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That youth and observation copied there ;
And thy commandment all alone shall live
Within the book and volume of my brain,
Unmixt with baser matter. Yes, by heav'n:
Oh most pernicious woman!
Oh villain, villain, smiling damned villain!
My tables, — meet it is I set it down,
That one may smile, and smile, and be a villain ;
At least I'm sure it may be so in Denmark. [Writing.
So, uncle, there you are ; now to my word;
It is, Adieu, adieu, remember me :
I've sworn it-
Enter Horatio and Marcellus.
Hor. My Lord, my Lord!
Mar. Lord Hamlet!
Hor. Heav'n secure him!
Mar. So be it.
Hor. Illo, ho, ho, my lord !
Ham. Hillo, ho, ho, boy; come, bird, a come.
Mar. How is’t, my noble Lord?
Hor. What news, my Lord ?
Ham. Oh wonderful !
Hor. Good my Lord, tell it.
Ham. No, you'll reveal it.
Hor. Not I, my Lord, by heav'n.
Mar. Nor I, my Lord.
[it ? Ham. How say you then, would heart of man once think But you'll be secret ? -
Both. Ay, by heav'n, my Lord.
Ham. There's ne'er a villain dwelling in all Denmark, But he is an arrant knave.
[grave Hor. There needs no ghost, my Lord, come from the To tell us this.
Ham. (a) This is the Call which Falconers use to their Hawk in the air, when they would have him come down to them.
Ham. Why, right, you are i'th' right;
And so without more circumstance at all,
I hold it fit that we shake hands, and part ;
You as your business and desires shall point you,
(For every man has business and desire,
Such as it is) and for my own poor part,
I will go pray.
Hor. These are but wild and hurling words, my Lord.
Ham. I'm sorry they offend you, heartily; Yes, heartily.
Hor. There's no offence, my Lord.
Ham. Yes, by St. Patrick, but there is, my Lord,
And much offence too. Touching this vision herem
It is an honest ghost, that let me tell you :
For your desire to know what is between us,
O’er-master't as you may. And now, good friends,
As you are friends, scholars, and soldiers,
Give me one poor request.
Hor. What is't, my lord ?
Ham. Never make known what you have seen to-night.,
Both. My Lord, we will not.
Ham. Nay, but swear't.
Hor. In faith, my Lord, not I.
Mar. Nor I, my Lord, in faith.
Ham. Upon my sword.
Mar. We've sworn, my Lord, already.
Ham. Indeed, upon my sword, indeed.
[Ghost cries under the stage. Ham. Ah ha, boy, say'st thou so? art thou there, trueCome on, you hear this fellow in the cellaridge. [penny? Consent to swear.
Hor. Propose the oath, my Lord.
Ham. Never to speak of this that you have seen, Swear by my sword.
Ham. Hic & ubique ? then we'll shift our ground.
Come hither, gentlemen,
And lay your hands again upon my sword,
Never to speak of this which you have heard,
Swear by my sword.
[fast? Ham. Well faid, old mole, can'ft work i'th' ground so A worthy pioneer! Once more remove, good friends.
Hor. O day and night! but this is wondrous strange.
Ham. And therefore as a stranger give it welcome.
There are more things in heav'n and earth, Horatio,
Than are dreamt of in our philosophy.
Here, as before, nevér, fo help you mercy,
How strange or odd foe'er I bear my felf,
(As I perchance hereafter shall think meet
To put an antick disposition on)
That you at such time seeing me, never shall,
With arms encumbred thus, or this head-shake,
Or by pronouncing of some doubtful phrase,
As, well-we knowor, we could, an if we would
Or, if we list to speakor, there be, an if there might
Or such ambiguous giving out, denote
That you know aught of me; this do ye swear,
grace and mercy at your most need help you! Swear.
Ham. Rest, rest, perturbed fpirit. So, gentlemen, With all my love I do commend me to you ; And what fo poor a man as Hamlet is May do t'express his love and friending to you, God willing, shall not lack; let us go s'in : And still your fingers on your lips.I pray. The time is out of joint ; oh cursed spight, That ever I was born to set it right! Nay, come, let's go together.
[Exeunt. 9 your
i in together,
Grey. I will, my Lord.
IVE him this mony, and these notes, Reynoldo
Pól. You shall do marvellous wisely, good Rey.
Before you visit him, to make inquiry
Of his behaviour.
Rey. My Lord, I did intend it.
Pol. Marry, well faid, very well said. Look you, Sir,
Enquire me first what Danskers are in Paris ;
And how, and who, what means, and where they keep,
What company, at what expence; and finding
By this encompassment and drift of question,
That they do know my son, come you more near ;
Then your particular demands will touch it;
Take you as 'twere fome distant knowledge of him,
As thus I know his father and his friends,
And in part him-Do you mark this, Reynoldo?
Rey. Ay, very well, my Lord.
Pól. And in part him but you may say not well;
But if't be he I mean, he's very wild ;
Addicted so and so and there put on him
What forgeries you please ; marry, none so rank,
Aş may dishonour him ; take heed of that ;
But, Sir, such wanton, wild, and usual nips,
As are companions noted and most known
To youth and liberty.
Rey. As gaming, my Lord
Pól. Ay, or drinking, fencing, swearing,
Quarrelling, drabbing. You may go fo far.
Rey. My Lord, that would dishonour him.
Pól. 'Faith, no, as you may season it in the charge ;
You must not put a lan utter scandal on him,
That he is open to incontinency,
That's not my meaning ; but breathe his faults fo quaintly,
That they may seem the taints of liberty ;
The Aash and out-break of a fiery mind,
A savageness in unreclaimed blood
Of general affault.
Rey. But, my good Lord
Pól. Wherefore should you do this?
Rey. Ay, my Lord, I would know that,
. Marry, Sir, here's my drift,
And I believe it is a fetch of wit.
You laying these night sullies on my son,
As 'twere a thing a little foil'd i'th' working,
Mark you your party in converse, him you would sound;
Having ever seen in the prenominate crimes
The youth you speak of guilty, be assurd
He closes with you in this consequence ;
Good Sir, or 3/Sir,' or friend, or gentleman,
(According to the phrase or the addition
Of man and country.)
Rey. Very good, my Lord.
Pol. And then, Sir, does he this
He does what was I about to say?
I was about to say something, where did I leave?-
Rey. At closes in the consequence.
Pó. At clofes in the consequence-Ay marry,
He closes thus. I know the gentleman,
I saw him yesterday, or c'other day,
Or then, with such and such, and, as you say,
There was he gaming, there o'ertook in's rowse,
There falling out at tennis; or perchance,
I saw him enter such a house of sale,
Videlicet, a brothel, or so forth. See you now ;
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