Hamlet Page #4

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to see you. Good even, sir.

But what, in faith,

make you from Wittenberg?

We'll teach you to drink deep

'ere you depart.

My lord, I came to see

your father's funeral.

I pray thee, do not mock me,

fellow-student -

I think it was to see

my mother's wedding.

Indeed, my lord,

it follow'd hard upon.

Thrift, thrift, Horatio!

The funeral baked meats

did coldly furnish forth

the marriage tables.

My father!

Methinks I see my father.

Where, my lord?

In my mind's eye, Horatio.

I saw him once.

He was a goodly king.

He was a man.

Take him for all in all.

I shall not look upon

his like again.

My lord...

I think I saw him yesternight.

Saw who?

My lord, the king your father.

The king my father!

Season your admiration with an

attent ear, till I may deliver,

upon the witness of these gentlemen,

this marvel to you.

For God's love, let me hear.

Two nights together

had these gentlemen,

Marcellus and Bernardo,

on their watch,

in the dead vast

and middle of the night,

been thus encounter'd.

A figure like your father,

Armed at point exactly,

cap-a-pe,

appears before them,

and with solemn march

goes slow and stately by them.

This to me

In dreadful secrecy impart they did,

and I with them the third night

kept the watch

where, as they had deliver'd,

the apparition comes.

I knew your father,

these hands are not more like.

But where was this? My lord, upon

the platform where we watch'd.

Did you not speak to it?

My lord, I did, but answer

made it none. 'Tis very strange.

As I do live, my honour'd lord,

'tis true.

And we did think it

writ down in our duty

to let you know of it. Indeed.

Indeed, sirs, but this troubles me.

Hold you the watch tonight?

We do, my lord.

Arm'd, say you? Arm'd, my lord.

From top to toe?

My lord, from head to foot.

Then saw you not his face?

O, yes, my lord,

he wore his beaver up.

What look'd he - frowningly?

A countenance

more in sorrow than in anger.

Pale or red? Nay, very pale.

And fix'd his eyes upon you?

Most constantly.

I would I had been there.

It would have much amazed you.

Very like, very like.

Stay'd it long?

While one with moderate haste might

tell a hundred. Longer, longer.

Not when I saw't.

His beard was grizzled?

It was, as I have seen it

in his life,

a sable silver'd.

I will watch tonight -

perchance 'twill walk again.

I warrant it will.

If it assume

my noble father's person,

I'll speak to it,

though Hell itself should gape

and bid me hold my peace.

I pray you all,

if you have hitherto

conceal'd this sight,

let it be tenable

in your silence still,

and whatsoever else

shall hap to-night,

give it an understanding,

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