Thou wretched, rash, intruding fool, farewell!

What a eulogy!
Goodbye, Polonius! I’m always sad to see you go when you die in this play. Whether you are, indeed a fool or too clever for your own good, I enjoy your presence immensely – if only as a foil for the hero, an opportunity for him to mess with you.
You may be entirely misguided – you may do such questionable things as send someone to spy on your son while he’s away at school or make your daughter break up with her boyfriend but you often add a sense of levity to this place, which can otherwise get kind of heavy.
I rather wish he’d been true to his word and gone off to farm with his horse and carters.


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