祈祷的国王

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That night, Claudius fell to his knees alone. 那天晚上，克劳狄斯独自一人跪了下来。

"Oh, my offense is rank, it smells to heaven." “唉，我的罪孽太深重了，简直恶臭冲天。”

He had killed his own brother. 他杀害了自己的亲哥哥。

He tried to pray for forgiveness, 他试图祈求宽恕，

but how could he be forgiven while he still kept the crown and the queen he had murdered for? 可他既然还霸占着用谋杀换来的王位和王后，又怎么可能得到原谅？

Just then, Hamlet passed by. 就在这时，哈姆雷特正好路过。

He saw his uncle kneeling, alone and unguarded, and drew his sword. 他看到叔父独自跪在那里，毫无防备，便拔出了利剑。

"Now might I do it." “现在就可以动手了。”

But he stopped. 但他停住了。

If he killed Claudius while he was praying, 要是趁克劳狄斯正在祈祷时杀了他，

his soul might go straight to heaven. 他的灵魂说不定会直接升入天堂。

No. 不行。

He would wait, and catch him in the middle of some sin. 他要等，等抓到他在作恶的时候再下手。

Hamlet put away his sword and walked on. 哈姆雷特收起剑，继续往前走。

The perfect moment rarely waits for the perfect reason. 完美的时机，往往等不来完美的借口。

Behind him, Claudius rose. 在他身后，克劳狄斯站了起来。

"My words fly up, my thoughts remain below." “我的言语飞上了天，可心思却还留在地上。”

He hadn't truly prayed at all. 他根本就不是在真心祈祷。