智。正好像鲁迅在谈到《红楼梦》时所说：“……单是命意，就因读者眼光而有种种：经学家看见《易》，道德家看见淫，才子看见缠绵，革命家看见排满，流言家看见宫闱秘事。”一千个读者会有一千个哈姆雷特形象出现。看《哈姆雷特》，看热闹的人沉醉于一个惊心动魄的复仇故事和拼杀的场面；看门道的人有更大收获：看见真疯与假疯的对比和交织，看见思想与行动的矛盾，看见亲人之间爱与恨的纠结，看见个人与时代社会的不相容。
HAMLET
To be,or not to be: that is the question:
Whether 'tis nobler in the mind to suffer
The slings and arrows of outrageous fortune,
Or to take arms against a sea of troubles,
And by opposing end them?
To die: to sleep;
No more; and by a sleep to say we end
The heart-ache and the thousand natural shocks
That flesh is heir to,'tis a consummation
Devoutly to be wish'd.
To die,to sleep;
To sleep: perchance to dream:
ay,there's the rub;
For in that sleep of death what dreams may come
When we have shuffled off this mortal coil,
Must give us pause: there's the respect
That makes calamity of so long life;
For who would bear the whips and scorns of time,
The oppressor's wrong,the proud man's contumely,
The pangs of despised love,the law's delay,
The insolence of office and the spurns
That patient merit of the unworthy takes,
When he himself might his quietus make
With a bare bodkin? who would fardels bear,
To grunt and sweat under a weary life,
But that the dread of something after death,
The undiscover'd country from whose bourn
No traveller returns,puzzles the will
And makes us rather bear those ills we have
Than fly to others that we know not of?
Thus conscience does make cowards of us all;
And thus the native hue of resolution
Is sicklied o'er with the pale cast of thought,
And enterprises of great pith and moment
With this regard their currents turn awry,
And lose the name of action.—
Soft you now!
The fair Ophelia!
Nymph,in thy orisons
Be all my sins remember'd.
哈姆雷特
生存还是毁灭，这是一个值得考虑的问题：
是否应默默地忍受坎坷命运之无情打击，
还是应与深如大海之无涯苦难奋然为敌，
并将其克服。
此二抉择，究竟是哪个较崇高？
死即睡眠，它不过如此！
倘若一眠能了结心灵之苦楚与肉体之百患,
那么，此结局是可盼的！
死去，睡去……
但在睡眠中可能有梦，啊，这就是个阻碍：
当我们摆脱了此垂死之皮囊，
在死之长眠中会有何梦来临？
它令我们踌躇，
使我们心甘情愿地承受长年之灾，
否则谁肯容忍人间之百般折磨，
如暴君之政、骄者之傲、失恋之痛、法章之慢、贪官之侮、或庸民之辱，
假如他能简单地一刃了之？
还有谁会肯去做牛做马，终生疲于操劳，
默默地忍受其苦其难，而不远走高飞，飘于渺茫之境，
倘若他不是因恐惧身后之事而使他犹豫不前？
此境乃无人知晓之邦，自古无返者。
所以，“理智”能使我们成为懦夫，
而“顾虑”能使我们本来辉煌之心志变得黯然无光，像个病夫。
再者，这些更能坏大事，乱大谋，使它们失去魄力。
见到奥菲莉亚
哦，小声。
美丽的奥菲莉亚，可爱的小姐，在你的祈祷中可别忘了我的罪孽。
HAMLET
O,that this too too solid flesh would melt
Thaw and resolve itself into a dew!
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,
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,
Hyperion 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 follow'd my poor father's body,
Like Niobe,all tears:—why she,even she—
O,God! a beast,that wants discourse of reason,
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,
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.
哈姆雷特
唉，只望血肉之躯能瞬化为甘露，天条亦无禁戒人类自戕；
上帝呀，上帝，
人间万物我观之已是乏味，枯燥，平淡，也令我心灰意懒。
罢了，罢了。就像无人管顾的花园被丛草吞没,
此事就如此地发生。
才去世两月，不，未及两月，
这么一个完美的君主……
与其相形之下，就如太阳神比色魔。
先父对吾母真是怜爱得无微不至，甚至不肯让强风吹拂于她的脸颊。
天哪！难道我不记得吗？她也曾依偎在他身旁，
仿佛有着无限的爱欲。可是，一月之内……
唉，不去想它了……弱者啊，你的名字叫“女人”!
短短一月，她跟随先父灵柩时所穿之鞋尚新呢!
当时她哭成了个泪人，就像耐有比。
为何现在她会变得如此呢？连她！
老天呀，连一只不知羞耻的禽兽都会哀悼得更久。
但她一月之内就下嫁于我叔,
也不等那哭红眼框内之虚假眼泪干涸。
他虽是我父亲之胞弟，但是他们两人可迥然不同，
就像我比赫酋力士一般。
唉，太快了，如此敏捷地跃入乱伦褥中。
这是不对，也将无善果的。
我心将碎，因我不能多言。
HAMLET
O,what a rogue and peasant slave am I!
Is it not monstrous that this player here,
But in a fiction,in a dream of passion,
Could force his soul so to his own conceit
That from her working all his visage wann'd,
Tears in his eyes,distraction in's aspect,
A broken voice,and his whole function suiting
With forms to his conceit? and all for nothing!
For Hecuba! What's Hecuba to him,or he to Hecuba,
That he should weep for her? What would he do,
Had he the motive and the cue for passion
That I have?
He would drown the stage with tears
And cleave the general ear with horrid speech,
Make mad the guilty and appal the free,
Confound the ignorant,and amaze indeed
The very faculties of eyes and ears.
Yet I,A dull and muddy-mettled rascal,peak,
Like John-a-dreams,unpregnant of my cause,
And can say nothing; no,not for a king,
Upon whose property and most dear life
A damn'd defeat was made.
