Within his truncheon's length; whilst they, distill'd Stand dumb, and speak not to him. This to me And I with them the third night kept the watch: Hamlet. But where was this? 210 Marcellus. My lord, upon the platform where we watch'd. Hamlet. Did you not speak to it? Horatio. My lord, I did; But answer made it none: yet once methought Itself to motion, like as it would speak; But even then the morning cock crew loud, Hamlet. "T is very strange. Horatio. As I do live, my honour'd lord, 't is true; And we did think it writ down in our duty To let you know of it. Hamlet. Indeed, indeed, sirs, but this troubles me. Hold you the watch to night? Hamlet. Then saw you not his face? Horatio. O, yes, my lord; he wore his beaver up. 220 230 Hamlet. What, look'd he frowningly? Horatio. A countenance more in sorrow than in anger. Horatio. It would have much amaz'd you. Stay'd it long? Horatio. While one with moderate haste might tell a 241 Horatio. It was, as I have seen it in his life, Hamlet. If it assume my noble father's person, All. Our duty to your honour. 250 [Exeunt all but Hamlet. My father's spirit in arms! all is not well; I doubt some foul play: would the night were come! Till then sit still, my soul; foul deeds will rise, Though all the earth o'erwhelm them, to men's eyes. [Exit. SCENE III. A Room in Polonius's House. Enter LAERTES and OPHELIA. Laertes. My necessaries are embark'd; farewell: And, sister, as the winds give benefit And convoy is assistant, do not sleep, But let me hear from you. Ophelia. Do you doubt that? Laertes. For Hamlet and the trifling of his favour, A violet in the youth of primy nature, Ophelia. No more but so? Think it no more; For nature crescent does not grow alone Whereof he is the head. Then if he says he loves you, As he in his particular act and place May give his saying deed; which is no further Or lose your heart, or your chaste treasure open Fear it, Ophelia, fear it, my dear sister, Ophelia. I shall the effect of this good lesson keep, Do not, as some ungracious pastors do, Show me the steep and thorny way to heaven, Laertes. O, fear me not. I stay too long; but here my father comes. Enter POLONIUS. A double blessing is a double grace; Occasion smiles upon a second leave. Polonius. Yet here, Laertes! aboard, aboard, for shame! The wind sits in the shoulder of your sail, And you are stay'd for. There; my blessing with thee! See thou character. Give thy thoughts no tongue, Be thou familiar, but by no means vulgar. Take each man's censure, but reserve thy judgment. But not express'd in fancy; rich, not gaudy; For the apparel oft proclaims the man, And they in France of the best rank and station Farewell; my blessing season this in thee! Laertes. Most humbly do I take my leave, my lord. Polonius. The time invites you; go, your servants tend. Laertes. Farewell, Ophelia ; and remember well What I have said to you. Ophelia. And you yourself shall keep the key of it. Laertes. Farewell. (10 70 80 'T is in my memory lock'd, [Exit. Polonius. What is 't, Ophelia, he hath said to you? Ophelia. So please you, something touching the Lord Hamlet. Polonius. Marry, well bethought: 'T is told me, he hath very oft of late 90 |