Reynaldo
Ay, very well, my lord.
Polonius
“And in part him; but” you may say “not well:
But, if’t be he I mean, he’s very wild;
Addicted so-and-so:” and there put on him
What forgeries you please; marry, none so rank
As may dishonour him; take heed of that;
But, sir, such wanton, wild and usual slips
As are companions noted and most known
To youth and liberty.
Reynaldo
As gaming, my lord.
Polonius
Ay, or drinking, fencing, swearing, quarrelling,
Drabbing: you may go so far.
Reynaldo
My lord, that would dishonour him.
Polonius
’Faith, no; as you may season it in the charge.
You must not put another scandal on him,
That he is open to incontinency;
That’s not my meaning: but breathe his faults so quaintly
That they may seem the taints of liberty,
The flash and outbreak of a fiery mind,
A savageness in unreclaimed blood,
Of general assault.
Reynaldo
But, my good lord—