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Table of Contents<\/a><\/p>\n

ACT I SCENE II\ufffd<\/b> Setting: A room of state in the castle.<\/p>\n

[\ufffdEnter\ufffdKING CLAUDIUS, QUEEN GERTRUDE, HAMLET, POLONIUS, LAERTES, VOLTIMAND, CORNELIUS, Lords, and Attendants ]<\/p>\n\nKING CLAUDIUS<\/td>\nThough yet of Hamlet our dear brother's death<\/td>\n<\/td>\n<\/tr>\n\n<\/td>\nThe memory be green, and that it us befitted<\/td>\n<\/td>\n<\/tr>\n\n<\/td>\nTo bear our hearts in grief and our whole kingdom<\/td>\n<\/td>\n<\/tr>\n\n<\/td>\nTo be contracted in one brow of woe,<\/td>\n<\/td>\n<\/tr>\n\n<\/td>\nYet so far hath discretion fought with nature<\/td>\n5<\/td>\n<\/tr>\n\n<\/td>\nThat we with wisest sorrow think on him,<\/td>\n<\/td>\n<\/tr>\n\n<\/td>\nTogether with remembrance of ourselves.<\/td>\n<\/td>\n<\/tr>\n\n<\/td>\nTherefore our sometime sister, now our queen,<\/td>\n<\/td>\n<\/tr>\n\n<\/td>\nThe imperial jointress to this warlike state,<\/td>\n<\/td>\n<\/tr>\n\n<\/td>\nHave we, as 'twere with a defeated joy,––<\/td>\n10<\/td>\n<\/tr>\n\n<\/td>\nWith an auspicious and a dropping eye,<\/td>\n<\/td>\n<\/tr>\n\n<\/td>\nWith mirth in funeral and with dirge in marriage,<\/td>\n<\/td>\n<\/tr>\n\n<\/td>\nIn equal scale weighing delight and dole,––<\/td>\n<\/td>\n<\/tr>\n\n<\/td>\nTaken to wife: nor have we herein barr'd<\/td>\n<\/td>\n<\/tr>\n\n<\/td>\nYour better wisdoms, which have freely gone<\/td>\n15<\/td>\n<\/tr>\n\n<\/td>\nWith this affair along. For all, our thanks.<\/td>\n<\/td>\n<\/tr>\n\n<\/td>\nNow follows, that you know, young Fortinbras,<\/td>\n<\/td>\n<\/tr>\n\n<\/td>\nHolding a weak supposal of our worth,<\/td>\n<\/td>\n<\/tr>\n\n<\/td>\nOr thinking by our late dear brother's death<\/td>\n<\/td>\n<\/tr>\n\n<\/td>\nOur state to be disjoint and out of frame,<\/td>\n20<\/td>\n<\/tr>\n\n<\/td>\nColleagued with the dream of his advantage,<\/td>\n<\/td>\n<\/tr>\n\n<\/td>\nHe hath not fail'd to pester us with message,<\/td>\n<\/td>\n<\/tr>\n\n<\/td>\nImporting the surrender of those lands<\/td>\n<\/td>\n<\/tr>\n\n<\/td>\nLost by his father, with all bonds of law,<\/td>\n<\/td>\n<\/tr>\n\n<\/td>\nTo our most valiant brother. So much for him.<\/td>\n25<\/td>\n<\/tr>\n\n<\/td>\nNow for ourself and for this time of meeting:<\/td>\n<\/td>\n<\/tr>\n\n<\/td>\nThus much the business is: we have here writ<\/td>\n<\/td>\n<\/tr>\n\n<\/td>\nTo Norway, uncle of young Fortinbras,––<\/td>\n<\/td>\n<\/tr>\n\n<\/td>\nWho, impotent and bed–rid, scarcely hears<\/td>\n<\/td>\n<\/tr>\n\n<\/td>\nOf this his nephew's purpose,––to suppress<\/td>\n30<\/td>\n<\/tr>\n\n<\/td>\nHis further gait herein; in that the levies,<\/td>\n<\/td>\n<\/tr>\n\n<\/td>\nThe