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ACT I. SCENE I. Elsinore. A Platform before the Castle.
FRANCISCO at his post. Enter to him BERNARDO. Bernardo. Who's there? Francisco. Nay, answer me ; stand, and unfold yourself. Bernardo. Long live the king!
valent to fra Francisco. Bernardo?
te pas, Francisco. For this relief much thanks; 't is bitter cold, muss: And I am sick at heart.
Not a mouse stirring. so
Francisco. I think I hear them.-Stand, ho! Who is there?
Enter HORATIO and MARCELLUS.
And liegemen to the Dane. tay
O, farewell, honest soldier: Start
Bernardo has my place.
A piece of him. Nouatio ina kule hou
- "Art How alive minit hunaquatione Marcellus. Horatio says 't is but our fantasy, Kautus Mat layo ndria
And will not let belief take hold of him
That if again this apparition come,
Facetary : ( inagination, the lower of inozining
(2; mental image, concent
wie "Suck autie, bihip, affertum
suby het of head,
Horatio. Tush, tush, 't will not appear.
Sit down awhile; 30
Well, sit we down,
Bernardo. Last night of all,
Question it, Horatio.
Marcellus. It is offended.
See, it stalks away! 50
Bernardo. How now, Horatio ! you tremble and look pale ;
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