Am I a coward?
Who calls me villain? breaks my pate across?
Plucks off my beard,and blows it in my face?
Tweaks me by the nose?
Gives me the lie i' the throat,
As deep as to the lungs? who does me this?
Ha! 'Swounds,I should take it: for it cannot be
But I am pigeon-liver'd and lack gall
To make oppression bitter,or ere this
I should have fatted all the region kites
With this slave's offal: bloody,bawdy villain!
Remorseless,treacherous,lecherous,kindless villain!
O,vengeance! Why,what an ass am I!
This is most brave,
That I,the son of a dear father murder'd,
Prompted to my revenge by heaven and hell,
Must,like a whore,unpack my heart with words,
And fall a-cursing,like a very drab,
A scullion! Fie upon't! foh!
Bout,my brain! I have heard
That guilty creatures sitting at a play
Have by the very cunning of the scene
Been struck so to the soul that presently
They have proclaim'd their malefactions;
For murder,though it have no tongue,will speak
With most miraculous organ.
I'll have these players
Play something like the murder of my father
Before mine uncle:
I'll observe his looks;
I'll tent him to the quick: if he but blench,
I know my course.
The spirit that I have seen
May be the devil: and the devil hath power
To assume a pleasing shape; yea,and perhaps
Out of my weakness and my melancholy,
As he is very potent with such spirits,
Abuses me to damn me:
I'll have grounds
More relative than this: the play 's the thing
Wherein I'll catch the conscience of the king.
哈姆雷特
唉，我是个恶人，也是个无用的蠢才！
真不可思议，这个伶人能把单单一个虚构的故事，伪装的感情，
表演得如此淋漓尽致。
他的脸色可随意苍白，热泪可泉涌，神情可仓皇，
声音可抖颤，姿态可传神。但这全徒劳啊，这仅是为了西古芭！
西古芭对他是何许人，他对西古芭又是何许人，他须如此地为她哭泣？
倘若他有了我的悲愤理由与动机，那他又会怎样？
他一定会把此戏台用泪水淹没，把那骇人之听闻灌入观众耳内，
令戴罪者疯狂，无罪者惊愕，愚昧者惶惑,也使众人的耳目迷乱如痴。
而我……
却是个懒散不振的家伙，整天抑郁不乐，胸无成竹的没个主意。
简直像个白日梦迷，也无能替一位被狠毒谋害的国王说半句话。
我是不是个懦夫？
有谁能指责我是个恶棍，敲我的脑袋，扭我的鼻子，
揪掉我的胡须然后吹它于我脸上，斥骂我是个无耻的谎者?
谁能对我如此？呵，我发誓，我会心甘情愿地承受这些，
因我无疑是个胆小鬼，无勇气抗议恶行；
否则我早会挖出那卑鄙奴才之肺腑，来喂饱天下之所有兀鹰！
血淋淋的猥亵恶贼！毫无愧疚，奸诈、荒淫、无义的恶贼！
啊，复仇呀！
唉，我是个笨驴！
我是个被害国君之子，天地之鬼神均怂恿我去为他复仇，
而我却还是在此，只能用字眼来咒骂，
活像个满口秽言的下流婊子，
带着一副泼妇骂街的模样，真是勇敢极了！呸，算了，呸！
让我动脑筋想想……我曾听说，当犯罪者看戏时，
有时逼真的剧情能使他突然天良发现，使他当场忏悔其过。
谋杀血案也许是无口申冤，但它却另有其他之神奇表达方法。
我要教这班演员们在叔父面前演出父亲遇害的过程，
那时我可注意他的反应，观察他的一举一动。
待他有变时，我自然晓得如何去办。
我所到的那个幽魂也许是个恶鬼，而恶鬼有能力化为美形，
趁我忧郁脆弱时来蛊惑我，使我沉沦堕落。
是的，恶鬼的确是有此本领的。
我可用此剧为陷阱来捕捉国王良心内之隐秘，获得最确凿的证据。
HORATIO
That can I;
At least,the whisper goes so.Our last king,
Whose image even but now appear'd to us,
Was,as you know,by Fortinbras of Norway,
Thereto prick'd on by a most emulate pride,
Dared to the combat; in which our valiant Hamlet—
For so this side of our known world esteem'd him—
Did slay this Fortinbras; who by a seal'd compact,
Well ratified by law and heraldry,
Did forfeit,with his life,all those his lands
Which he stood seized of,to the conqueror:
Against the which,a moiety competent
Was gaged by our king; which had return'd
To the inheritance of Fortinbras,
Had he been vanquisher; as,by the same covenant,
And carriage of the article design'd,
His fell to Hamlet.Now,sir,young Fortinbras,
Of unimproved mettle hot and full,
Hath in the skirts of Norway here and there
Shark'd up a list of lawless resolutes,
For food and diet,to some enterprise
That hath a stomach in't; which is no other—
As it doth well appear unto our state—
But to recover of us,by strong hand
And terms compulsatory,those foresaid lands
So by his father lost: and this,I take it,
Is the main motive of our preparations,
The source of this our watch and the chief head
Of this post-haste and romage in the land.
赫瑞修
我可以；至少相传是如此：
我们的先王
——他的形象我们刚刚才见到——
曾接受了那目空一切的
挪威王福丁布拉氏所提出之一项单独挑战。
当时我们英勇的哈姆雷特王
——这是吾邦众所周知的——
就在此战役中斩杀了福丁布拉氏。
事后，依战前所立之合法条约，
福丁布拉氏阵亡就立即放弃其拥有之一块国土,
恰若反是吾王阵亡，我国也将放弃同样的一块国土。
哪知当今那乳臭未干并刚猛好战的福丁布拉少氏，
在挪威境内到处招军买马，啸聚了一群不法之徒，
此时正在摩拳擦掌，志在光复其父所失之江山。
吾料这就是为何我国要如此地日夜警惕，加倍生产之故。
KING CLAUDIUS
Though yet of Hamlet our dear brother's death
The memory be green,and that it us befitted
To bear our hearts in grief and our whole kingdom
To be contracted in one brow of woe,
Yet so far hath discretion fought with nature
That we with wisest sorrow think on him,
Together with remembrance of ourselves.
