“Horatio!” I shouted
“Yes Queen Gertrude, what is it?”
“Claudius orders not to worry for Ophelia, I will go and watch the poor girl instead. I insist.”
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The noon darkness and damp-smelling air threatened to render me helpless beneath whatever pitiful shelter I sought. I cast my eyes to the charcoal sky, my attention grasped by a golden crack in the cloud layer where the sun streamed through. The storm was promised, the wind already unleashed, but there would be sunshine by morning, time to rebuild and repair the once innocent and advancing Denmark; I must give order to this world again. Following her into the darkness of the forest I watch as she rests against a weeping willow. Holding her head in her hands and playing with each flower that
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Killed. He is gone. And by who? My beloved Hamlet. And my dear brother isn’t even here with me, but rather in France. Oh Laertes if only I’d had listened to him with a clear head that wasn’t muddied with thoughts of love for Hamlet. I only ever wished to be loved. That’s all. Was I so wrong to dream of a life with deep love? How could Hamlet have joked about laying in my lap in front of everyone at the play? How wicked to treat a girl who only ever wanted true love with him. I thought we were good together, I gave myself to him fully? Maybe there was something missing…well my head that’s one. Was I the vulnerable antelope of the herd? Silly for thinking that Hamlet felt more for me? But I suppose for the time we spent together, he must have only regarded my legs as a pit stop for him. And me, nothing but a vacant body. He didn’t come to me with an intention to stay. I am bewildered, mentally drained and now Hamlet - my love - has gone insane as others have been whispering about. I couldn’t stop thinking about that night I had spent with him…I remember bathing at night. I would sit there examining my body beneath the water only to decide, I don’t want my body anymore. I know what I had done was wrong, and I felt contaminated, because Hamlet and I had been together in ways unknown to a woman before marriage. I wanted to take my skin off like I could a dress and throw it away. Only, I had been thrown away by Hamlet for going to bed with him. If …show more content…
“Oh gosh, my dear Ophelia, what are you doing out here?” I asked as she starting pledging her feet on the trunk of the willow as if she were trying to climb it.
“I’m sorry did you say something?” She said as she were humming along and began to further climb propping herself up so that she was standing on the slinky branches of the large willow tree.
“Oh Ophelia, good heavens what are you doing dear?” I asked worried of what she was up to now. What was going on in that head of hers?
“I don’t want to go among mad people anymore, get down from there!" I shouted now angry and tired of this madness.
"Oh, you can’t help that," she said, "we’re all mad now. Hamlet’s Mad. I’m mad. Now you."
"How would you know I’m mad?" I said with piercing eyes staring into hers.
"You have to be," she said as the corner of her mouth lifted in a smile and she shook her head. "Or you wouldn’t have followed me here.” Ripping the petals and herbs apart each piece fell floating on the surface of the now glassy brook that pooled beneath
Because of all the men in her life using her, Ophelia soon becomes confused. Dane tells about Ophelia's descent to growing confused in "Reading Ophelia's Madness. She states, "Male voices fill her head, guiding her very thoughts [...] she grows more and more confused, more sundered from any sense of
Before Willow was allowed the chance to reply, a series of rapid footsteps grew louder. Both girls turned around to see two guards barging into the room, pointing their shock batons directly at them. “We’re here for her,” one of them announced, gesturing to Clarke. They slowly stood up from the ground, Willow shaking her head.
Ophelia is upset when she enters the scene because of Hamlet’s behavior. She tells Polonius what happened. She tells him, “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.
She looked at him in awe and then narrowed her gaze. "Is this why you could always find flowers to pick no matter what time of year it
Dearest friends, family and the people of Denmark. We gather here today to mourn the loss of the noble prince, loyal son and true friend, Prince Hamlet. But we are not here only to mourn, but to reminisce the times we have spent with him, both the good and the bad and to remember him as the person he was. Prince Hamlet did not live a very fortunate, on the contrary his final weeks were filled with a tragedy none of us should have to bear, but he lived his life to the full and I am sure that he has, in some way touched the lives of all of us here today.
Ophelia is accustomed to having her father speak on her behalf, as well as being dependent on him for emotional support. Her absolute dependence means Ophelia does not know how to cope and reason on her own. Being left to grieve alone, she does not have an objective perspective or someone to bring her back to her senses, and therefore becomes overwhelmed by her emotions. Having no control over the intensity of how to feel and act is a very unhealthy way to cope. Her grief makes her speak “nothing”, and those who hear her are left to doubt and “think there might be thought”, although they cannot be sure about what she really means.
“Yeah, “ Carol sighed, sitting up straighter. “I should probably get out and stretch my legs.” She lightly nudged Sophia. “Come on honey.”
Father, you are supposed to love me unconditionally, but instead all you do is nag me every damn second of my life! I’m sick and tired of you telling me “not to slander any moment’s leisure with lord Hamlet” (I, iii.117-145). Just because you never got to spend time with mom doesn’t mean you have the right to take away my precious time with Hamlet! In addition, you have been spending so much time trying to impress Claudius that he has convinced you to cross the line by starting to use your own daughter as bait to figure out the truth behind Hamlet’s insanity. But have you ever considered the pain I was going through when you told me to reject his heartfelt letters and stop him from visiting me (II.i.108-110). As days pass by, I am starting
“What?! I don’t think I know how to climb that!” Erica stared up at the gate.
Ophelia: O good heavens why is my life spinning out of control like this? I only mean to please and do right by the men I stand under. Hamlet what happened to you? Why have you gone mad? You say you love me and give me these gifts to prove it. You push it even more by charming me with your flirting tone. You came to my room with your shirt unbuttoned and I let you lay me down in bed, only to be called a whore for trying to make you happy. You said such heart piercing words to me in the lobby, telling me I will only give birth to sinners and wise man know far too well I’+ll cheat on them, you said you were going to marry me! I was fooled by your charm and lust. Perhaps I am the reason for your insanity.
Hamlet’s deep sorrow for the loss of his father must contend with Gertrude’s marriage to Claudius. Hamlet’s primary angst is toward the “most wicked speed” with which Gertrude remarried, after “a little month”. The purpose of this reveals to the audience the context of Hamlet’s desire for revenge. Shakespeare’s use of language further highlights Hamlet’s insanity as he fluctuates between tones of calmness to outrage from “like Niobe – all tears” to “O God! A beast that wants discourse of reason would have mourned longer” when referring to his mother.
This incident makes her emotional . She sits and cries while Claudius and her father interrogate her already exhausted mind to find out more possible reasons for Hamlet’s behavior. In this depressed state all she can say is "O! Woe is me, to have seen what I have seen, what I see!" (III.i.163-64) Ophelia is driven even closer to insanity because of Hamlet’s disdain and
Hamlet has to deal with the death of his dad as well as the fact that his uncle is behind the doing. He has self thoughts on how he is a coward for not getting revenge for his father and that makes him choke sometimes on his actions, since he's feeling so many different emotions he releases a dark side to him.”Sir, there's nothing you can take from me that I wouldnt rather
While shaking my arm, Eleanor shifted until her entire body was supported by her foot, and extended her entire left arm towards the back. “There is...” she lets out a burst
“I asked her if she need help with directions because she looked lost” she reply.