649451But do not go with it.

650452Hor. No, by no meanes my Lord.

651453Ham. It will not speake, then will I follow it.

658454Hor. What if it tempt you toward the flood my Lord.

660455That beckles ore his bace, into the sea,

661456And there assume some other horrible shape,

662457Which might depriue your soueraigntie of reason,

663458And driue you into madnesse: thinke of it.

664459Ham. Still am I called, go on, ile follow thee.

665460Hor. My Lord, you shall not go.

653461Ham. Why what should be the feare?

654462I do not set my life at a pinnes fee,

655463And for my soule, what can it do to that?

656464Being a thing immortall, like it selfe,

465Go on, ile follow thee.

667466Mar. My Lord be rulde, you shall not goe.

668467Ham. My fate cries out, and makes each pety Artiue

670468As hardy as the Nemeon Lyons nerue,

671469Still am I cald, vnhand me gentlemen;

672470By heauen ile make a ghost of him that lets me,

673471Away I say, go on, ile follow thee.

675472Hor. He waxeth desperate with imagination.

678473Mar. Something is rotten in the state of Denmarke.

677474Hor. Haue after; to what issue will this sort?

676475Mar. Lets follow, tis not fit thus to obey him.

682477Ham. Ile go no farther, whither wilt thou leade me?

683478Ghost Marke me.

684479Ham. I will.

694480Ghost I am thy fathers spirit, doomd for a time

695481To walke the night, and all the day

696482Confinde in flaming fire,

697483Till the foule crimes done in my dayes of Nature

698484Are purged and burnt away.

688485Ham. Alas poore Ghost.

689486Ghost Nay pitty me not, but to my vnfolding