Therefore our sometime sister,now our queen,
The imperial jointress to this warlike state,
Have we,as 'twere with a defeated joy,—
With an auspicious and a dropping eye,
With mirth in funeral and with dirge in marriage,
In equal scale weighing delight and dole,—
Taken to wife: nor have we herein barr'd
Your better wisdoms,which have freely gone
With this affair along.For all,our thanks.
Now follows,that you know,young Fortinbras,
Holding a weak supposal of our worth,
Or thinking by our late dear brother's death
Our state to be disjoint and out of frame,
Colleagued with the dream of his advantage,
He hath not fail'd to pester us with message,
Importing the surrender of those lands
Lost by his father,with all bonds of law,
To our most valiant brother.So much for him.
Now for ourself and for this time of meeting:
Thus much the business is: we have here writ
To Norway,uncle of young Fortinbras,—
Who,impotent and bed-rid,scarcely hears
Of this his nephew's purpose,—to suppress
His further gait herein; in that the levies,
The lists and full proportions,are all made
Out of his subject: and we here dispatch
You,good Cornelius,and you,Voltimand,
For bearers of this greeting to old Norway;
Giving to you no further personal power
To business with the king,more than the scope
Of these delated articles allow.
Farewell,and let your haste commend your duty.
克劳狄斯国王
朕念吾手足先王哈姆雷特崩逝不久，
记忆犹新。
今举国哀恸，赤心剖见。
此乃吾等之本分矣！
但今理智应取代天性，
悲中亦勿忘本职。
故朕决意联亲前嫂，为今皇后，
以共理天下。
恰似悲中尚有喜；一目哀戚，一目欢欣。
殡丧不乏乐，婚宴亦参哀。
朕以为此悲喜两情宜多斟酌而适均之。
朕亦未忘众大臣不懈于内，为此美事进尽雅言，
寡人感激固不在话下。
另一要事诸位已知：
福丁布拉少氏一向藐视吾邦，
今先王崩殂，福氏以为本国混乱，其志更长，妄自尊大，
已屡次传书扰衅，要求我国归还其失于先王之合法疆土。
不谈此厮也罢！且来商讨吾等之要事，也即今升朝之原由。
事现如此：
寡人已传书与挪威王，即福丁布拉少氏之叔，
要求他止限其侄坐大，因其侄之队伍与辎重全来自其庶民也。
怎奈他久病于榻，元气全失，对其侄之所为毫无知晓。
故寡人今特派傅特曼、孔里尼二员携此函赴挪威予其老王，望其明察。
此函详细，其余之事，傅、孔二人无权商洽。
望二人多多保重，速早启程。
KING CLAUDIUS
'Tis sweet and commendable in your nature,Hamlet,
To give these mourning duties to your father:
But,you must know,your father lost a father;
That father lost,lost his,and the survivor bound
In filial obligation for some term
To do obsequious sorrow: but to persever
In obstinate condolement is a course
Of impious stubbornness; 'tis unmanly grief;
It shows a will most incorrect to heaven,
A heart unfortified,a mind impatient,
An understanding simple and unschool'd:
For what we know must be and is as common
As any the most vulgar thing to sense,
Why should we in our peevish opposition
Take it to heart? Fie! 'tis a fault to heaven,
A fault against the dead,a fault to nature,
To reason most absurd: whose common theme
Is death of fathers,and who still hath cried,
From the first corse till he that died to-day,
'This must be so.' We pray you,throw to earth
This unprevailing woe,and think of us
As of a father: for let the world take note,
You are the most immediate to our throne;
And with no less nobility of love
Than that which dearest father bears his son,
Do I impart toward you.For your intent
In going back to school in Wittenberg,
It is most retrograde to our desire:
And we beseech you,bend you to remain
Here,in the cheer and comfort of our eye,
Our chiefest courtier,cousin,and our son.
克劳狄斯国王
你如此地凭吊汝父，孝道尽之，
实可赞可嘉也。
但你也应知，汝父也曾失其父，
其父更失其父。为子者为尽孝道，
是应凭吊一时。但无止境地哀恸，实非男子之情，
而乃不虔敬于天之顽为，意志软弱之倾向，
也是无耐心，无知识之表行也！
既知天意已是无法逃避，那你就应领为常情，何必永挂于心？
哼，这是违天道，违亡者，违自然，违理智之作风。
此四者由古迄今，从第一为父到今方死者，
都告诉了我们：为父者将死，此乃必然。
所以，我祈求你埋葬了你这盲目的忧郁，视吾为汝父，
也让世人知道你是此王位的下任继承人，
而且朕对你之爱也决不欠于一位父亲对其亲子之爱也!
至于你欲回卫登堡求学之念，寡人是非常地反对。
我希望你能留于此地，让寡人来关怀照顾你，
使你成为寡人的一位要臣、爱侄与孩儿。
LAERTES
Think it no more;
For nature,crescent,does not grow alone
In thews and bulk,but,as this temple waxes,
The inward service of the mind and soul
Grows wide withal.Perhaps he loves you now,
And now no soil nor cautel doth besmirch
The virtue of his will: but you must fear,
His greatness weigh'd,his will is not his own;
For he himself is subject to his birth:
He may not,as unvalued persons do,
Carve for himself; for on his choice depends
The safety and health of this whole state;
And therefore must his choice be circumscribed
Unto the voice and yielding of that body
Whereof he is the head.Then if he says he loves you,
It fits your wisdom so far to believe it
As he in his particular act and place
May give his saying deed; which is no further
Than the main voice of Denmark goes withal.