lists and full proportions, are all made<\/td>\n<\/td>\n<\/tr>\n\n<\/td>\nOut of his subject: and we here dispatch<\/td>\n<\/td>\n<\/tr>\n\n<\/td>\nYou, good Cornelius, and you, Voltimand,<\/td>\n<\/td>\n<\/tr>\n\n<\/td>\nFor bearers of this greeting to old Norway;<\/td>\n35<\/td>\n<\/tr>\n\n<\/td>\nGiving to you no further personal power<\/td>\n<\/td>\n<\/tr>\n\n<\/td>\nTo business with the king, more than the scope<\/td>\n<\/td>\n<\/tr>\n\n<\/td>\nOf these delated articles allow.<\/td>\n<\/td>\n<\/tr>\n\n<\/td>\nFarewell, and let your haste commend your duty.<\/td>\n<\/td>\n<\/tr>\n\nVOLTIMAND and Cornelius<\/td>\nIn that and all things will we show our duty.<\/td>\n40<\/td>\n<\/tr>\n\nKING CLAUDIUS<\/td>\nWe doubt it nothing: heartily farewell.<\/td>\n<\/td>\n<\/tr>\n<\/table>\n

[Exeunt\ufffdVOLTIMAND and CORNELIUS]<\/p>\n\n\n\n\n\n\n\n\n\n\n\n\n\n\n\n\n\n\n\n\n\n\n\n\n\n\n\n\n\n\n\n\n\n\n\n\n\n\n\n\n\n\n\n\n\n\n\n\n\n\n\n\n\n\n\n\n\n\n\n\n\n\n\n\n\n\n\n\n\n\n\n\n\n\n\n\n\n\n\n\n\n\n\n\n\n\n\n\n\n\n\n\n\n\n\n\n\n\n\n\n\n\n\n\n\n\n\n\n\n\n\n\n\n\n\n\n\n\n\n\n\n\n\n
<\/td>\nAnd now, Laertes, what's the news with you?<\/td>\n<\/td>\n<\/tr>\n
<\/td>\nYou told us of some suit; what is't, Laertes?<\/td>\n<\/td>\n<\/tr>\n
<\/td>\nYou cannot speak of reason to the Dane,<\/td>\n<\/td>\n<\/tr>\n
<\/td>\nAnd lose your voice: what wouldst thou beg, Laertes,<\/td>\n45<\/td>\n<\/tr>\n
<\/td>\nThat shall not be my offer, not thy asking?<\/td>\n<\/td>\n<\/tr>\n
<\/td>\nThe head is not more native to the heart,<\/td>\n<\/td>\n<\/tr>\n
<\/td>\nThe hand more instrumental to the mouth,<\/td>\n<\/td>\n<\/tr>\n
<\/td>\nThan is the throne of Denmark to thy father.<\/td>\n<\/td>\n<\/tr>\n
<\/td>\nWhat wouldst thou have, Laertes?<\/td>\n50<\/td>\n<\/tr>\n
LAERTES<\/td>\nMy dread lord,<\/td>\n<\/td>\n<\/tr>\n
<\/td>\nYour leave and favour to return to France;<\/td>\n<\/td>\n<\/tr>\n
<\/td>\nFrom whence though willingly I came to Denmark,<\/td>\n<\/td>\n<\/tr>\n
<\/td>\nTo show my duty in your coronation,<\/td>\n<\/td>\n<\/tr>\n
<\/td>\nYet now, I must confess, that duty done,<\/td>\n55<\/td>\n<\/tr>\n
<\/td>\nMy thoughts and wishes bend again toward France<\/td>\n<\/td>\n<\/tr>\n
<\/td>\nAnd bow them to your gracious leave and pardon.<\/td>\n<\/td>\n<\/tr>\n
KING CLAUDIUS<\/td>\nHave you your father's leave? What says Polonius?<\/td>\n<\/td>\n<\/tr>\n
LORD POLONIUS<\/td>\nHe hath, my lord, wrung from me my slow leave<\/td>\n<\/td>\n<\/tr>\n
<\/td>\nBy laboursome petition, and at last<\/td>\n60<\/td>\n<\/tr>\n
<\/td>\nUpon his will I seal'd my hard consent:<\/td>\n<\/td>\n<\/tr>\n
<\/td>\nI do beseech you, give him leave to go.<\/td>\n<\/td>\n<\/tr>\n
