POLONIUS: That’s what I’m calling it, since how can you say what madness is except to say that it’s madness? But that’s another story.
GERTRUDE: Please. Stick to the point.
POLONIUS: Madam, I’m doing nothing but sticking to the point.
If it’s true he’s mad, and it’s a shame it’s true, and it’s truly a shame he’s mad . . .
But enough of all that.
If we agree Hamlet is mad, then the next step is to figure out the cause of his madness.
I have a daughter who’s given me this letter, considering it her duty.
Listen and consider.
“To the heavenly idol of my soul, the most beautified Ophelia,”
“In her excellent white bosom,”