Then weigh what loss your honour may sustain,
If with too credent ear you list his songs,
Or lose your heart,or your chaste treasure open
To his unmaster'd importunity.
Fear it,Ophelia,fear it,my dear sister,
And keep you in the rear of your affection,
Out of the shot and danger of desire.
The chariest maid is prodigal enough,
If she unmask her beauty to the moon:
Virtue itself 'scapes not calumnious strokes:
The canker galls the infants of the spring,
Too oft before their buttons be disclosed,
And in the morn and liquid dew of youth
Contagious blastments are most imminent.
Be wary then; best safety lies in fear:
Youth to itself rebels,though none else near.
雷尔提
仅是如此而已。
因人之成长，非仅躯体之强大，
而需连与意志及灵魂之茁壮也。
也许他现在是真心地爱你，也许他也的确是个君子，
但你须顾虑到，因他之身世与地位，他的意志是非属他有。
他无常人之自由，因为他的抉择关键于国家，
所以事事都有其后顾及着想。那时即使他对你说他爱你，
你也只可斟酌地去相信他，
因为也许那只不过是奉合民意之良策而已呢！
因此你要谨慎，别因他的情歌或苦苦哀求而爱上他，或轻易失身。
请顾虑到这些，奥菲莉亚，请顾虑到这些，亲爱的妹妹。
我劝你远离情欲的引诱而洁身自爱；
贞女不露其娇于月，
节操难敌毁谤口碑。
春之蓓蕾常伤于尺蠖而不花，
青春少年更易受诱惑而腐堕。
你应惧怕这些，因唯有惧怕才能使你安全。
年轻人都是血气方刚的。
HAMLET
Ay,marry,is't:
But to my mind,though I am native here
And to the manner born,it is a custom
More honour'd in the breach than the observance.
This heavy-headed revel east and west
Makes us traduced and tax'd of other nations:
They clepe us drunkards,and with swinish phrase
Soil our addition; and indeed it takes
From our achievements,though perform'd at height,
The pith and marrow of our attribute.
So,oft it chances in particular men,
That for some vicious mole of nature in them,
As,in their birth—wherein they are not guilty,
Since nature cannot choose his origin—
By the o'ergrowth of some complexion,
Oft breaking down the pales and forts of reason,
Or by some habit that too much o'er-leavens
The form of plausive manners,that these men,
Carrying,I say,the stamp of one defect,
Being nature's livery,or fortune's star,—
Their virtues else—be they as pure as grace,
As infinite as man may undergo—
Shall in the general censure take corruption
From that particular fault: the dram of eale
Doth all the noble substance of a doubt
To his own scandal.
哈姆雷特
是的，这是。
不过，依我看来，虽然我也身为本地人，
这个习俗还是不去遵守较好，
因为这些酗酒狂欢只会引致外人对我们之耻笑；
他们污秽了我们的名誉，称呼我们是酒鬼，是猪。
即使我们也有我们的辉煌成就，这些名号的确会令我们面上无光。
有些人也常得到同类的遭遇。
他们因天然之不幸，例如被遗传的某些缺陷
——这些不能怪他们，
因为他们不能挑选他们的父母——
或因阴阳之错差而失去理智，
或因他们的行为与众不同，他们将永被世人排斥。
无论他们的内心是多么的崇高纯洁，
他们的名誉将永被此一瑕疵败坏。
一小块污点能抹杀一人之所有优点。
Ghost
I am thy father's spirit,
Doom'd for a certain term to walk the night,
And for the day confined to fast in fires,
Till the foul crimes done in my days of nature
Are burnt and purged away.But that I am forbid
To tell the secrets of my prison-house,
I could a tale unfold whose lightest word
Would harrow up thy soul,freeze thy young blood,
Make thy two eyes,like stars,start from their spheres,
Thy knotted and combined locks to part
And each particular hair to stand on end,
Like quills upon the fretful porpentine:
But this eternal blazon must not be
To ears of flesh and blood.List,list,O,list!
If thou didst ever thy dear father love—
鬼魂
吾乃汝父之灵。
此时因被判而漫游徘徊于夜，烈火煎熬于日,
直至我生前之孽障被洗清燃尽后方止。
苦我有口难言，无法说出我此时的牢狱之灾，
否则，我有一故事可相告，
它会令你心灵痛楚、血浆凝固、双目暴凸、卷发成直、毛骨悚然。
可惜此后世之天机，勿可泄露于血肉之耳也！
听之，听之呀，听之，倘若你曾爱汝父的话。
HAMLET
O all you host of heaven! O earth! what else?
And shall I couple hell? O,fie! Hold,hold,my heart;
And you,my sinews,grow not instant old,
But bear me stiffly up.Remember thee!
Ay,thou poor ghost,while memory holds a seat
In this distracted globe.Remember thee!
Yea,from the table of my memory
I'll wipe away all trivial fond records,
All saws of books,all forms,all pressures past,
That youth and observation copied there;
And thy commandment all alone shall live
Within the book and volume of my brain,
Unmix'd with baser matter: yes,by heaven!
O most pernicious woman!
O villain,villain,smiling,damned villain!