KING CLAUDIUS<\/td>\nTake thy fair hour, Laertes; time be thine,<\/td>\n<\/td>\n<\/tr>\n
<\/td>\nAnd thy best graces spend it at thy will!<\/td>\n<\/td>\n<\/tr>\n
<\/td>\nBut now, my cousin Hamlet, and my son,––<\/td>\n65<\/td>\n<\/tr>\n
HAMLET<\/td>\n[Aside] A little more than kin, and less than kind.<\/td>\n<\/td>\n<\/tr>\n
KING CLAUDIUS<\/td>\nHow is it that the clouds still hang on you?<\/td>\n<\/td>\n<\/tr>\n
HAMLET<\/td>\nNot so, my lord; I am too much i' the sun.<\/td>\n<\/td>\n<\/tr>\n
QUEEN GERTRUDE<\/td>\nGood Hamlet, cast thy nighted colour off,<\/td>\n<\/td>\n<\/tr>\n
<\/td>\nAnd let thine eye look like a friend on Denmark.<\/td>\n70<\/td>\n<\/tr>\n
<\/td>\nDo not for ever with thy vailed lids<\/td>\n<\/td>\n<\/tr>\n
<\/td>\nSeek for thy noble father in the dust:<\/td>\n<\/td>\n<\/tr>\n
<\/td>\nThou know'st 'tis common; all that lives must die,<\/td>\n<\/td>\n<\/tr>\n
<\/td>\nPassing through nature to eternity.<\/td>\n<\/td>\n<\/tr>\n
HAMLET<\/td>\nAy, madam, 'tis common.<\/td>\n75<\/td>\n<\/tr>\n
QUEEN GERTRUDE<\/td>\nIf it be,<\/td>\n<\/td>\n<\/tr>\n
<\/td>\nWhy seems it so particular with thee?<\/td>\n<\/td>\n<\/tr>\n
HAMLET<\/td>\nSeems, madam! nay it is; I know not 'seems.'<\/td>\n<\/td>\n<\/tr>\n
<\/td>\nTis not alone my inky cloak, good mother,<\/td>\n<\/td>\n<\/tr>\n
<\/td>\nNor customary suits of solemn black,<\/td>\n80<\/td>\n<\/tr>\n
<\/td>\nNor windy suspiration of forced breath,<\/td>\n<\/td>\n<\/tr>\n
<\/td>\nNo, nor the fruitful river in the eye,<\/td>\n<\/td>\n<\/tr>\n
<\/td>\nNor the dejected 'haviour of the visage,<\/td>\n<\/td>\n<\/tr>\n
<\/td>\nTogether with all forms, modes, shapes of grief,<\/td>\n<\/td>\n<\/tr>\n
<\/td>\nThat can denote me truly: these indeed seem,<\/td>\n<\/td>\n<\/tr>\n
<\/td>\nFor they are actions that a man might play:<\/td>\n<\/td>\n<\/tr>\n
<\/td>\nBut I have that within which passeth show;<\/td>\n<\/td>\n<\/tr>\n
<\/td>\nThese but the trappings and the suits of woe.<\/td>\n<\/td>\n<\/tr>\n
KING CLAUDIUS<\/td>\nTis sweet and commendable in your nature, Hamlet,<\/td>\n<\/td>\n<\/tr>\n
<\/td>\nTo give these mourning duties to your father:<\/td>\n<\/td>\n<\/tr>\n
<\/td>\nBut, you must know, your father lost a father;<\/td>\n<\/td>\n<\/tr>\n
<\/td>\nThat father lost, lost his, and the survivor bound<\/td>\n90<\/td>\n<\/tr>\n
<\/td>\nIn filial obligation for some term<\/td>\n<\/td>\n<\/tr>\n
<\/td>\nTo do obsequious sorrow: but to persever<\/td>\n<\/td>\n<\/tr>\n
<\/td>\nIn obstinate condolement is a course<\/td>\n<\/td>\n<\/tr>\n
<\/td>\nOf impious stubbornness; 'tis unmanly grief;<\/td>\n<\/td>\n<\/tr>\n
<\/td>\nIt shows a will most incorrect to heaven,<\/td>\n<\/td>\n<\/tr>\n
