Yet here,
Laertes! aboard, aboard, for shame!
The wind
sits in the shoulder of your sail,
And you
are stay’d for. There;
my
blessing with thee!
And these
few precepts in thy memory
See thou
character.
Give thy thoughts no tongue
Nor any unproportioned
thought his act.
Be thou
familiar, but by no means vulgar.
Those
friends thou hast, and their adoption tried,
Grapple
them to thy soul with hoops of steel;
But do
not dull thy palm with entertainment
Of each
new-hatch’d, unfledged comrade.
Beware of entrance to a quarrel, but being in,
Beware of entrance to a quarrel, but being in,
Bear’t
that the opposed may beware of thee.
Give every
man thy ear, but few thy voice;
Take each man’s censure, but reserve thy judgment.
Costly
thy habit as thy purse can buy,
But not
express’d in fancy; rich, not gaudy;
For the
apparel oft proclaims the man,
And they
in France of the best rank and station
Are of a
most select and generous chief in that.
Neither a borrower nor a lender be;
For loan
oft loses both
itself
and friend,
And
borrowing dulls
the edge
of husbandry.
This above all: to thine ownself be true,
And it
must follow, as the night the day,
Thou
canst not then be false to any man.
Farewell:
my blessing season this in thee
