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Never to speak of this that you have heard.

Swear by my sword.

Ghost. [Beneath] Swear.

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Hamlet. Well said, old mole! canst work i' the earth so

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A worthy pioner!-Once more remove, good friends.
Horatio. O day and night, but this is wondrous strange! ter

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estion There are more things in heaven and earth, Horatio, Than are dreamt of in your philosophy.

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But come;

Here, as before, never, so help you mercy,
How strange or odd soe'er I bear myself,—
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That you, at such times seeing me, never shall,

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With arms encumber'd thus, or this head-shake, folded in a significant
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

profession, intionation.

That you know aught of me: this not to do, grust So grace and mercy at your most need help you,

Swear.

Ghost. [Beneath] Swear.

Hamlet. Rest, rest, perturbed spirit !-So, gentlemen,
With all my love I do commend me to you;

And what so poor a man as Hamlet is

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May do, to express his love and friending to you, frendliness

be wasting God willing, shall not lack. Let us go in together;
And still your fingers on your lips, I pray.

The time is out of joint ;-O cursed spite,
That ever I was born to set it right !—
Nay, come, let's go together.

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Enter POLONIUS and REYNALDO.

Polonius. Give him this money and these notes, Reynaldo.

Reynaldo. I will, my lord.

Not a fire fature Polonius. You shall do marvellous wisely, good Reynaldo,

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Before you visit him, to make inquire

Of his behaviour.

Reynaldo.

My lord, I did intend it.

Polonius. Marry, well said, very well said.

sir,

Inquire me first what Danskers are in Paris,

Look you,

And how, and who; what means, and where they keep; duell
What company, at what expense; and finding

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ACT II. SCENE I. and riverilous conse

By this encompassment and drift of question

That they do know my son, come you more nearer
Than your particular demands will touch it:

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Take you, as 't were, some distant knowledge of him, than of particular
As thus, 'I know his father and his friends,

And in part him,'—do you mark this, Reynaldo?

Reynaldo. Ay, very well, my lord.

Polonius. And in part him; but' you may say 'not well;
But, if 't be he I mean, he 's very wild,

Addicted' so and so: and there put on him

What forgeries you please; marry, none so rank
As may dishonour him; take heed of that;
Wees But, sir, such wanton, wild, and usual slips
As are companions noted and most known
To youth and liberty.

Reynaldo.

As gaming, my lord.

Polonius. Ay, or drinking, fencing, swearing, quarrelling,
Drabbing; you may go so far.

Reynaldo. My lord, that would dishonour him.

Polonius. Faith, no; as you may season it in the charge. 1 deeper scandal You must not put another scandal on him,

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That he is open to incontinency;
That's not my meaning: but breathe his
That they may seem the taints of liberty,
The flash and outbreak of a fiery mind,
A savageness in unreclaimed blood,
Of general assault.
Reynaldo.

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And, I believe, it is a fetch of warrant.
You laying these slight sullies on my son,
As 't were a thing a little soil'd i' the working,

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Mark you,

Your party in converse, him you would sound
Having ever seen in the prenominate crimes
The youth you breathe of guilty, be assur'd
He closes with you in this consequence :
'Good sir,' or so, or 'friend,' or 'gentleman,'
According to the phrase or the addition
Of man and country.

Reynaldo.

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Polonius. And then, sir, does he this-he does-what was I about to say? By the mass, I was about to say something; where did I leave?

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Reynaldo. At 'closes in the consequence,' at 'friend or so,'
and gentleman.'

Polonius. At 'closes in the consequence,' ay, marry ;
He closes thus: 'I know the gentleman;

I saw him yesterday, or 't other day,

Or then, or then, with such, or such, and, as you say,
There was he gaming, there o'ertook in 's rouse,
There falling out at tennis;' or perchance,

'I saw him enter such a house of sale,'
Videlicet, a brothel, or so forth.

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Shall you my son. You have me, have you not?
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Polonius. Farewell!

Enter OPHELIA.

Well, my lord.
[Exit Reynaldo.

How now, Ophelia! what's the matter?

Ophelia. O, my lord, my lord, I have been so affrighted!

Polonius. With what, i' the name of God?

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As if he had been loosed out of hell

To speak of horrors,―he comes before me.
Polonius. Mad for thy love?

Ophelia.

But truly, I do fear it.

Polonius.

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My lord, I do not know;

What said he?

Ophelia. He took me by the wrist and held me hard;
Then goes he to the length of all his arm,

And, with his other hand thus o'er his brow,

He falls to such perusal of my face

Peruse the foil" As he would draw it. Long stay'd he so;

At last, a little shaking of mine arm,

body.

And thrice his head thus waving up and down,
He rais'd a sigh so piteous and profound
As it did seem to shatter all his bulk
And end his being: that done, he lets me go;
And, with his head over his shoulder turn'd,
He seem'd to find his way without his eyes;
For out o' doors he went without their help,
And, to the last, bended their light on me.
Polonius. Come, go with me;
This is the very ecstasy of love,
I this justies afferred as
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