<\/td>\nA heart unfortified, a mind impatient,<\/td>\n<\/td>\n<\/tr>\n
<\/td>\nAn understanding simple and unschool'd:<\/td>\n<\/td>\n<\/tr>\n
<\/td>\nFor what we know must be and is as common<\/td>\n<\/td>\n<\/tr>\n
<\/td>\nAs any the most vulgar thing to sense,<\/td>\n<\/td>\n<\/tr>\n
<\/td>\nWhy should we in our peevish opposition<\/td>\n100<\/td>\n<\/tr>\n
<\/td>\nTake it to heart? Fie! 'tis a fault to heaven,<\/td>\n<\/td>\n<\/tr>\n
<\/td>\nA fault against the dead, a fault to nature,<\/td>\n<\/td>\n<\/tr>\n
<\/td>\nTo reason most absurd: whose common theme<\/td>\n<\/td>\n<\/tr>\n
<\/td>\nIs death of fathers, and who still hath cried,<\/td>\n<\/td>\n<\/tr>\n
<\/td>\nFrom the first corse till he that died to–day,<\/td>\n<\/td>\n<\/tr>\n
<\/td>\nThis must be so.' We pray you, throw to earth<\/td>\n<\/td>\n<\/tr>\n
<\/td>\nThis unprevailing woe, and think of us<\/td>\n<\/td>\n<\/tr>\n
<\/td>\nAs of a father: for let the world take note,<\/td>\n<\/td>\n<\/tr>\n
<\/td>\nYou are the most immediate to our throne;<\/td>\n<\/td>\n<\/tr>\n
<\/td>\nAnd with no less nobility of love<\/td>\n110<\/td>\n<\/tr>\n
<\/td>\nThan that which dearest father bears his son,<\/td>\n<\/td>\n<\/tr>\n
<\/td>\nDo I impart toward you. For your intent<\/td>\n<\/td>\n<\/tr>\n
<\/td>\nIn going back to school in Wittenberg,<\/td>\n<\/td>\n<\/tr>\n
<\/td>\nIt is most retrograde to our desire:<\/td>\n<\/td>\n<\/tr>\n
<\/td>\nAnd we beseech you, bend you to remain<\/td>\n<\/td>\n<\/tr>\n
<\/td>\nHere, in the cheer and comfort of our eye,<\/td>\n<\/td>\n<\/tr>\n
<\/td>\nOur chiefest courtier, cousin, and our son.<\/td>\n<\/td>\n<\/tr>\n
QUEEN GERTRUDE<\/td>\nLet not thy mother lose her prayers, Hamlet:<\/td>\n<\/td>\n<\/tr>\n
<\/td>\nI pray thee, stay with us; go not to Wittenberg.<\/td>\n<\/td>\n<\/tr>\n
HAMLET<\/td>\nI shall in all my best obey you, madam.<\/td>\n120<\/td>\n<\/tr>\n
KING CLAUDIUS<\/td>\nWhy, 'tis a loving and a fair reply:<\/td>\n<\/td>\n<\/tr>\n
<\/td>\nBe as ourself in Denmark. Madam, come;<\/td>\n<\/td>\n<\/tr>\n
<\/td>\n<\/td>\n<\/td>\n<\/tr>\n
<\/td>\nThis gentle and unforced accord of Hamlet<\/td>\n<\/td>\n<\/tr>\n
<\/td>\nSits smiling to my heart: in grace whereof,<\/td>\n<\/td>\n<\/tr>\n
<\/td>\nNo jocund health that Denmark drinks to–day,<\/td>\n<\/td>\n<\/tr>\n
<\/td>\nBut the great cannon to the clouds shall tell,<\/td>\n<\/td>\n<\/tr>\n
<\/td>\nAnd the king's rouse the heavens all bruit again,<\/td>\n<\/td>\n<\/tr>\n
<\/td>\nRe–speaking earthly thunder. Come away.<\/td>\n<\/td>\n<\/tr>\n
[Exeunt all but\ufffdHAMLET]<\/td>\n<\/td>\n<\/td>\n<\/tr>\n
HAMLET<\/td>\nO, that this too too solid flesh would melt<\/td>\n<\/td>\n<\/tr>\n
