To what extent is spirituality woven into Shakespeare's tragic drama Hamlet? This essay aims to answer this question. David Bevington, in the Introduction to Twentieth-Century Interpretations of Hamlet, finds a very evident spiritual dimension in the drama: According to popular Elizabethan belief, both Catholic and Protestant, the spirits of the dead could indeed "assume" a pleasant form ", in order to abuse a person in Hamlet's vulnerable state of mind and thus lead them to damnation.[. . .] Hamlet must face the ghost once more to explain why he "allows the important action of your fearful command to pass"; yet his goal in confronting Gertrude with her weakness is the laudable goal of returning her to at least an outward habit of virtue. . .] Hamlet always believed that heavenly justice would prevail among men: “Vile deeds shall stand, though all the earth overwhelms them, in the sight of men” (6). The spiritual aspect of the play becomes clear in the second scene. when Hamlet wears black to the courtly celebration in the State Room of Elsinore Castle. His motivations are spiritual in nature. The first monologue, or “the act of speaking to oneself, whether silently or aloud” (Abrams 289), takes place when the hero is left alone after the royal social gathering. He is dejected by his mother's "hasty marriage" to his uncle less than two months after Hamlet's father's funeral (Gordon 128). His first soliloquy emphasizes two religious/moral themes: the corruption of the world in general and the fragility of women – an obvious reference to his mother's hasty and incestuous marriage: O, let this too solid flesh melt and dissolve into a dew! Or that the Lord had not fixed his canon against self-mutilation! O God! God ! How tired, stale, flat and useless it is, It seems to me that all the uses of this world! ah fi! it is a garden without weeds, which grows from seed; things of a gross and crude nature simply possess them. Let's get there! But two months dead: no, not so much, not two: Such an excellent king; that was Hyperion for a satyr; so loving to my mother that it cannot be blown away by the winds of heaven, visit her face too roughly.