My tables,—meet it is I set it down,
That one may smile,and smile,and be a villain;
At least I'm sure it may be so in Denmark:
哈姆雷特
呵，天地之神明呀！还有呢？
难道也要呼唤于地狱之恶鬼吗？
唉，（掩住胸膛）我心勿碎，我肌勿老，
让我稳稳地站住。
记着你？会的，可怜的鬼魂，只要我这痴傻的头颅尚能有记忆。
记着你？会的，我将把我记忆中所有之琐碎杂事、书中之智慧
及少年学所得之经验统统一笔扫清。
唯您之指示将存留于我的脑袋，决不与其他事情混杂。
会的，我向天发誓。
啊，最恶毒的妇人！
啊，恶棍，恶棍，满脸堆笑的该死恶棍！
我的笔记（搜其口袋），我应当把这些记录下来：
有人能笑呀笑的，但仍然是个恶棍；
至少在丹麦我能确定此点。
HAMLET
I will tell you why; so shall my anticipation
Prevent your discovery,and your secrecy to the king
And queen moult no feather.I have of late—but
Wherefore I know not—lost all my mirth,forgone all
Custom of exercises; and indeed it goes so heavily
With my disposition that this goodly frame,the
Earth,seems to me a sterile promontory,this most
Excellent canopy,the air,look you,this brave
O'erhanging firmament,this majestical roof fretted
With golden fire,why,it appears no other thing to
Me than a foul and pestilent congregation of vapours.
What a piece of work is a man! how noble in reason!
How infinite in faculty! in form and moving how
Express and admirable! in action how like an angel!
In apprehension how like a god! the beauty of the
World! the paragon of animals! And yet,to me,
What is this quintessence of dust? man delights not
Me: no,nor woman neither,though by your smiling
You seem to say so.
哈姆雷特
让我先道破其中之原因，这样，你们也无须把它说出，
令你们失诺于国王与皇后。
最近——我也不知是为何——我失去了欢欣，
对一切事务也毫无兴致。说真的,
我的心灵沉重得使我觉得这整个世界只不过是块枯燥的顽石。
这个美好的天空，看，（用手指天）好一个悬于头顶之壮丽穹苍，
好一个有金色火焰点缀之华丽屋宇，但是，
现在它对我来说，只不过是一团乌烟瘴气而已。
人类是个多么美妙的杰作，它拥有着崇高的理智，
也有无限的能力与优美可钦的仪表。其举止就如天使，灵性可媲神仙。
它是天之骄子，也是万物之灵。但是，对我来讲，它岂不是朽如粪土？
人们已无法令我欢欣——就连女人。
你们在笑，好像不以为然。
HAMLET
Nay,do not think I flatter;
For what advancement may I hope from thee
That no revenue hast but thy good spirits,
To feed and clothe thee? Why should the poor be flatter'd?
No,let the candied tongue lick absurd pomp,
And crook the pregnant hinges of the knee
Where thrift may follow fawning.Dost thou hear?
Since my dear soul was mistress of her choice
And could of men distinguish,her election
Hath seal'd thee for herself; for thou hast been
As one,in suffering all,that suffers nothing,
A man that fortune's buffets and rewards
Hast ta'en with equal thanks: and blest are those
Whose blood and judgment are so well commingled,
That they are not a pipe for fortune's finger
To sound what stop she please.Give me that man
That is not passion's slave,and I will wear him
In my heart's core,ay,in my heart of heart,
As I do thee.—Something too much of this.—
There is a play to-night before the king;
One scene of it comes near the circumstance
Which I have told thee of my father's death:
I prithee,when thou seest that act afoot,
Even with the very comment of thy soul
Observe mine uncle: if his occulted guilt
Do not itself unkennel in one speech,
It is a damned ghost that we have seen,
And my imaginations are as foul
As Vulcan's stithy.Give him heedful note;
For I mine eyes will rivet to his face,
And after we will both our judgments join
In censure of his seeming.
哈姆雷特
不，别以为我在恭维你，
你拥有的唯一财富，仅是你的一颗善良之心，我能得到些什么好处？
有啥理由要来巴结一个穷光蛋？
算了，还是把献媚者的那套甜言蜜语留给那些爱好虚荣之士吧，
因为在他们那儿屈膝奉承还有希望得到些甜头呢。
你听着了吗？自我懂事并能辨别人之善恶以来，
你就是我心灵所选中之人。
你曾历尽沧桑，也尝遍人生甘苦。
但愿老天保佑如此之士，因为他们的血气与理智已被调整得和谐淑均，
他们不会忍气吞声地默默接受命运之玩弄与摆布，
也不会轻举妄动，意气用事。
给我如此一人，他不做感情的奴隶，
而我将把他牢牢地系束于心坎，是的，系束于心内之心，
就好了，此话说得太多了。
今晚有一出戏将在国王御前上演，
其中有一幕将涉及我所告诉你之吾父死因。
我恳求你，当你见到此幕演出时，你得仔细地观察我的叔父。
如果他所藏匿之罪恶没在一片台词中被揭穿的话，
那么，我们所见到的的确是个恶鬼，
而我的多疑之心真的是比火神之铁砧还更污秽。
把他留意好。我的眼睛也会钉在他的脸上。
事后我们可以比较一下我们对他表现的评语。
HAMLET
Look here,upon this picture,and on this,
The counterfeit presentment of two brothers.
See,what a grace was seated on this brow;
Hyperion's curls; the front of Jove himself;
An eye like Mars,to threaten and command;
A station like the herald Mercury
New-lighted on a heaven-kissing hill;
A combination and a form indeed,
Where every god did seem to set his seal,
To give the world assurance of a man:
This was your husband.Look you now,what follows:
Here is your husband; like a mildew'd ear,
Blasting his wholesome brother.Have you eyes?
Could you on this fair mountain leave to feed,
And batten on this moor? Ha! have you eyes?
You cannot call it love; for at your age
The hey-day in the blood is tame,it's humble,
And waits upon the judgment: and what judgment
Would step from this to this? Sense,sure,you have,
Else could you not have motion; but sure,that sense
Is apoplex'd; for madness would not err,
Nor sense to ecstasy was ne'er so thrall'd
But it reserved some quantity of choice,
To serve in such a difference.What devil was't
That thus hath cozen'd you at hoodman-blind?
