is an Without the sensible and true_avouch
Of mine own eyes.
Marcellus.
Is it not like the king? Horatio. As thou art to thyself: Such was the very armour he had on When he the ambitious Norway combated;
So frown'd he once, when, in an angry parle, He smote the sledded Polacks on the ice. 'Tis strange.
Marcellus. Thus twice before, and jump at this dead hour, atly With martial stalk hath he gone by our watch.
in what far. Horatio. In what particular thought to work, I know not tired as taught the But in the gross and scope of my opinion, This bodes some strange eruption to our state. Marcellus. Good now, sit down, and tell me, he that knows, perhaps Why this same strict and most observant watch "This So nightly toils the subject of the land,
And why such daily cast of brazen cannon, bug And foreign mart for implements of war ;
Why such impress of shipwrights, whose sore task Does not divide the Sunday from the week ; What might be toward, that this sweaty haste ent. Doth make the night joint-labourer with the day:
Whose image even but now appear'd to us, Was, as you know, by Fortinbras of Norway, els Thereto prick'd on by a most emulate pride,
Dar'd to the combat; in which our valiant Hamlet— For so this side of our known world esteem'd him— Did slay this Fortinbras; who, by a seal'd compact, Well ratified by law and heraldry,
Did forfeit, with his life, all those his lands Jesse Which he stood seiz'd of, to the conqueror :
a fort, not necessarily half.
Against the which a moiety competent
Was gaged by our king; which had return'd To the inheritance of Fortinbras,
Had he been vanquisher; as, by the same covenant And carriage of the article design'd,
His fell to Hamlet. Now, sir, young Fortinbras, Of unimproved mettle hot and full, Hath in the skirts of Norway here and there Lied of Shark'd up a list of lawless resolutes, For food and diet, to some enterprise That hath a stomach in 't; which is no As it doth well appear unto our state- But to recover of us, by strong hand And terms compulsative, those foresaid lands So by his father lost: and this, I take it, Is the main motive of our preparations, The source of this our watch, and the chief head turmoil of this post-haste and romage in the land. ELTTELS Bernardo. I think it be no other but e'en so. nothing else. Well may it sort that this portentous figure Comes armed through our watch, so like the king
That was and is the question of these wars. subject matter, cause Horatio. A mote it is to trouble the mind's eye.
In the most high and palmy state of Rome, A little ere the mightiest Julius fell,
The body tes
The work was aleast it will be
The graves stood tenantless, and the sheeted dead Did squeak and gibber in the Roman streets : As stars with trains of fire,and dews of blood, Disasters in the sun; and the moist star Upon whose influence Neptune's empire stands Was sick almost to doomsday with eclipse: απαξ And even the like precurse of fierce events, cuta, As harbingers preceding still the fates And prologue to the omen coming on, Have heaven and earth together demonstrated.
dejen af Unto our climatures and countrymen. But soft, behold! lo, where it comes again!
I'll,cross it, though it blast me.-Stay, illusion! If thou hast any sound, or use of voice,
If there be any good thing to be done,
That may to thee do ease and grace to me, Speak to me;
If thou art privy to thy country's fate, Which, happily, foreknowing may avoid, O, speak!
Or if thou hast uphoarded in thy life Extorted treasure in the womb of earth, For which, they say, you spirits oft walk in death,
Speak of it; stay, and speak!-Stop it, Marcellus. Marcellus. Shall I strike at it with my partisan? Horatio. Do, if it will not stand. Bernardo.
We do it wrong, being so majestical,
To offer it the show of violence;
For it is, as the air, invulnerable,
And our vain blows malicious mockery. malice, mimis Bernardo. It was about to speak, when the cock crew whey of they may
Horatio. And then it started like a guilty thing Upon a fearful summons. I have heard, The cock, that is the trumpet to the morn, Doth with his lofty and shrill-sounding throat Awake the god of day; and at his warning, Whether in sea or fire, in earth or air, The extravagant and erring spirit hies.
To his confine and of the truth herein or the either du indly lay grave where Welly for This present object made probation. all spurt was sold to be in fase
Marcellus. It faded on the crowing of the cock. Some say that ever 'gainst that season comes Wherein our Saviour's birth is celebrated, The bird of dawning singeth all night long; And then, they say, no spirit can walk abroad, The nights are wholesome, then no planets strike, ano fairy takes, nor witch hath power to charm, "So hallow'd and so gracious is the time.
Horatio. So have I heard and do in part believe it. But, look, the morn, in russet mantle clad, Walks o'er the dew of yon high eastern hill. Break we our watch up; and, by my advice, Let us impart what we have seen to-night Unto young Hamlet; for, upon my life, This spirit, dumb to us, will speak to him. Do you consent we shall acquaint him with it, As needful in our loves, fitting our duty?
Marcellus. Let's do 't, I pray ; and I this morning know Where we shall find him most conveniently.
SCENE II. A Room of State in the Castle.
Enter the KING, QUEEN, HAMLET, POLONIUS, LAERTES, VOL TIMAND, CORNELIUS, Lords, and Attendants.
King. Though yet of Hamlet our dear brother's death The memory be green, and that it us befitted
To bear our hearts in grief, and our whole kingdom To be contracted in one brow of woe,
Yet so far hath discretion fought with nature That we with wisest sorrow think on him, Together with remembrance of ourselves. Therefore our sometime sister, now our queen, The imperial jointress of this warlike state,
Have we, as 't were with a defeated joy,— With one auspicious and one dropping eye, With mirth in funeral and with dirge in marriage, In equal scale weighing delight and dole,— Included Taken to wife; nor have we herein barr'd
Your better wisdoms, which have freely gone. With this affair along. For all, our thanks. Now follows, that you know, young Fortinbras, pina Holding a weak supposal of our worth,
Or thinking by our late dear brother's death Our state to be disjoint and out of frame, Colleagued with the dream of his advantage, He hath not fail'd to pester us with message, Importing the surrender of those lands Lost by his father, with all bonds of law,
To our most valiant brother. So much for him. Now for ourself, and for this time of meeting Thus much the business is: we have here writ To Norway, uncle of young Fortinbras,- Who, impotent and bed-rid, scarcely hears. Of this his nephew's purpose,--to suppress His further gait herein; in that the levies, , The lists, and full proportions, are all made Out of his subject; and we here dispatch You, good Cornelius, and you, Voltimand, For bearers of this greeting to old Norway, Giving to you no further personal power To business with the king more than the scope Of these dilated articles allow. Farewell, and let your haste commend your duty. seus f
three whits wan was the same thing.
In that and all things will we show our duty.
King. We doubt it nothing; heartily farewell.
[Exeunt Voltimand and Cornelius. And now, Laertes, what 's the news with you?
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