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Ophelia is a character created by William Shakespeare
who appears in his play, Hamlet. The story of Hamlet is tragic--
it is one of intrigue, deception, madness, death and suicide. Ophelia's
role, even though she is a minor character in the play, is particularly
haunting. Ophelia is in love with Hamlet, a young and emotionally tormented
prince, who was once loving to Ophelia, yet has suddenly become abusive
and cold. Ophelia clings to the memory of Hamlet once treating her with
respect and tenderness, and she defends him and loves him to the very end
despite his brutality and developing manic madness. As the play unfolds,
Hamlet spirals into a full-blown psychotic manic episode.
Having a shaky adolescent identity and low-self esteem,
Ophelia lives to please the men in her life, who never seem to accept her
or love her in return. Ophelia's emotional frailty and young innocence
work against her, as she cannot cope with the unfolding of one traumatic
event after another, which all seem to center around the men in her life,
including her father, who forcibly prostitutes her. The final straw is
when Hamlet both rejects her and cruelly humiliates her after she has been
sexually intimate with him. Hamlet mocks the fact that Ophelia is sexually
experienced, and goes as far as to say that he never loved her. Ophelia's
character shows nothing but loving kindness to Hamlet throughout each scene.
Unable to cope with Hamlet's rejection and abusive cruelties,
she ultimately falls into a dissociative state and wanders to a river,
collecting flowers, singing love songs, where ultimately she drowns herself
after adorning her hair with flowers symbolic of her relationship with
Hamlet:
There's rosemary, that's for remembrance.
Pray you, love remember.
And there is pansies, that's for thoughts. There's fennel for you, and
columbines. There's rue for you,
and here's some for me. We may call it
herb of grace o' Sundays.
O, you must wear your rue with a
difference! There's a daisy. I
would give you some violets, but they
wither'd all when my father
died. They say he made a good end.
And of all Christian souls, I pray God.
God b' wi', you.
~ Ophelia
Hamlet Prince of Denmark
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