Eyes without feeling,feeling without sight,
Ears without hands or eyes,smelling sans all,
Or but a sickly part of one true sense
Could not so mope.
O shame! where is thy blush? Rebellious hell,
If thou canst mutine in a matron's bones,
To flaming youth let virtue be as wax,
And melt in her own fire: proclaim no shame
When the compulsive ardour gives the charge,
Since frost itself as actively doth burn
And reason panders will.
哈姆雷特
你看这幅画像，（掏出颈上项链所挂之小画像）
也看这幅，（揪住皇后颈上项链所挂之另一幅小画像）
这是两兄弟之肖像。
这一幅所绘的，他的相貌庄严如天神，有着太阳神之发髻、
天王之前额、叱咤风云之战神双目和天使降落山巅之英姿。
这些之组成，就是神明们所认同之人类楷模，也就是你的前夫。
请看这下一幅：这就是你的现任丈夫。
他就像颗霉烂的禾穗，败坏了他的健硕弟兄。
难道你没长眼睛吗?
难道你愿意走离这座丰裕美好的高山，（指着其父之绘像）
而觅食于如此贫瘠之不毛之地？（指着叔父之绘像）
哈，你瞎了眼吗？
你不能说那是为了爱情，因为依你之年纪，
情欲应已被减弱，应已被驯服，应已被理智取代，
但是，什么样的理智会使你由此（指其父）转至此（指其叔）？
当然你也有知觉，否则你怎能行动？
不过，你的这些知觉一定早已中风麻痹，
因为连个疯子都不会犯如此的大错，
理智也不会如此地被情欲驾驭，无能做出抉择。
你是中了什么邪，它能使你如此地被蒙骗，
你的视、触、听、嗅觉如此地被混淆？
天晓得，只要有半个健全的感官存在，它都足够使你恍悟的。
羞耻啊！你的赧颜在哪里呢？
如果地狱之孽火尚能使年长妇人由骨髓内煽起淫念，
那么在青春的狂焰里，贞操岂不是块蜡，它将瞬间熔化？
别再指责少年人之冲动是可耻的了，
当白发人自己的欲火也燃烧得同样猛烈，
而理智亦被贬黜为情欲的淫媒时。
HAMLET
I'll be with you straight go a little before.
Exeunt all except HAMLET
How all occasions do inform against me,
And spur my dull revenge! What is a man,
If his chief good and market of his time
Be but to sleep and feed? a beast,no more.
Sure,he that made us with such large discourse,
Looking before and after,gave us not
That capability and god-like reason
To fust in us unused.Now,whether it be
Bestial oblivion,or some craven scruple
Of thinking too precisely on the event,
A thought which,quarter'd,hath but one part wisdom
And ever three parts coward,I do not know
Why yet I live to say 'This thing's to do;'
Sith I have cause and will and strength and means
To do't.Examples gross as earth exhort me:
Witness this army of such mass and charge
Led by a delicate and tender prince,
Whose spirit with divine ambition puff'd
Makes mouths at the invisible event,
Exposing what is mortal and unsure
To all that fortune,death and danger dare,
Even for an egg-shell.Rightly to be great
Is not to stir without great argument,
But greatly to find quarrel in a straw
When honour's at the stake.How stand I then,
That have a father kill'd,a mother stain'd,
Excitements of my reason and my blood,
And let all sleep? while,to my shame,I see
The imminent death of twenty thousand men,
That,for a fantasy and trick of fame,
Go to their graves like beds,fight for a plot
Whereon the numbers cannot try the cause,
Which is not tomb enough and continent
To hide the slain? O,from this time forth,
My thoughts be bloody,or be nothing worth!
哈姆雷特
我马上就赶来，你们先走。
全人出，仅留哈姆雷特
许多事情之发生，都像是在谴责我，
鞭策我那已钝的复仇心志向前！
假如一个人整天只晓得吃与睡，那他还算是什么东西？
他只不过是头畜生而已。
创物者既已赐给我们思考之能力与瞻前顾后之远见，
那他一定不会希望我们让这些似神的能力因不用而霉烂。
我不晓得我处事之慢，是因我已像头畜生般地把此事茫然忘却，
还是因我对此事有着过分的顾虑，使我踌躇不前；
说真的，此原因若分四份，它包括了一份理智与三份懦弱。
其实，我有足够的动机、心志、力量与办法来完成此事，
也有许多明显的榜样在鼓励我。
瞧这庞大的队伍，它的统帅是个年轻娇嫩的王子；
他仗着勃勃之勇气与天命之雄心，罔顾不测之凶险，
拼着血肉之躯奋然与命运、死神、危机挑战。
这全为了小小一块弹丸之地！
真正的伟大，并不只是肯为轰轰烈烈之大事奋斗，
而是肯在一区区草菅中力争一份荣耀。
而我呢？我的父亲遭惨杀，我的母亲被玷污，
我的理智与情感均被此深仇激动；而我却无所行动。
我该多么地惭愧，当我见到这两万名军士，
他们甘心在一念之间，为一虚名而视死如归地步入他们的坟墓；
全为了争取一块连埋葬他们尸骨都不足之地。
啊，从今开始，我必痛下浴血之决心，否则一切将枉然！
KING CLAUDIUS
Follow her close; give her good watch,
I pray you.
