Can I demand. Mon. Cap. As rich shall Romeo by his lady lie; Prince. A glooming peace this morning with it brings; The sun for sorrow will not shew his head. Than this of Juliet and her Romeo. [Exeunt. PERSONS REPRESENTED. CLAUDIUS, King of Denmark. HAMLET, Son to the former, and Nephew to the present King. POLONIUS, Lord Chamberlain. HORATIO, Friend to Hamlet. LAERTES, Son to Polonius. VOLTIMAND, CORNELIUS, ROSENCRANTZ, GUILDENSTERN, OSRIC, a Courtier. Another Courtier. A Priest. MARCELLUS, BERNARDO, Courtiers. Officers. FRANCISCO, a Soldier. REYNALDO, Servant to Polonius. GERTRUDE, Queen of Denmark, and Mother to Hamlet. Lords, Ladies, Officers, Soldiers, Players, Gravediggers, Sailors, Messengers, and other Attendants. SCENE-Elsinore. 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. Ber. Well, good night. Not a mouse stirring. 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? A piece of him. What is Horatio there? 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; Touching this dreaded sight, twice seen of us; Ber. Sit down awhile; And let us once again assail your ears, 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. |