It shows a will most incorrect to heaven; As of a father: for let the world take note, Than that which dearest father bears his son, Hamlet: Queen. Let not thy mother lose her prayers, [Exeunt all except Hamiet Ham. O, that this too-too solid flesh would melt, Thaw, and resolve itself into a dew! Or that the Everlasting had not fix'd His canon 'gainst self-slaughter! O God! O God! Seem to me all the uses of this world! Fie on't! O, fie! 'tis an unweeded garden, That grows to seed; things rank and gross in nature Possess it merely. That it should come to this! But two months dead! nay, not so much, not two: So excellent a king; that was, to this, Hyperion to a satyr: so loving to my mother, By what it fed on: and yet, within a month, - -- O God! a beast, that wants discourse of reason, Ere yet the salt of most unrighteous tears But break, my heart, for I must hold my tongue! Enter HORATIO, MARCELLUS, and BERNARDO. Hor. Hail to your lordship! Ham. Horatio, - or I do forget myself. I'm glad to see you well: Hor. The same, my lord, and your poor servant ever Flam. Sir, my good friend; I'll change that name with you: And what make you from Wittenberg, Horatio? - Mar. My good lord, - Ham. I'm very glad to see you. Good even, sir. We'll teach you to drink deep ere you depart. Hor. My lord, I came to see your father's funeral. I think it was to see my mother's wedding. Hor. Indeed, my lord, it follow'd hard upon. Ham. Thrift, thrift, Horatio! the funeral bak'd meats Did coldly furnish forth the marriage tables. Would I had met my dearest foe in heaven Or ever I had seen that day, Horatio! My father, methinks I see my father. Ham. In my mind's eye, Hor. I saw him once; he was a goodly king. Ham. He was a man, take him for all in all, I shall not look upon his like again. Hor. My lord, I think I saw him yesternight. Hor. My lord, the king your father. Ham. Horatio. The king my father! Hor. Season your admiration for a while With an attent ear; till I may deliver, Upon the witness of these gentlemen, This marvel to you. Ham. For God's love, let me hear. Hor. Two nights together had these gentlemen, Marcellus and Bernardo, on their watch, In the dead vast and middle of the night, Appears before them, and with solemn march eyes, 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: Form of the thing, each word made true and good, These hands are not more like. But where was this? Ham. Hor. Itself to motion, like as it would speak: But even then the morning cock crew loud; Ham. "Tis very strange. Hor. As I do live, my honour'd lord, 'tis true And we did think it writ down in our duty To let you know of it. Ham. Indeed, indeed, sirs. but this troubles me. Hold you the watch to-night? Mar. Ber. Ham. Arm'd, say you? Mar. Ber. We do, my lord. My lord, from head to foot. Ham. Then saw you not his face? And what make you from Wittenberg, Horatio? - Mar. My good lord, Good even, sir. Ham. I'm very glad to see you. We'll teach you to drink deep ere you depart. Hor. My lord, I came to see your father's funeral. fellow-student; I think it was to see my mother's wedding. Hor. Indeed, my lord, it follow'd hard upon. Ham. Thrift, thrift, Horatio! the funeral bak'd meats Did coldly furnish forth the marriage tables. Would I had met my dearest foe in heaven Or ever I had seen that day, Horatio! My father, - methinks I see my father. Hor. O, where, my lord? I shall not look upon his like again. Hor. My lord, I think I saw him yesternight. Hor. My lord, the king your father. Ham. Horatio. The king my father! Hor. Season your admiration for a while With an attent ear; till I may deliver, Upon the witness of these gentlemen, This marvel to you. Ham. For God's love, let me hear. Hor. Two nights together had these gentlemen, Marcellus and Bernardo, on their watch, |