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Author: William Shakespeare
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Hamlet (Quarto 2, 1604)

Prince of Denmarke.
Mar. How i'st my noble Lord?
805Hora. What newes my Lord?
Ham. O, wonderfull.
Hora. Good my Lord tell it.
Ham. No, you will reueale it.
Hora. Not I my Lord by heauen.
810Mar. Nor I my Lord.
Ham. How say you then, would hart of man once thinke it,
But you'le be secret.
Booth. I by heauen.
Ham. There's neuer a villaine,
Dwelling in all Denmarke
815But hee's an arrant knaue.
Hora. There needes no Ghost my Lord, come from the graue
To tell vs this.
Ham. Why right, you are in the right,
And so without more circumstance at all
820I hold it fit that we shake hands and part,
You, as your busines and desire shall poynt you,
For euery man hath busines and desire
Such as it is, and for my owne poore part
I will goe pray.
825Hora. These are but wilde and whurling words my Lord.
Ham. I am sorry they offend you hartily,
Yes faith hartily.
Hora. There's no offence my Lord.
Ham. Yes by Saint Patrick but there is Horatio,
830And much offence to, touching this vision heere,
It is an honest Ghost that let me tell you,
For your desire to knowe what is betweene vs
Oremastret as you may, and now good friends,
As you are friends, schollers, and souldiers,
835Giue me one poore request.
Hora. What i'st my Lord, we will.
Ham. Neuer make knowne what you haue seene to night.
Booth. My Lord we will not.
Ham. Nay but swear't.
840Hora. In faith my Lord not I.
Mar. Nor I my Lord in faith.