<\/td>\nThaw and resolve itself into a dew!<\/td>\n130<\/td>\n<\/tr>\n
<\/td>\nOr that the Everlasting had not fix'd<\/td>\n<\/td>\n<\/tr>\n
<\/td>\nHis canon 'gainst self–slaughter! O God! God!<\/td>\n<\/td>\n<\/tr>\n
<\/td>\nHow weary, stale, flat and unprofitable,<\/td>\n<\/td>\n<\/tr>\n
<\/td>\nSeem to me all the uses of this world!<\/td>\n<\/td>\n<\/tr>\n
<\/td>\nFie on't! ah fie! 'tis an unweeded garden,<\/td>\n<\/td>\n<\/tr>\n
<\/td>\nThat grows to seed; things rank and gross in nature<\/td>\n<\/td>\n<\/tr>\n
<\/td>\nPossess it merely. That it should come to this!<\/td>\n<\/td>\n<\/tr>\n
<\/td>\nBut two months dead: nay, not so much, not two:<\/td>\n<\/td>\n<\/tr>\n
<\/td>\nSo excellent a king; that was, to this,<\/td>\n<\/td>\n<\/tr>\n
<\/td>\nHyperion to a satyr; so loving to my mother<\/td>\n140<\/td>\n<\/tr>\n
<\/td>\nThat he might not beteem the winds of heaven<\/td>\n<\/td>\n<\/tr>\n
<\/td>\nVisit her face too roughly. Heaven and earth!<\/td>\n<\/td>\n<\/tr>\n
<\/td>\nMust I remember? why, she would hang on him,<\/td>\n<\/td>\n<\/tr>\n
<\/td>\nAs if increase of appetite had grown<\/td>\n<\/td>\n<\/tr>\n
<\/td>\nBy what it fed on: and yet, within a month––<\/td>\n<\/td>\n<\/tr>\n
<\/td>\nLet me not think on't––Frailty, thy name is woman!––<\/td>\n<\/td>\n<\/tr>\n
<\/td>\nA little month, or ere those shoes were old<\/td>\n<\/td>\n<\/tr>\n
<\/td>\nWith which she follow'd my poor father's body,<\/td>\n<\/td>\n<\/tr>\n
<\/td>\nLike Niobe, all tears:––why she, even she––<\/td>\n<\/td>\n<\/tr>\n
<\/td>\nO, God! a beast, that wants discourse of reason,<\/td>\n150<\/td>\n<\/tr>\n
<\/td>\nWould have mourn'd longer––married with my uncle,<\/td>\n<\/td>\n<\/tr>\n
<\/td>\nMy father's brother, but no more like my father<\/td>\n<\/td>\n<\/tr>\n
<\/td>\nThan I to Hercules: within a month:<\/td>\n<\/td>\n<\/tr>\n
<\/td>\nEre yet the salt of most unrighteous tears<\/td>\n<\/td>\n<\/tr>\n
<\/td>\nHad left the flushing in her galled eyes,<\/td>\n<\/td>\n<\/tr>\n
<\/td>\nShe married. O, most wicked speed, to post<\/td>\n<\/td>\n<\/tr>\n
<\/td>\nWith such dexterity to incestuous sheets!<\/td>\n<\/td>\n<\/tr>\n
<\/td>\nIt is not nor it cannot come to good:<\/td>\n<\/td>\n<\/tr>\n
<\/td>\nBut break, my heart; for I must hold my tongue.<\/td>\n<\/td>\n<\/tr>\n<\/table>\n

[Enter\ufffdHORATIO, MARCELLUS, and BERNARDO]<\/p>\n\n\n\n\n\n\n\n\n\n\n\n\n\n\n\n\n\n\n\n\n\n\n\n\n\n\n\n\n\n\n\n\n\n\n\n\n\n\n\n\n\n\n\n\n\n\n\n\n\n\n\n\n\n\n\n\n\n\n\n\n\n\n\n\n\n\n\n\n\n\n\n\n\n\n\n\n\n\n\n\n\n\n\n\n\n\n\n\n\n\n\n\n\n\n\n\n\n\n\n\n\n\n\n\n\n\n\n\n\n\n\n\n\n\n\n\n
HORATIO<\/td>\nHail to your lordship!<\/td>\n<\/td>\n<\/tr>\n
HAMLET<\/td>\nI am glad to see you well:<\/td>\n<\/td>\n<\/tr>\n
