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Twelfth Night – Act II, Scene IV
Twelfth Night – Act II, Scene IV
SCENE IV. DUKE ORSINO's palace.
Enter DUKE ORSINO, VIOLA, CURIO, and others
DUKE ORSINO
Give me some music. Now, good morrow, friends.
Now, good Cesario, but that piece of song, that old and antique song we heard last night: Methought it did relieve my passion much, more than light airs and recollected terms of these most brisk and giddy-paced times: Come, but one verse.
CURIO
He is not here, so please your lordship that should sing it.
DUKE ORSINO
Who was it?
CURIO
Feste, the jester, my lord; a fool that the lady Olivia's father took much delight in. He is about the house.
DUKE ORSINO
Seek him out, and play the tune the while.
Exit CURIO. Music plays
Noche de reyes - Acto II, Escena IV
Noche de reyes - Acto II, Escena IV
[El palacio ducal]
Entran el Duque, Viola, Curio y otros)
Duque.
Música quiero. Amigos, buenos días.
Canta, Cesario, aquella trova sólo, el canto antiguo aquel que anoche oímos; mi pena consoló más que las huecas letrillas y conceptos rebuscados de esta fugaz edad vertiginosa. Vamos, sólo una copla, buen Cesario.
Curio.
Perdonad, Alteza, no está aquí quien debiera cantarla.
Duque.
¿Quién fue?
Curio.
Feste, el juglar, Alteza: un bufón de quien gustaba en extremo el padre de la señora Olivia. No debe estar lejos.
Duque.
Buscadle vos; y en tanto el aire toquen.
(Vase Curio. Suena una música)
Scene IV: Duke Orsino’s palace
Scene IV: Duke Orsino’s palace
Scene IV: Duke Orsino’s palace
Enter Duke Orsino, Viola (disguised as Cesario), Curio, and attendants
DUKE ORSINO:
Let’s have some music to start the day. Good morning, everyone.
Cesario, I want to hear that old song we listened to last night—the one that feels so timeless. It really helped soothe my restless heart, much more than these flashy, upbeat tunes everyone seems to love nowadays. Let’s hear just one verse.
CURIO:
The singer isn’t here right now, my lord.
DUKE ORSINO:
Who was it?
CURIO:
Feste, the jester, my lord—the fool who used to entertain Lady Olivia’s father. He’s somewhere in the house.
DUKE ORSINO:
Go find him. Meanwhile, let’s hear some music.
Exit Curio. Music plays.
This scene, set in Duke Orsino's palace, shows Orsino indulging in his love of music to soothe his lovesick heart. He requests a specific melancholic song that resonated with him the night before. When Curio informs him that the singer, Feste the jester, isn’t available at the moment, Orsino sends him to fetch Feste while the musicians play in the meantime. The scene highlights Orsino’s romantic and introspective nature, setting the tone for his deep, if somewhat dramatic, feelings about love.
Hamlet– Act I, Scene V
Hamlet– Act I, Scene V
HAMLET
Where wilt thou lead me? speak; I'll go no further.
Ghost
Mark me.
HAMLET
I will.
Ghost
My hour is almost come,
When I to sulphurous and tormenting flames
Must render up myself.
HAMLET
Alas, poor ghost!
Ghost
Pity me not, but lend thy serious hearing
To what I shall unfold.
HAMLET
Speak; I am bound to hear.
Ghost
So art thou to revenge, when thou shalt hear.
HAMLET
What?
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--
HAMLET
O God!
Ghost
Revenge his foul and most unnatural murder.
HAMLET
Murder!
Hamlet- Acto I, Escena V
Hamlet- Acto I, Escena V
HAMLET.
¿Adónde me llevas? Habla. No iré más lejos.
FANTASMA.-
Hazme caso.
HAMLET.-
Lo haré.
FANTASMA.
Ya casi llega la hora en que debo restituirme a las sulfúreas y atormentadoras llamas.
HAMLET.
¡Ay, pobre espectro!
FANTASMA.
No me compadezcas, sólo presta atentos oídos a lo que voy a revelarte.
HAMLET. Habla, estoy listo para escucharte.
FANTASMA.
Luego que me oigas, buscarás la venganza.
HAMLET.
¿Por qué?
FANTASMA.
Yo soy el espíritu de tu padre, destinado por cierto tiempo a vagar de noche y aprisionado en fuego durante el día, hasta que sus llamas purifiquen las culpas que cometí en el mundo. Sólo que no se me permite manifestar los secretos de la prisión que habito. Pudiera contarte una historia cuyas claras palabras estremecerían tu alma, helando tu sangre juvenil. Haría que tus ojos, inflamados como estrellas, saltaran de sus órbitas; y cada uno de tus cabellos quedaría erizado, como las púas del colérico puerco espín. Pero estos eternos misterios no son para los oídos humanos. ¡Atiende, atiende, oh, atiende! Si alguna vez tuviste amor a tu padre ...
HAMLET.
¡Oh, Dios!
FANTASMA.
Venga su cruel y más inhumano asesinato.
HAMLET. ¿Asesinato?
Scene V:
Scene V:
HAMLET:
Where are you taking me? Speak, I won’t go any further.
GHOST:
Listen to me.
HAMLET:
I’m listening.
GHOST:
My time is almost up. I must soon return to the flames of torment.
HAMLET:
Oh, poor ghost!
GHOST:
Don’t pity me. Instead, pay close attention to what I’m about to say.
HAMLET:
Speak; I’m ready to listen.
GHOST:
And you must be ready for revenge once you hear it.
HAMLET:
What do you mean?
GHOST:
I am the spirit of your father, doomed to wander the night and suffer in flames by day until the sins of my life are cleansed. If I were allowed to reveal the secrets of my punishment, I could tell you things that would chill your soul, make your blood freeze, and cause your hair to stand on end. But such horrors can’t be told to those still alive. Listen carefully. If you ever loved me—your father—
HAMLET:
Oh God!
GHOST:
Avenge the horrible, unnatural way I was murdered.
HAMLET:
Murdered?
In this pivotal scene, the Ghost of Hamlet’s father reveals that he was murdered by Claudius, Hamlet’s uncle, who now sits on the throne and has married Hamlet’s mother. The Ghost demands Hamlet avenge him but cautions him not to harm his mother. This moment marks the beginning of Hamlet’s quest for revenge and his inner conflict, which will drive the tragedy.
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