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Have of your audience been most free and bounteous;
If it be so-as so 't is put on me, as so it is toka ws.
And that in way of caution-I must tell you,
You do not understand yourself so clearly
As it behoves my daughter and your honour.
What is between you? give me up the truth.

Ophelia. He hath, my lord, of late made many tenders offers
Of his affection to me.

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Polonius. Affection! pooh! you speak like a green girl,
Unsifted in such perilous circumstance. untried, ig

Do you believe his tenders, as you call them?
Ophelia. I do not know, my lord, what I should think.
Polonius. Marry, I'll teach you; think yourself a baby,
That you have ta'en these tenders for true pay,
Which are not sterling. Tender yourself more dearly,
Or-not to crack the wind of the poor phrase, break, a
Running it thus-you'll tender me a fool. fer

Ophelia. My lord, he hath importun'd me with love In honourable fashion.

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Polonius. Ay, fashion you may call it; go to, go to.
Ophelia. And hath given countenance to his speech, my
Credetibity, sufferit. "The

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When the blood burns, how prodigal the soul

Lends the tongue vows; these blazes, daughter,
Giving more light than heat, extinct in both,
Even in their promise, as it is a-making,
You must not take for fire. From this time
Be somewhat scanter of your maiden presence;
Set your entreatments at a higher rate
Than a command to parley. For Lord
Believe so much in him, that he is young,
And with a larger tether may he walk

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Than may be given you: in few, Ophelia,
Do not believe his vows; for they are brokers,
Not of that dye which their investments show,
But mere implorators of unholy suits,
Breathing like sanctified and pious bawds,
The better to beguile. This is for all;

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I would not, in plain terms, from this time forth,
Have you so slander any moment's leisure, chag race, misuse.
As to give words or talk with the Lord Hamlet."
Look to 't, I charge you; come your ways. a
Ophelia. I shall obey, my lord.

SCENE IV. The Platform.

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Enter HAMLET, HORATIO, and MARCELLUS.
Hamlet. The air bites shrewdly; it is very cold.
Horatio. It is a nipping and an eager air.

Hamlet. What hour now?

Horatio.

Hamlet. No, it is struck.

I think it lacks of twelve.

Horatio. Indeed? I heard it not: it then draws near the

season

Wherein the spirit held his wont to walk.

[A flourish of trumpets and ordnance shot off within. What does this mean, my lord?

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Hamlet. The king doth wake to-night and takes his
rouse, bumper. "And the king's round el.
Keeps wassail, and the swaggering upspring reels; start.
And as he drains his draughts of Rhenish down,
The kettle-drum and trumpet thus bray out
The triumph of his pledge.

Horatio.

Hamlet. Ay, marry is 't;

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Is it a custom?

But to my mind, though I am native here
And to the manner born, it is a custom

walleriing another glass.

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More honour'd in the breach than the observance.

This heavy-headed revel east and west the revê which makes us

heavy stewdered

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Makes us traduc'd and tax'd of other nations :
They clepe us drunkards, and with swinish phrase
Soil our addition; and indeed it takes

From our achievements, though perform'd at height, the uthust.
The pith and marrow of our attribute. just tubule-

So, oft it chances in particular men,

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That for some vicious mole of nature in them, As, in their birth-wherein they are not guilty, Since nature cannot choose his origin― By the o'ergrowth of some complexion, the total make up f Oft breaking down the pales and forts of reason; free humords, woord, •Redbe, pen or Or by some habit that too much o'er-leavens while bile, plausible The form of plausive manners, that these men, bike 30 ruslanchery, Carrying, I say, the stamp of one defect, Being nature's livery, or fortune's star,— Their virtues else-be they as pure as grace, As infinite as man may undergoJun Shall in the general censure take corruption трима From that particular fault: the dram of eale Doth all the noble substance of a doubt To his own scandal.

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Look, my lord, it comes!

Enter GHOST.

Hamlet. Angels and ministers of grace defend us !—
Be thou a spirit of health or goblin damn'd,

a healed, whole sunt

'Bring with thee airs from heaven or blasts from hell,
Be thy intents wicked or charitable,

Thou contest in such a questionable shape writing question

That I will speak to thee: I'll call thee Hamlet,
King, father; royal Dane, O, answer me!
Let me not burst in ignorance; but tell
Why thy canoniz'd bones, hearsed in death,

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Have burst their cerements; why the sepulchre, cents.
Wherein we saw thee quietly inurn'd,

waved him serving as A themed for dead bodies.

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Hath op'd his ponderous and marble jaws,
To cast thee up again. What may this mean,
That thou, dead corse, again in complete steel complete presides a
Revisit'st thus the glimpses of the moon,
Making night hideous; and we fools of nature sure does as de
will with us.

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With thoughts beyond the reaches of our soul's?lity in general (Ech
Say, why is this? wherefore? what should we do?

[Ghost beckons Hamlet

Horatio. It beckons you to go away with it,

As if it some impartment did desire

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Marcellus. Look, with what courteous action
It waves you to a more removed ground:

But do not go with it.

Horatio.

No, by no means.

Hamlet. It will not speak; then I will follow it.
Horatio. Do not, my lord.

Hamlet.

Why, what should be the fear?

I do not set my life at a pin's fee; value
And for my soul, what can it do to that,
Being a thing immortal as itself?

It waves me forth again; I'll follow it.

Horatio. What if it tempt you toward the flood, my lord,

Or to the dreadful summit of the cliff

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That beetles o'er his base into the sea,
And there assume some other horrible form,
Which might deprive your sovereignty of reason
And draw you into madness? think of it;
The very place puts toys of desperation,
Without more motive, into every brain
That looks so many fathoms to the sea
And hears it roar beneath.

My fate cries out,
Sinew

And makes each petty artery in this body
As hardy as the Nemean lion's nerve.
Still am I call'd.-Unhand me, gentlemen.
By heaven, I'll make a ghost of him that lets me!
I say, away!-Go on; I'll follow thee.

[Exeunt Ghost and Hamlet.

Horatio. He waxes desperate with imagination. Conception, idea, they Marcellus. Let's follow; 't is not fit thus to obey him. (Sell "how

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Horatio. Have after.-To what issue will this come?
Marcellus. Something is rotten in the state of Denmark.
Horatio. Heaven will direct it. ratio would seely have saide
Marcellus.
Nay, let's follow him. [Exeunt.

SCENE V. Another Part of the Platform.

Enter GHOST and HAMLET.

Hamlet. Where wilt thou lead me? speak; I'll go no

further.

Ghost. Mark me.

this

Ghost. Pity me not, but lend thy serious hearing

To what I shall unfold.

Hamlet.

Speak; I am bound to hear.

Ghost. So art thou to revenge, when thou shalt hear.

Hamlet. What?