(During the play Hamlet devised to torture his uncle’s conscience, the Player King who is playing Hamlet’s dead father is telling the Player Queen that her intentions will change when he is dead.)
But though we make the pledge we break the vow.
Our good intentions need a strong resolve:
Though sincere at first, they soon dissolve.
Like unripe fruit, they’re firm upon the tree
Until they mellow. Then they fall quite free.
Inevitably, we all soon forget
To pay ourselves what is a self-owed debt;
We lose our purpose when the blood’s not hot.
Both grief and joy, when felt in great excess,
Destroy the power to act or express.
Where joy is very great, grief shows its might:
Grief and joy exchange places for a reason slight.
This world is not forever; it’s not strange
That our true love should (with our fortunes) change.
It is a matter left for us to prove:
Does love decide our fate, or fate our love?
The great man in decline will lose his friend:
The rising man finds enmities all end.
It seems, therefore, that love on fortune tends;
The well-healed man will never want for friends;
Yet he who’s out of luck, in seeking aid,
Finds his false friend an enemy’s been made.
But tidily to end where I began:
So different are our wants with fates own plan,
That schemes and plots are always overthrown.
Our thoughts are ours; the outcome’s not our own.
—Player King, from Hamlet
Advice Polonius gave his son Laertes before Laertes left for France.
Never say what you’re thinking nor put hasty thoughts to action. Be friendly but don’t cheapen yourself. Those friends who’ve proved themselves by experience, grasp them to your soul with bands of steel. But don’t offer the hand of friendship to every new-made, unproven, back slapping, acquaintance. Beware of starting a quarrel, but once involved, see that your opponent gets more than he bargained for. Hear all, but say little. Take everyone’s opinion but keep your own judgment to yourself. Dress well as you can afford but don’t go to extremes of fashion– good quality rather than loudness– because you can easily tell one by their style of clothes. Be neither a borrower nor a lender. A loan often loses both the money and the friend, and borrowing makes one spendthrift. Be consistent: as night follow day, surely you cannot deceive anyone.
—Polonius, from Hamlet
When I was a kid, things were going pretty fast
Didn’t realize it would soon be the past
Don’t ever think for a moment
That your life can’t change
It’s how much you matter to me that makes it worth the pain
I’ve been thinking of you so much lately.
Now would be when I need you the most in my life.
Nothing can change what was meant to be
I didn’t want to think about it, so I set it aside and moved on.
Sometimes I feel like it’s the end of the world
Then I realize it’s just for a while
I do miss you and sometimes I feel left out
When I hear people talking
And never mentioning your name
Is that the reason, why I hide inside?
Wanting to be normal
Wishing, I could change back time,
I’d have been grateful, though I was just a child
Now I’m practically all grown up
I realize why there’s been a hole inside of me
Things will get better, I know, if I just believe
They’ll never change and will never be the same.
Life and death, it’s all part of the plan.
By: Halimah Rosanally