"Or that the Everlasting had not fixed His canon 'gainst (self-sluaghter!) O God, God, How (weary,) stale, flat, and unprofitable seem to me all the uses of this world!" (Act.1 Sc.2 Ln.135-138)
-I cannot bear to see the image of my father being erased as if he never existed. It has only been a short two months and my mother has already betrayed my father's love by marrying and sleeping with my uncle Claudius, which just sickens me. I find it such a shame that due to my duties as a believer in God i cannot take my own life, for if it was not outlawed i would do it this instant because now that my father is gone i see no use to this world. Moreover, what troubles me even more is that Claudius cannot compare to my father and the fact that his way of consoling me by telling me, " your father lost a father, That father lost, lost his ", just builds my resentment towards him and everyone else because no one seems to understand the pain I am going through. Nevertheless, my black clothes, my tears, nor any other signs of grief can really express what i feel.
About Me
- Hamlet
- Elsinore, Denmark
- I was born in Denmark. I am the son of King Hamlet and Queen Gertude. I am in love with Ophelia. I am viewed as being a flirt and I am adored by the citizens.I am the nephew of Claudius and i go to school in Wittenburg. I tend to be very complentative but can be very rash in some situations.