<\/td>\nHoratio,––or I do forget myself.<\/td>\n<\/td>\n<\/tr>\n
HORATIO<\/td>\nThe same, my lord, and your poor servant ever.<\/td>\n165<\/td>\n<\/tr>\n
HAMLET<\/td>\nSir, my good friend; I'll change that name with you:<\/td>\n<\/td>\n<\/tr>\n
<\/td>\nAnd what make you from Wittenberg, Horatio? Marcellus?<\/td>\n<\/td>\n<\/tr>\n
MARCELLUS<\/td>\nMy good lord––<\/td>\n<\/td>\n<\/tr>\n
HAMLET<\/td>\nI am very glad to see you. Good even, sir.<\/td>\n<\/td>\n<\/tr>\n
<\/td>\nBut what, in faith, make you from Wittenberg?<\/td>\n<\/td>\n<\/tr>\n
HORATIO<\/td>\nA truant disposition, good my lord.<\/td>\n<\/td>\n<\/tr>\n
HAMLET<\/td>\nI would not hear your enemy say so,<\/td>\n170<\/td>\n<\/tr>\n
<\/td>\nNor shall you do mine ear that violence,<\/td>\n<\/td>\n<\/tr>\n
<\/td>\nTo make it truster of your own report<\/td>\n<\/td>\n<\/tr>\n
<\/td>\nAgainst yourself: I know you are no truant.<\/td>\n<\/td>\n<\/tr>\n
<\/td>\nBut what is your affair in Elsinore?<\/td>\n<\/td>\n<\/tr>\n
<\/td>\nWe'll teach you to drink deep ere you depart.<\/td>\n<\/td>\n<\/tr>\n
HORATIO<\/td>\nMy lord, I came to see your father's funeral.<\/td>\n<\/td>\n<\/tr>\n
HAMLET<\/td>\nI pray thee, do not mock me, fellow–student;<\/td>\n<\/td>\n<\/tr>\n
<\/td>\nI think it was to see my mother's wedding.<\/td>\n<\/td>\n<\/tr>\n
HORATIO<\/td>\nIndeed, my lord, it follow'd hard upon.<\/td>\n<\/td>\n<\/tr>\n
HAMLET<\/td>\nThrift, thrift, Horatio! the funeral baked meats<\/td>\n<\/td>\n<\/tr>\n
<\/td>\nDid coldly furnish forth the marriage tables.<\/td>\n181<\/td>\n<\/tr>\n
<\/td>\nWould I had met my dearest foe in heaven<\/td>\n<\/td>\n<\/tr>\n
<\/td>\nOr ever I had seen that day, Horatio!<\/td>\n<\/td>\n<\/tr>\n
<\/td>\nMy father!––methinks I see my father.<\/td>\n<\/td>\n<\/tr>\n
HORATIO<\/td>\nWhere, my lord?<\/td>\n<\/td>\n<\/tr>\n
HAMLET<\/td>\nIn my mind's eye, Horatio.<\/td>\n<\/td>\n<\/tr>\n
HORATIO<\/td>\nI saw him once; he was a goodly king.<\/td>\n<\/td>\n<\/tr>\n
HAMLET<\/td>\nHe was a man, take him for all in all,<\/td>\n<\/td>\n<\/tr>\n
<\/td>\nI shall not look upon his like again.<\/td>\n<\/td>\n<\/tr>\n
HORATIO<\/td>\nMy lord, I think I saw him yesternight.<\/td>\n<\/td>\n<\/tr>\n
HAMLET<\/td>\nSaw? who?<\/td>\n190<\/td>\n<\/tr>\n
HORATIO<\/td>\nMy lord, the king your father.<\/td>\n<\/td>\n<\/tr>\n
HAMLET<\/td>\nThe king my father!<\/td>\n<\/td>\n<\/tr>\n
HORATIO<\/td>\nSeason your admiration for awhile<\/td>\n<\/td>\n<\/tr>\n
<\/td>\nWith an attent ear, till I may deliver,<\/td>\n<\/td>\n<\/tr>\n
<\/td>\nUpon the witness of these gentlemen,<\/td>\n<\/td>\n<\/tr>\n
<\/td>\nThis marvel to you.<\/td>\n<\/td>\n<\/tr>\n
HAMLET<\/td>\nFor God's love, let me hear.<\/td>\n<\/td>\n<\/tr>\n