Exit HORATIO
O,this is the poison of deep grief; it springs
All from her father's death.O Gertrude,Gertrude,
When sorrows come,they come not single spies
But in battalions.First,her father slain:
Next,your son gone; and he most violent author
Of his own just remove: the people muddied,
Thick and unwholesome in their thoughts and whispers,
For good Polonius' death; and we have done but greenly,
In hugger-mugger to inter him: poor Ophelia
Divided from herself and her fair judgment,
Without the which we are pictures,or mere beasts:
Last,and as much containing as all these,
Her brother is in secret come from France;
Feeds on his wonder,keeps himself in clouds,
And wants not buzzers to infect his ear
With pestilent speeches of his father's death;
Wherein necessity,of matter beggar'd,
Will nothing stick our person to arraign
In ear and ear.O my dear Gertrude,this,
Like to a murdering-piece,in many places
Gives me superfluous death.
克劳狄斯国王
紧紧地跟着她，把她给看好；我求求你。
赫瑞修出
此乃悲恸过甚之毒啊！它全出自其父之死。
唉，葛簇特呀，葛簇特，
祸真不单行，它来时可真是成群结队的。
最初是她父亲之死，然后是你儿子之远离——那可是他自作自受的。
继之，人们对波洛涅斯尔之死都早已心怀鬼胎地在议论纷纷，
而我却不智地把他草草埋葬。
还有，可怜的奥菲莉亚，现在她已失去了理智。对她来说，
我们只不过是一些幻影、禽兽而已。
最糟糕的，就是其兄现已由法秘密归国;
他对此事早已疑心重重;
他又身置五里雾中，难免会有些爱弄是非者进与谗言，
传以其父死因之谣。
此事既早已混淆不清，再加上流言，
人们很可能会毫不犹豫地归咎于我。
亲爱的葛簇特啊，这就好像个散弹炮，
它足够杀死我数次！
HAMLET
Let me see.
Takes the skull
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 rims 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.Prithee,Horatio,tell
Me one thing.
哈姆雷特
哎呀，可怜的约利克，赫兄啊，我曾认得他！
他是个风趣无限，满腹想象力的家伙；
他曾千百次地背我于他背上玩耍。
现在回想起来，那是多么地令人恶心，令人反胃。
在这儿（抚摸著骷颅牙齿）悬挂着我曾亲过不知多少次的嘴唇。
你的讥嘲、你的欢跃、你的歌声、
你的能让全桌哄然之妙语现在都到哪里去了呢？
无人再来讥笑你的龇牙笑脸了吧？下巴没了？
你快去我女士的闺房那儿，告诉她，就算她现在抹上一寸厚的胭脂，
到头来她也将变成如此；让她去笑这些吧！
赫兄，请告诉我……
OPHELIA
O,my lord,my lord,I have been so affrighted!
LORD POLONIUS
With what,i' the name of God?
OPHELIA
My lord,as I was sewing in my closet,
Lord Hamlet,with his doublet all unbraced;
No hat upon his head; his stockings foul'd,
Ungarter'd,and down-gyved to his ancle;
Pale as his shirt; his knees knocking each other;
And with a look so piteous in purport
As if he had been loosed out of hell
To speak of horrors,—he comes before me.
LORD POLONIUS
Mad for thy love?
OPHELIA
My lord,I do not know; But truly,I do fear it.
LORD POLONIUS
What said he?
OPHELIA
He took me by the wrist and held me hard;
Then goes he to the length of all his arm;
And,with his other hand thus o'er his brow,
He falls to such perusal of my face
As he would draw it.Long stay'd he so;
At last,a little shaking of mine arm
And thrice his head thus waving up and down,
He raised a sigh so piteous and profound
As it did seem to shatter all his bulk
And end his being: that done,he lets me go:
And,with his head over his shoulder turn'd,
He seem'd to find his way without his eyes;
For out o' doors he went without their helps,
And,to the last,bended their light on me.
奥菲莉亚
啊，父亲，父亲，吓死我了！
波洛涅斯
老天，什么事？
奥菲莉亚
刚才我在房间里缝纫时，哈姆雷特殿下进了来。
他敞开着他的外套，头上也没戴帽子，
没袜带的袜子也脏兮兮地拖落于踝，
脸色白皙得就如其衬衫，
他就这样双膝并拢地一副可怜样面对着我，
好像才从地狱里被释放出来，叙述其恐怖一样。
波各涅斯
他因爱你而疯啦？
奥菲莉亚
父亲，我不知道，不过，我真的害怕。
波洛涅斯
他和你说了些什么?
奥菲莉亚
他用力地扭住了我的手腕，
排我于一臂之距，
然后把另一支手这般地放在他的额头上，
目不转睛地端详着我的脸，好像想画它一般。
良久之后，他才把我的手轻轻地抖了抖，也这般地点了三次头，
然后凄惨地深叹了一口气，
就好像想在一口气中叹出他的胴体及生命一般。
此事完后，他才放松我；
他走时还掉过头来；出门时也不看路，
因为他的双眼一直不停地在瞅着我呢。
OPHELIA
O,what a noble mind is here o'erthrown!
The courtier's,soldier's,scholar's,eye,tongue,sword;
The expectancy and rose of the fair state,
The glass of fashion and the mould of form,
The observed of all observers,quite,quite down!
And I,of ladies most deject and wretched,
That suck'd the honey of his music vows,
Now see that noble and most sovereign reason,
Like sweet bells jangled,out of tune and harsh;
That unmatch'd form and feature of blown youth
Blasted with ecstasy:
O,woe is me,
To have seen what I have seen,
See what I see!
奥菲莉亚
啊，这位高贵的灵魂已全失去理智！
朝士的相貌，军曹的武艺，学者的口才，一国之君的辉煌前途，
万人楷模的翩翩风度，显赫的至高尊严，这些全毁了，全毁了！
我是个最伤心，最不幸的女人。我曾听过他甜如蜜糖的美言，
但是现在却目睹他丧失其崇高的理智，就像一串七上八下的铃铛，
失去了它们的和谐。至上的青春典范，就如此地在疯症中被摧毁。
啊，我曾见过的，与我现在所见到的，它们令我痛心！
PLAYER QUEEN
So many journeys may the sun and moon
Make us again count o'er ere love be done!
