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This spirit, dumb to us, will speak to him.ĭo you consent we shall acquaint him with it,Īs needful in our loves, fitting our duty? Walks o'er the dew of yon high eastward hill: HORATIO So have I heard and do in part believe it.īut, look, the morn, in russet mantle clad, No fairy takes, nor witch hath power to charm, The nights are wholesome then no planets strike, The bird of dawning singeth all night long:Īnd then, they say, no spirit dares stir abroad Wherein our Saviour's birth is celebrated, Some say that ever 'gainst that season comes MARCELLUS It faded on the crowing of the cock. The cock, that is the trumpet to the morn,ĭoth with his lofty and shrill-sounding throatĪwake the god of day and, at his warning,
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HORATIO And then it started like a guilty thing MARCELLUS Shall I strike at it with my partisan?Įxit Ghost We do it wrong, being so majestical,īERNARDO It was about to speak, when the cock crew. Speak of it: stay, and speak! Stop it, Marcellus. Which, happily, foreknowing may avoid, O, speak!įor which, they say, you spirits oft walk in death, That may to thee do ease and grace to me,Ĭock crows If thou art privy to thy country's fate, Re-enter Ghost I'll cross it, though it blast me. Have heaven and earth together demonstratedīut soft, behold! lo, where it comes again! Was sick almost to doomsday with eclipse:Īnd even the like precurse of fierce events, Upon whose influence Neptune's empire stands The graves stood tenantless and the sheeted deadĭid squeak and gibber in the Roman streets:Īs stars with trains of fire and dews of blood, In the most high and palmy state of Rome, HORATIO A mote it is to trouble the mind's eye. That was and is the question of these wars. Well may it sort that this portentous figureĬomes armed through our watch so like the king Of this post-haste and romage in the land.īERNARDO I think it be no other but e'en so: The source of this our watch and the chief head So by his father lost: and this, I take it, That hath a stomach in't which is no other-Īnd terms compulsatory, those foresaid lands Hath in the skirts of Norway here and there Had he been vanquisher as, by the same covenant, Which he stood seized of, to the conqueror: Thereto prick'd on by a most emulate pride,ĭared to the combat in which our valiant Hamlet-įor so this side of our known world esteem'd him-ĭid slay this Fortinbras who by a seal'd compact,ĭid forfeit, with his life, all those his lands Was, as you know, by Fortinbras of Norway, What might be toward, that this sweaty hasteĭoth make the night joint-labourer with the day:Īt least, the whisper goes so. Why such impress of shipwrights, whose sore taskĭoes not divide the Sunday from the week So nightly toils the subject of the land,Īnd why such daily cast of brazen cannon, Why this same strict and most observant watch MARCELLUS Good now, sit down, and tell me, he that knows, This bodes some strange eruption to our state. HORATIO In what particular thought to work I know not īut in the gross and scope of my opinion, With martial stalk hath he gone by our watch. MARCELLUS Thus twice before, and jump at this dead hour, So frown'd he once, when, in an angry parle,
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HORATIO Before my God, I might not this believe HORATIO Stay! speak, speak! I charge thee, speak!Įxit Ghost MARCELLUS 'Tis gone, and will not answer.īERNARDO How now, Horatio! you tremble and look pale: HORATIO What art thou that usurp'st this time of night,ĭid sometimes march? by heaven I charge thee, speak! HORATIO Most like: it harrows me with fear and wonder. MARCELLUS Thou art a scholar speak to it, Horatio.īERNARDO Looks it not like the king? mark it, Horatio. Where now it burns, Marcellus and myself,Įnter Ghost MARCELLUS Peace, break thee off look, where it comes again!īERNARDO In the same figure, like the king that's dead. Had made his course to illume that part of heaven When yond same star that's westward from the pole With us to watch the minutes of this night Touching this dreaded sight, twice seen of us: MARCELLUS Horatio says 'tis but our fantasy, MARCELLUS What, has this thing appear'd again to-night? Stand, ho! Who's there?Įnter HORATIO and MARCELLUS HORATIO Friends to this ground.īERNARDO Welcome, Horatio: welcome, good Marcellus. The rivals of my watch, bid them make haste.įRANCISCO I think I hear them. Enter to him BERNARDO BERNARDO Who's there?įRANCISCO Nay, answer me: stand, and unfold yourself.įRANCISCO You come most carefully upon your hour.īERNARDO 'Tis now struck twelve get thee to bed, Francisco.įRANCISCO For this relief much thanks: 'tis bitter cold, A platform before the castle.įRANCISCO at his post.