421. STand: who is that?

932. Tis I.

1041. O you come most carefully vpon your watch,

1652. And if you meete Marcellus and Horatio,

176The partners of my watch, bid them make haste.

1971. I will: See who goes there.

209Hor. Friends to this ground.

2110Mar. And leegemen to the Dane,

2311O farewell honest souldier, who hath releeued you?

24121. Barnardo hath my place, giue you good night.

2613Mar. Holla, Barnardo.

27142. Say, is Horatio there?

2815Hor. A peece of him.

29162. Welcome Horatio, welcome good Marcellus.

3017Mar. What hath this thing appear'd againe to night.

31182. I haue seene nothing.

3219Mar. Horatio sayes tis but our fantasie,

3320And wil not let beliefe take hold of him,

3421Touching this dreaded sight twice seene by vs,

3522Therefore I haue intreated him a long with vs

3623To watch the minutes of this night,

3724That if againe this apparition come,

3825He may approoue our eyes, and speake to it.

3926Hor. Tut, t'will not appeare.

40272. Sit downe I pray, and let vs once againe

4128Assaile your eares that are so fortified,

4329What we haue two nights seene.

4430Hor. Wel, sit we downe, and let vs heare Bernardo speake

4531of this.

46322. Last night of al, when yonder starre that's west-

4733ward from the pole, had made his course to

4834Illumine that part of heauen. Where now it burnes,

5035The bell then towling one.

37Mar. Breake off your talke, see where it comes againe.

53382. In the same figure like the King that's dead,

5439Mar. Thou art a scholler, speake to it Horatio.

55402. Lookes it not like the king?

5641Hor. Most like, it horrors mee with feare and wonder.

57422. It would be spoke to.

5843Mar. Question it Horatio.

5944Hor. What art thou that thus vsurps the state, in

6145Which the Maiestie of buried Denmarke did sometimes

6246Walke? By heauen I charge thee speake.

6347Mar. It is offended. exit Ghost.

64482. See, it stalkes away.

6549Hor. Stay, speake, speake, by heauen I charge thee

50speake.

6751Mar. Tis gone and makes no answer.

68522. How now Horatio, you tremble and looke pale,

6953Is not this something more than fantasie?

7054What thinke you on't?

7155Hor. Afore my God, I might not this beleeue, without

7256the sensible and true auouch of my owne eyes.

Prince of Denmarke.

7457Mar. Is it not like the King?

7558Hor. As thou art to thy selfe,

7659Such was the very armor he had on,

7760When he the ambitious Norway combated.

7861So frownd he once, when in an angry parle

7962He smot the sleaded pollax on the yce,

8063Tis strange.

8164Mar. Thus twice before, and iump at this dead hower,

8265With Marshall stalke he passed through our watch.

8366Hor. In what particular to worke, I know not,

8467But in the thought and scope of my opinion,

8568This bodes some strange eruption to the state.

8669Mar. Good, now sit downe, and tell me he that knowes

8770Why this same strikt and most obseruant watch,

8871So nightly toyles the subiect of the land,

8972And why such dayly cost of brazen Cannon

9073And forraine marte, for implements of warre,

9174Why such impresse of ship-writes, whose sore taske

9275Does not diuide the sunday from the weeke:

9376What might be toward that this sweaty march

9477Doth make the night ioynt labourer with the day,

9578Who is't that can informe me?

9679Hor. Mary that can I, at least the whisper goes so,

9780Our late King, who as you know was by Forten-

9981Brasse of Norway,

10082Thereto prickt on by a most emulous cause, dared to

10183The combate, in which our valiant Hamlet,

10284For so this side of our knowne world esteemed him,

10385Did slay this Fortenbrasse,

86Who by a seale compact well ratified, by law

10487And heraldrie, did forfeit with his life all those

10588His lands which he stoode seazed of by the conqueror,

10789Against the which a moity competent,

10890Was gaged by our King:

11291Now sir, yong Fortenbrasse,

11392Of inapproued mettle hot and full,

B2 Hath

The Tragedie of Hamlet

11493Hath in the skirts of Norway here and there,

11594Sharkt vp a sight of lawlesse Resolutes

11695For food and diet to some enterprise,

11796That hath a stomacke in't: and this (I take it) is the

12397Chiefe head and ground of this our watch.

12699But loe, behold, see where it comes againe,

127100Ile crosse it, though it blast me: stay illusion,

129101If there be any good thing to be done,

130102That may doe ease to thee, and grace to mee,

103Speake to mee.

131104If thou art priuy to thy countries fate,

132105Which happly foreknowing may preuent, O speake to me,

133106Or if thou hast extorted in thy life,

134107Or hoorded treasure in the wombe of earth,

135108For which they say you Spirites oft walke in death, speake

136109to me, stay and speake, speake, stoppe it Marcellus.

1391102. Tis heere. exit Ghost.

140111Hor. Tis heere.

141112Marc. Tis gone, O we doe it wrong, being so maiesti-

142113call, to offer it the shew of violence,

144114For it is as the ayre invelmorable,

145115And our vaine blowes malitious mockery.

1461162. It was about to speake when the Cocke crew.

147117Hor. And then it faded like a guilty thing,

148118Vpon a fearefull summons: I haue heard

149119The Cocke, that is the trumpet to the morning,

150120Doth with his earely and shrill crowing throate,

151121Awake the god of day, and at his sound,

152122Whether in earth or ayre, in sea or fire,

153123The strauagant and erring spirite hies

154124To his confines, and of the trueth heereof

155125This present obiect made probation.

156126Marc. It faded on the crowing of the Cocke,

157127Some say, that euer gainst that season comes,

158128Wherein our Sauiours birth is celebrated,

Prince of Denmarke.

159129The bird of dawning singeth all night long,

160130And then they say, no spirite dare walke abroade,

161131The nights are wholesome, then no planet frikes,

162132No Fairie takes, nor Witch hath powre to charme,

163133So gratious, and so hallowed is that time.

164134Hor. So haue I heard, and doe in parte beleeue it:

165135But see the Sunne in russet mantle clad,

166136Walkes ore the deaw of yon hie mountaine top,

167137Breake we our watch vp, and by my aduise,

168138Let vs impart what wee haue seene to night

169139Vnto yong Hamlet: for vpon my life

170140This Spirite dumbe to vs will speake to him:

171141Do you consent, wee shall acquaint him with it,

172142As needefull in our loue, fitting our duetie?

173143Marc. Lets doo't I pray, and I this morning know,

174144Where we shall finde him most conueniently.