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My father's brother, but no more like my
I am glad to see you well. 160
ever. Ham. Sir, my good friend; I'll change that name
with you. And what make you from Wittenberg, Hora
tio? Marcellus? Mar. My good lord, — Ham. I am very glad to see you. [To Ber.] Good
even, sir. But what, in faith, make you from Witten
Nor shall you do mine car that violence,
Against yourself. I know you are no truant.
But what is your affair in Elsinore? 175 We'll teach you to drink deep ere you depart.
Hor. My lord, I came to see your father's funeral. Ham. I pray thee, do not mock me, fellow
student. I think it was to see my mother's wedding. Hor. Indeed, my lord, it followed hard upon. 180 Ham. Thrift, thrift, Horatio! The funeral baked
My father!—methinks I see my father.
In my mind's eye, Horatio. Hor. I saw him once; he was a goodly king. Ham. He was a man, take him for all in all,
I shall not look upon his like again.
Hor. My lord, the king your father.
The king my father! Hor. Season your admiration for a while
With an attent ear, till I may deliver,
Upon the witness of these gentlemen, 195 This marvel to you. Ham.
For God's love, let me hear. Hor. Two nights together had these gentlemen,
Marcellus and Bernardo, on their watch,
In the dead waste and middle of the night,
205 Stand dumb and speak not to him. This to
me In dreadful secrecy impart they did, And I with them the third night kept the
watch; Where, as they had delivered, both in time, Form of the thing, each word made true and 210
good, The apparition comes. I knew your father;
These hands are not more like. Ham.
But where was this? Mar. My lord, upon the platform where we
watched. Ham. Did you not speak to it? Hor.
My lord, I did;
But even then the morning cock crew loud,
And at the sound it shrunk in haste away, 220 And vanished from our sight. Ham.
T is very strange. Hor. As I do live, my honored lord, 't is true,
And we did think it writ down in our duty
To let you know of it. Ham. Indeed, indeed, sirs. But this troubles
me. 225 Hold you the watch to-night? Mar. 1
We do, my lord.
| Armed, my lord.
My lord, from head to foot. Ber. S
Ham. Then saw you not his face?
Ham. What, looked he frowningly?
A countenance more
Pale, or red?
And fixed his eyes upon you?
I would I had been there. 235 Hor. It would have much amazed you.
Ham. Very like, very like. Stayed it long?
Hor. While one with moderate haste might tell a
His beard was grizzled? No? Hor. It was, as I have seen it in his life,
240 A sable silvered. Нат.
I will watch to-night; Perchance 't will walk again. Hor.
I warrant it will. Ham. If it assume my noble father's person,
I'll speak to it, though hell itself should gape
I'll visit you.
Our duty to your honour. Ham. Your loves, as mine to you; farewell.
[Exeunt all but Hamlet. My father's spirit in arms! All is not well; I doubt some foul play. Would the night 255
were come! Till then sit still, my soul. Foul deeds will rise, Though all the earth o’erwhelm them, to men's eyes.