All saws of books, all forms, all pressures 100

That youth and observation copied there,
And thy commandment all alone shall live
Within the book and volume of my brain,
Unmixed with baser matter. Yes, by heaven!
O most pernicious woman!
O villain, villain, smiling, damned villain!
My tables,-meet it is I set it down
That one may smile, and smile, and be a

At least I'm sure it may be so in Denmark.

[Writing. So, uncle, there you are. Now to my 110

It is “Adieu, adieu! remember me.”

I have sworn 't.
Mar. }[Within.] My lord, my lord!
Mar. [Within.] Lord Hamlet!

[Within.] Heaven secure him!
Ham. So be it!
Mar. [Within.] Illo, ho, ho, my lord !
Ham. Hillo, ho, ho, boy! Come, bird, come.

Enter Horatio and Marcellus.
Mar. How is’t, my noble lord?

What news, my lord?
Ham. 0, wonderful!
Hor. Good my lord, tell it.

No, you'll reveal it.


120 Hor. Not I, my lord, by heaven. Mar.

Nor I, my lord. Ham. How say you, then,-would heart of man

once think it?
But you'll be secret?
Mar. S

Ay, by heaven, my lord. Ham. There's ne'er a villain dwelling in all


But he's an arrant knave. 125 Hor. There needs no ghost, my lord, come from ... the grave

To tell us this.

Why, right, you are in the right.
And so, without more circumstance at all,
I hold it fit that we shake hands and part;
You, as your business and desire shall point

For every man bath business and desire,
Such as it is; and for my own poor part,

Look you, I'll go pray.
Hor. These are but wild and whirling words, my

lord. Ham. I'm sorry they offend you, heartily; 135 Yes, faith, heartily. Hor.

There's no offence, my lord. Ham. Yes, by Saint Patrick, but there is, Horatio, And much offence too. Touching this vision

here, It is an honest ghost, that let me tell you.


For your desire to know what is between us,
O'ermaster 't as you may. And now, good 140

As you are friends, scholars, and soldiers,

Give me one poor request.
Hor. What is't, my lord? We will.
Ham. Never make known what you have seen

to-night. Hor.

My lord, we will not.
Mar. 5

Nay, but swear 't.

In faith, 140
My lord, not I.

Nor I, my lord in faith.
Ham. Upon my sword.

We have sworn, my lord, already.
Ham. Indeed, upon my sword, indeed.
Ghost. [Beneath.] Swear
Ham. Ah, ha, boy! say'st thou so? Art thou 150

there, truepenny? Come on; you hear this fellow in the cellarage.

Consent to swear. Hor.

Propose the oath, my lord. Ham. Never to speak of this that you have seen.

Swear by my sword.
Ghost. [Beneath.] Swear.
Ham. Hic et ubique? Then we'll shift our ground.

Come hither, gentlemen,
And lay your hands again upon my sword.
Never to speak of this that you have heard,

156 170

160 Swear by my sword. Ghost. [Beneath.] Swear. Ham. Well said, old mole! Canst work i’ the

earth so fast? A worthy pioner! Once more remove, good

friends. Hor. O day and night, but this is wondrous

strange! 165 Ham. And therefore as a stranger give it welcome.

There are more things in heaven and earth,

Than are dreamt of in your philosophy.
But come;
Here, as before, never, so help you mercy,
How strange or odd soe'er I bear myself,
As I perchance hereafter shall think meet
To put an antic disposition on,
That you, at such times seeing me, never shall,
With arms encumbered thus, or this head-

Or by pronouncing of some doubtful phrase,
As “Well, well, we know,” or “We could, an

if we would,”
Or“If we list to speak,” or “There be, an if

they might,”
Or such ambiguous giving out, to note
That you know aught of me,-this not to do,
So grace and mercy at your most need help


you, Swear.


Ghost. [Beneath.] Swear.
Ham. Rest, rest, perturbed spirit! [They swear.]

So, gentlemen,
With all my love I do commend me to you.
And what so poor a man as Hamlet is
May do, to express his love and friending to 185

God willing, shall not lack. Let us go in

And still your fingers on your lips, I pray.
The time is out of joint;—0 cursed spite,
That ever I was born to set it right!
Nay, come, let's go together. [Exeunt. 190

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