Oral Task

Choose ONE of the passages listed below. Learn it by heart and make a presentation to the class in 3 parts as follows:

1 Explain the context of the quotation.

Who is speaking?

To whom is he/she speaking?

From what stage of the play is the quotation taken from and what is happening at this point?

2 Perform the quotation to the class

Perform the quotation in character without notes

3 Discuss the quotation

What does it mean?

Why is the character saying this?

Does this quotation develop or change the audience’s understanding of the character in some way?

Towards whom, or away from whom, does this quotation direct the audience’s sympathy?

Are any literary features used, such as metaphors, similes, rhyme, alliteration, personification, hyperbole?

Notes may be used for Parts 1 and 3 but not Part 2

You may like to use Powerpoint in Part 3 to help you communicate your points

Length of presentation: 3-5 minutes

Assessment Criteria

Delivery: audibility, pace, fluency, expression, gesture, stance

Analysis: good evidence of understanding of the text

Language: appropriate register, correct use of literary terminology

I, 2, 1-8
Though yet of Hamlet our dear brother’s death
The memory be green, and that it us befitted
To bear our hearts in grief, and our whole kingdom
To be contracted in one brow and woe
Yet so far hath discretion fought with nature
That we with wisest sorrow think on him
Together with remembrance of ourselves. / I, 2, 120-134
O that this too sullied flesh would melt,
Thaw and resolve itself into a dew,
Or that the Everlasting had not fix’d
His Canon ‘gainst self-slaughter. O God! God!
How weary, stale, flat and unprofitable
Seems to me all the uses of this world.
I, 2, 244-250
If it assume my noble father’s person,
I’ll speak to it though hell itself should gape
And bid me hold my peace. I pry you all,
If you have hitherto conceal’d this sight,
Let it be tenable in your silence still;
And whatsomever else shall hap tonight,
Give it an understanding but no tongue. / I, 3, 45-51
I shall th’effect of this good lesson keep
As watchman to my heart. But my good brother,
Do not as some ungracious pastors do,
Show me the steep and thorny way to heaven,
Whiles like a puff’d and reckless libertine
Himself the primrose path of dalliance treads,
And recks not his own rede.
!, 3, 75-81
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 self be true,
And it must follow as the night the day
Thou canst not then be false to any man. / !, 5, 9-16
I am thy father’s spirit,
Doom’d for a certain term to walk the night,
And for the day confin’d to fast in fires,
Till the foul crimes done in my days of nature
Are burnt and purg’d 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…..
I, 5, 43-50
Ay, that incestuous, that adulterate beast,
With witchcraft of his wit, with traitorous gifts-
O wicked wit, and gifts that have the power
So to seduce!- won to his shameful lust
the will of my most seeming-virtuous queen.
O Hamlet, what a falling off was there,
From me, whose love was of that dignity
That it went hand in hand even with the vow
I made to her in marriage… / I, 5, 82-88
Let not the royal bed of Denmark be
A couch for luxury and damned incest.
But howsoever thou pursuest this act,
Taint not thy mind noir let thy soul contrive
Against thy mother aught. Leave her to heaven
And to those thorns that in her bosom lodge
To prick and sting her.
I, 5, 190-196
Rest, rest, perturbed spirit. So, gentlemen,
With all my love I do commend me to you;
And what so poor a man as Hamlet is
May do t’express his love and friending to you,
God willing, shall not lack. Let us go in together
And still your fingers on your lips, I pray.
The time is out of joint.
II, 2, 87-93
My liege and madam, to expostulate
What majesty should be, what duty is,
Why day is day, night night, and time is time
Were nothing but to waste night, day, and time.
Therefore, since brevity is the soul of wit,
And tediousness the limbs and outward flourishes,
I will be brief. Your noble son is mad. / II, 1, 77-84
My lord, as I was sewing in my closet,
Lord Hamlet, with his doublet all unbraced,
No hat upon his head ,his stockings foul’d,
Ungartered and down gyved to his ankle,
Pale as his shirt, his knees knocking each other, And with a look so piteous in purport
As if he had been loosed out of hell
To speak of horrors, he comes before me.
II, 2, 430-436
I heard thee speak me a speech once, but it was
never acted. Or if it was, not above once-for the play, I remember, pleased not the million, ‘twas
caviar to the general. But it was, as I received it-
and others, whose judgments in such matters cried in
the top of mine-an excellent play, well digested in
the scenes, set down with as much modesty as cunning
II, 2, 594-601
… The spirit I have seen
May be a devil, and the devil hath power
T’assume a pleasing shape, yea, and perhaps,
Out of my weakness and my melancholy,
As he is very potent with such spirits,
Abuses me to damn me. I’ll have grounds
More relative than this. The play’s the thing
Wherein I’ll catch the conscience of the King. / III, 1, 56-64
To be, or not to be, that is the question:
Whether ‘tis nobler in the mind to suffer
The slings and arrows of outrageous fortune,
Or to take arms against a sea of troubles
And by opposing end them. To die, to sleep,
No more; and by a sleep to say we end
The heart ache and the thousand natural shocks
That flesh is heir to: ‘tis a consummation
Devoutly to be wish’d.
III, 1, 64-71
…To die to sleep;
To sleep, perchance to dream – ay, there’s the rub;
For in that sleep of death what dreams may come,
When we have shuffled off this mortal coil,
Must give us pause – there’s the respect
That makes calamity of so long life. / III,1, 136-143
If thou dost marry, I’ll give thee this plague for thy
Dowry: be thou as chaste as ice, as pure as snow,
Thou shalt not escape calumny. Get thee to a nunnery,
Farewell. Or if thou wilt marry, marry a fool; for wise men know well enough what monsters
You make of them. To a nunnery go…
III, 2, 379-384
‘tis now the very witching time of night,
When churchyards yawn and hell itself breathes out
Contagion to this world. Now could I drink hot blood,
And do such bitter business as the day
Would quake to look on. Soft,now to my mother.
O heart, lose not thy nature. / III,4, 204-209
There’s letters seal’d, and my two schoolfellows,
Whom I will trust as I will adders fang’d-
They bear the mandate, they must sweep my way
And marshal me to knavery. Let it work;
For ‘tis the sport to have the enginer
Hoist with his own petard.
IV, 1, 13-19
O heavy deed!
It had been so with us had we been there.
His liberty is full of threats to all-
To you yourself, to us, to everyone.
Alas, how shall this bloody deed be answer’d?
It will be laid to us, whose providence
Should have been kept short. / IV, 5, 67-73
I hope all will be well. We must be patient. But I
Cannot choose but weep to think they would lay
Him I’ the cold ground. My brother shall know of it.
And so I thank you for your good counsel. Come,
My coach. Good night, ladies, good night. Sweet
Ladies, good night, good night..