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Can I demand.
Mon.

But I can give thee more:
For I will raise her statue in pure gold;
That, while Verona by that name is known,
There shall no figure at such rate be set,
As that of true and faithful Juliet.

Cap. As rich shall Romeo by his lady lie;
Poor sacrifices of our enmity!
Prince. A glooming peace this morning with it

brings;
The sun for sorrow will not shew his head.
Go hence, to have more talk of these sad things;

Some shall be pardon’d, and some punished: For never was a story of more woe, Than this of Juliet and her Romeo. [Eseunt.

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PERSONS REPRESENTED.

CLAUDIUS, King of Denmark.
HAMLET, Son to the former, and Nephew to the present

King.
POLONIUS, Lord Chamberlain.
HOKATIO, Friend to Hamlet.
LAERTES, Son to Polonius.
VOLTIMAND,
CORNELIUS,

Courtiers.
ROSENCRANTZ,
GUILDENSTERN,
Osric, a Courtier.
Another Courtier.
A Priest.

MARCELLUS

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BERNARDO,
FRANCISCO, a Soldier.
REYNALDO, Servant to Polonius.
A Captain. An Ambassador.
Ghost of Hamlet's Father.
FORTINBRAS, Prince of Norway.
Gertrude, Queen of Denmark, and Mother to Hamlet.
OPIIELIA, Daughter to Polonius.
Lords, Ladies, Officers, Soldiers, Players, Grave-
diggers, Sailors, Messengers, and other Attendants.

SCENE-Elsinore.

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SCENE I. Elsinore. A Platform before the

Castle.
FRANCISCO on his Post. Enter to him BERNARDO.

Bernardo.
HO'S there?
Fran. Nay, answer me; stand,

and unfold
Yourself.

Ber. Long live the King! Fran.

Bernardo? Ber.

He. Fran. You come most carefully upon your hour. Ber. 'Tis now struck twelve; get thee to bed,

Francisco.
Fran. For this relief, much thanks; 'tis bitter cold,
And I am sick at heart.

Ber. Have you had quiet guard ?
Fran.

Not a mouse stirring.
Ber. Well, good night.
If you do meet Horatio and Marcellus,
The rivals of my watch, bid them make haste.

Enter HORATIO and Marcellus. Fran. I think I hear them.-Stand! Who's there?

Hor. Friends to this ground.
Mar.

And liegemen to the Dane.
Frun. Give you good night.
Mar.

Oh! farewell, honest soldier. Who hath reliev'd you? Fran.

Bernardo has my place. Give you good night.

[Exit. Mar.

Holla! Bernardo! Ber.

Say. What! is Horatio there? Hor.

A piece of him. Ber. Welcome, Horatio ; welcome, good Marcellus. Hor. What! has this thing appear'd again to

night?
Ber. I have seen nothing.

Mar. Horatio says, 'tis but our fantasy;
And will not let belief take hold of him,
Touching this dreaded sight, twice seen of us;
Therefore I have entreated him along
With us to watch the minutes of this night;
That, if again this apparition come,
He may approve our eyes, and speak to it.

Hor. Tush! tush! 'twill not appear.
Ber.

Sit down awbile;
And let us once again assail your ears,
That are so fortified against our story,
With what we two nights have seen.
Hor.

Well, sit we down, And let us hear Bernardo speak of this.

Ber. Last night of all, When yond' same star, that's westward from the Pole, Had made his course t'illume that part of heaven Where now it burns, Marcellus and myself, The bell then beating one... Mar. Peace, break thee off; look, where it comes again!

Enter Ghost. Ber. In the same figure like the King that's dead.

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