HORATIO<\/td>\nTwo nights together had these gentlemen,<\/td>\n<\/td>\n<\/tr>\n
<\/td>\nMarcellus and Bernardo, on their watch,<\/td>\n<\/td>\n<\/tr>\n
<\/td>\nIn the dead vast and middle of the night,<\/td>\n<\/td>\n<\/tr>\n
<\/td>\nBeen thus encounter'd. A figure like your father,<\/td>\n<\/td>\n<\/tr>\n
<\/td>\nArmed at point exactly, cap–a–pe,<\/td>\n200<\/td>\n<\/tr>\n
<\/td>\nAppears before them, and with solemn march<\/td>\n<\/td>\n<\/tr>\n
<\/td>\nGoes slow and stately by them: thrice he walk'd<\/td>\n<\/td>\n<\/tr>\n
<\/td>\nBy their oppress'd and fear–surprised eyes,<\/td>\n<\/td>\n<\/tr>\n
<\/td>\nWithin his truncheon's length; whilst they, distilled<\/td>\n<\/td>\n<\/tr>\n
<\/td>\nAlmost to jelly with the act of fear,<\/td>\n<\/td>\n<\/tr>\n
<\/td>\nStand dumb and speak not to him. This to me<\/td>\n<\/td>\n<\/tr>\n
<\/td>\nIn dreadful secrecy impart they did;<\/td>\n<\/td>\n<\/tr>\n
<\/td>\nAnd I with them the third night kept the watch;<\/td>\n<\/td>\n<\/tr>\n
<\/td>\nWhere, as they had deliver'd, both in time,<\/td>\n<\/td>\n<\/tr>\n
<\/td>\nForm of the thing, each word made true and good,<\/td>\n210<\/td>\n<\/tr>\n
<\/td>\nThe apparition comes: I knew your father;<\/td>\n<\/td>\n<\/tr>\n
<\/td>\nThese hands are not more like.<\/td>\n<\/td>\n<\/tr>\n
HAMLET<\/td>\nBut where was this?<\/td>\n<\/td>\n<\/tr>\n
MARCELLUS<\/td>\nMy lord, upon the platform where we watch'd.<\/td>\n<\/td>\n<\/tr>\n
HAMLET<\/td>\nDid you not speak to it?<\/td>\n<\/td>\n<\/tr>\n
HORATIO<\/td>\nMy lord, I did;<\/td>\n<\/td>\n<\/tr>\n
<\/td>\nBut answer made it none: yet once methought<\/td>\n<\/td>\n<\/tr>\n
<\/td>\nIt lifted up its head and did address<\/td>\n<\/td>\n<\/tr>\n
<\/td>\nItself to motion, like as it would speak;<\/td>\n<\/td>\n<\/tr>\n
<\/td>\nBut even then the morning cock crew loud,<\/td>\n<\/td>\n<\/tr>\n
<\/td>\nAnd at the sound it shrunk in haste away,<\/td>\n<\/td>\n<\/tr>\n
<\/td>\nAnd vanish'd from our sight.<\/td>\n<\/td>\n<\/tr>\n
HAMLET<\/td>\nTis very strange.<\/td>\n220<\/td>\n<\/tr>\n
HORATIO<\/td>\nAs I do live, my honour'd lord, 'tis true;<\/td>\n<\/td>\n<\/tr>\n
<\/td>\nAnd we did think it writ down in our duty<\/td>\n<\/td>\n<\/tr>\n
<\/td>\nTo let you know of it.<\/td>\n<\/td>\n<\/tr>\n
HAMLET<\/td>\nIndeed, indeed, sirs, but this troubles me.<\/td>\n<\/td>\n<\/tr>\n
<\/td>\nHold you the watch to–night?<\/td>\n<\/td>\n<\/tr>\n
BERNARDO<\/td>\nWe do, my lord.<\/td>\n<\/td>\n<\/tr>\n
HAMLET<\/td>\nArm'd, say you?<\/td>\n<\/td>\n<\/tr>\n
BERNARDO<\/td>\nArm'd, my lord.<\/td>\n<\/td>\n<\/tr>\n
HAMLET<\/td>\nFrom top to toe?<\/td>\n<\/td>\n<\/tr>\n
BERNARDO<\/td>\nMy lord, from head to foot.<\/td>\n<\/td>\n<\/tr>\n
