could ever demonstrate:
'Tis not alone my inky cloak, good mother, Nor customary suits of solemn black, Nor windy suspiration of forc'd breath, No, nor the fruitful river in the eye, Nor the dejected havior of the visage, Together with all forms, moods, shapes of grief, That can denote me truly (I.ii.77-83).
Hamlet states here that he cannot be judged by the outward show which, as he next states, a man might put on as an outward show. Hamlet's grief is much deeper, and this helps explain what is to come as he meets the Ghost and accepts his role as avenger. This scene builds on the foreboding of the first scene and stands between the a
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