But,woe is me,you are so sick of late,
So far from cheer and from your former state,
That I distrust you.
Yet,though I distrust,
Discomfort you,my lord,it nothing must:
For women's fear and love holds quantity;
In neither aught,or in extremity.
Now,what my love is,proof hath made you know;
And as my love is sized,my fear is so:
Where love is great,the littlest doubts are fear;
Where little fears grow great,great love grows there.
怜后
只愿此情未了期，
日可如旧月如昔。
但今妾心深惶恐，
全因夫君体缠疾。
忧郁寡欢非昔比，
身躯渐弱更莫提。
关怀之心出自爱，
望君切勿空猜疑。
妇人之忧如其爱，
若不足够便多余。
对君之爱早成证，
无微不至此非谜。
OPHELIA
They bore him barefaced on the bier;
Hey non nonny,nonny,hey nonny;
And in his grave rain'd many a tear:—
Fare you well,my dove!
LAERTES
Hadst thou thy wits,and didst persuade revenge,
It could not move thus.
OPHELIA
Sings
You must sing a-down a-down,
An you call him a-down-a.
O,how the wheel becomes it!
It is the false steward,that stole his master's daughter.
LAERTES
This nothing's more than matter.
OPHELIA
There's rosemary,that's for remembrance;
Pray,love,remember: and there is pansies.that's for thoughts.
LAERTES
A document in madness,thoughts and remembrance fitted.
OPHELIA
There's fennel for you,and columbines:
There's rue for you; and here's some for me:
We may call it herb-grace o' Sundays:
O you must wear your rue with a difference.
There's a daisy:
I would give you some violets,
But they withered all when my father died:
They say he made a good end,—
Sings
For bonny sweet Robin is all my joy.
LAERTES
Thought and affliction,passion,hell itself,She turns to favour and to prettiness.
OPHELIA
Sings
And will he not come again?
And will he not come again?
No,no,he is dead:
Go to thy death-bed:
He never will come again.
His beard was as white as snow,
All flaxen was his poll:
He is gone,he is gone,
And we cast away moan:
God ha' mercy on his soul!
And of all Christian souls,
I pray God.God be wi' ye.
奥菲莉亚
唱着
众人抬他上柩架,
他在坟中泪如雨……
再会吧，我的鸽子。
雷尔提
就算你未丧失理智，而前来要求我为你复仇，
你也不能比现在更具有说服力。
奥菲莉亚
你们要沉住气，要沉住气；
纺轮连连转，狡猾的管家把主人的女儿拐走了……
雷尔提
她的这些胡语比正言还更有深意……
奥菲莉亚
从花篮中取花——也可能是假想的花——一朵一朵地递出
给雷尔提
这是迷迭香，它代表了回忆；
我求你，亲爱的，记着……
这些是三色堇，它代表了心意。
雷尔提
把花收下
这是疯症的训诲：回忆与心意，缔结为一
奥菲莉亚
对皇后
这儿有茴香，还有漏斗花，给您。
对国王
这些芸香给您，也留一些给我，
在礼拜天，我们可称它为恩典之花。
您戴芸香，就应如戴您的纹章一般。
这儿还有些雏菊。
我也应给您些紫罗兰，可是，当我父亲死时，它们全都枯萎了。
人们都说他得到了善终。
唱着
甜美的罗彬，他是我的喜悦。
雷尔提
悲哀、不幸与地狱的折磨，
在她身上，都化为美物。
奥菲莉亚
唱着
他不回来吗？
他不回来吗？
不，不，他已死，
去你的临终之榻吧，
他再也不复返。
他的胡须如雪，
他的白首苍苍，
他已走了，他已走了，
我们可把哀声抛弃，
上帝赐予他灵魂慈悲。
上帝与信徒们的灵魂同在。
QUEEN GERTRUDE
One woe doth tread upon another's heel,
So fast they follow; your sister's drown'd,Laertes.
LAERTES
Drown'd! O,where?
QUEEN GERTRUDE
There is a willow grows aslant a brook,
That shows his hoar leaves in the glassy stream;
There with fantastic garlands did she come
Of crow-flowers,nettles,daisies,and long purples
That liberal shepherds give a grosser name,
But our cold maids do dead men's fingers call them:
There,on the pendent boughs her coronet weeds Clambering to hang,
An envious sliver broke;
When down her weedy trophies and herself
Fell in the weeping brook.
Her clothes spread wide;
And,mermaid-like,awhile they bore her up:
Which time she chanted snatches of old tunes;
As one incapable of her own distress,
Or like a creature native and indued
Unto that element: but long it could not be
Till that her garments,heavy with their drink,
Pull'd the poor wretch from her melodious lay
To muddy death.
葛簇特皇后
一件件悲事接踵而来，
它们来得太快了。
你的妹妹溺死了，雷尔提。
雷尔提
溺死？啊，在哪里？
葛簇特皇后
在那小溪旁，有株倾斜的杨柳树，
它的灰白叶子倒映在如镜的水面上。
在那儿，她用金凤花、荨麻、雏菊、
与紫兰编制了一些绮丽的花圈。
粗野的牧童们曾给这些花取过些俗名，
但是，
咱们的少女们却称它们为死人之指。
当她企图挂此花圈于那枝梢时，
那根摇摇欲坠的枝干就折断了，
使她与花一并落入那正在低泣的小溪中，她的衣裳漂散在水面上。
有段时间，她的衣裳使她像人鱼般地漂浮起来，
那时，她口里只哼唱着一些老诗歌，好像完全不顾自己的危险，
也好像她本来就生长在水中一般。可是，这种情况无法持久，
当她的衣裳被溪水浸透之后，这位可怜的姑娘，
就在婉转的歌声中被卷入泥泞中……