HAMLET<\/td>\nThen saw you not his face?<\/td>\n<\/td>\n<\/tr>\n
HORATIO<\/td>\nO, yes, my lord; he wore his beaver up.<\/td>\n<\/td>\n<\/tr>\n
HAMLET<\/td>\nWhat, look'd he frowningly?<\/td>\n<\/td>\n<\/tr>\n
HORATIO<\/td>\nA countenance more in sorrow than in anger.<\/td>\n230<\/td>\n<\/tr>\n
HAMLET<\/td>\nPale or red?<\/td>\n<\/td>\n<\/tr>\n
HORATIO<\/td>\nNay, very pale.<\/td>\n<\/td>\n<\/tr>\n
HAMLET<\/td>\nAnd fix'd his eyes upon you?<\/td>\n<\/td>\n<\/tr>\n
HORATIO<\/td>\nMost constantly.<\/td>\n<\/td>\n<\/tr>\n
HAMLET<\/td>\nI would I had been there.<\/td>\n<\/td>\n<\/tr>\n
HORATIO<\/td>\nIt would have much amazed you.<\/td>\n<\/td>\n<\/tr>\n
HAMLET<\/td>\nVery like, very like. Stay'd it long?<\/td>\n<\/td>\n<\/tr>\n
HORATIO<\/td>\nWhile one with moderate haste might tell a hundred.<\/td>\n<\/td>\n<\/tr>\n
BERNARDO<\/td>\nLonger, longer.<\/td>\n<\/td>\n<\/tr>\n
HORATIO<\/td>\nNot when I saw't.<\/td>\n<\/td>\n<\/tr>\n
HAMLET<\/td>\nHis beard was grizzled––no?<\/td>\n<\/td>\n<\/tr>\n
HORATIO<\/td>\nIt was, as I have seen it in his life,<\/td>\n<\/td>\n<\/tr>\n
<\/td>\nA sable silver'd.<\/td>\n<\/td>\n<\/tr>\n
HAMLET<\/td>\nI will watch to–night;<\/td>\n240<\/td>\n<\/tr>\n
<\/td>\nPerchance 'twill walk again.<\/td>\n<\/td>\n<\/tr>\n
HORATIO<\/td>\nI warrant it will.<\/td>\n<\/td>\n<\/tr>\n
HAMLET<\/td>\nIf it assume my noble father's person,<\/td>\n<\/td>\n<\/tr>\n
<\/td>\nI'll speak to it, though hell itself should gape<\/td>\n<\/td>\n<\/tr>\n
<\/td>\nAnd bid me hold my peace. I pray you all,<\/td>\n<\/td>\n<\/tr>\n
<\/td>\nIf you have hitherto conceal'd this sight,<\/td>\n<\/td>\n<\/tr>\n
<\/td>\nLet it be tenable in your silence still;<\/td>\n<\/td>\n<\/tr>\n
<\/td>\nAnd whatsoever else shall hap to–night,<\/td>\n<\/td>\n<\/tr>\n
<\/td>\nGive it an understanding, but no tongue:<\/td>\n<\/td>\n<\/tr>\n
<\/td>\nI will requite your loves. So, fare you well:<\/td>\n<\/td>\n<\/tr>\n
<\/td>\nUpon the platform, 'twixt eleven and twelve,<\/td>\n250<\/td>\n<\/tr>\n
<\/td>\nI'll visit you.<\/td>\n<\/td>\n<\/tr>\n
All<\/td>\nOur duty to your honour.<\/td>\n<\/td>\n<\/tr>\n
HAMLET<\/td>\nYour loves, as mine to you: farewell.<\/td>\n<\/td>\n<\/tr>\n
[Exeunt all but\ufffdHAMLET]<\/td>\n<\/td>\n<\/td>\n<\/tr>\n
<\/td>\nMy father's spirit in arms! all is not well;<\/td>\n<\/td>\n<\/tr>\n
<\/td>\nI doubt some foul play: would the night were come!<\/td>\n<\/td>\n<\/tr>\n
<\/td>\nTill then sit still, my soul: foul deeds will rise,<\/td>\n<\/td>\n<\/tr>\n
<\/td>\nThough all the earth o'erwhelm them, to men's eyes.<\/td>\n<\/td>\n<\/tr>\n
[Exit]<\/td>\n<\/td>\n<\/td>\n<\/tr>\n

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