793559That one may smile, and smile, and be a villayne;

794560At least I am sure, it may be so in Denmarke.

795561So vncle, there you are, there you are.

562Now to the words; it is adue adue: remember me,

796563Soe t'is enough I haue sworne.

797564Hor. My lord, my lord. Enter. Horatio,and Marcellus.

798565Mar. Lord Hamlet.

802566Hor. Ill, lo, lo, ho, ho.

803567Mar. Ill, lo, lo, so, ho, so, come boy, come.

800568Hor. Heauens secure him.

804569Mar. How i'st my noble lord?

805570Hor. What news my lord?

806571Ham. O wonderfull, wonderful.

807572Hor. Good my lord tel it.

808573Ham. No not I, you'l reueale it.

809574Hor. Not I my Lord by heauen.

810575Mar. Nor I my Lord.

811576Ham. How say you then? would hart of man

577Once thinke it? but you'l be secret.

813578Both. I by heauen, my lord.

814579Ham. There's neuer a villaine dwelling in all Denmarke,

815580But hee's an arrant knaue.

816581Hor. There need no Ghost come from the graue to tell

817582you this.

818583Ham. Right, you are in the right, and therefore

819584I holde it meet without more circumstance at all,

820585Wee shake hands and part; you as your busines

821586And desiers shall leade you: for looke you,

822587Euery man hath busines, and desires, such

823588As it is, and for my owne poore parte, ile go pray.

825589Hor. These are but wild and wherling words, my Lord.

826590Ham. I am sory they offend you; hartely, yes faith hartily.

828591Hor. Ther's no offence my Lord.

829592Ham. Yes by Saint Patrike but there is Horatio,

830593And much offence too, touching this vision,

831594It is an honest ghost, that let mee tell you,

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