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ACT I. SCENE I. Elsinore. A Platform before the Castle.

FRANCISCO at his post. Enter to him BERNARDO. Bernardo. Who's there? Francisco. Nay, answer me ; stand, and unfold yourself. Bernardo. Long live the king!

valent to fra Francisco. Bernardo?

Bernardo. He.
Francisco. You come most carefully upon your hour. fra Hels
Bernardo. ’T is now struck twelve ; get thee to bed, Fran www car

te pas, Francisco. For this relief much thanks; 't is bitter cold, muss: And I am sick at heart.

Bernardo. Have you had quiet guard ?

Not a mouse stirring. so
Bernardo. Well, good night.
If you do meet Horatio and Marcellus,
The rivals of my watch, bid them make haste.

Francisco. I think I hear them.-Stand, ho! Who is there?



Horatio. Friends to this ground.

And liegemen to the Dane. tay
Francisco. Give you good night. Ord pinne quae" te

O, farewell, honest soldier: Start
Who hath reliev'd you ?

Bernardo has my place.
Give you good night.


Holla! Bernardo!

What, is Horatio there?

A piece of him. Nouatio ina kule hou
Bernardo. Welcome, Horatio ; welcome, good Marcellus.
Marcellus. What, has this thing appear'd again to-night?
Bernardo. I have seen nothing.

- "Art How alive minit hunaquatione Marcellus. Horatio says 't is but our fantasy, Kautus Mat layo ndria

And will not let belief take hold of him
Touching this dreaded sight, twice seen of us; dreadful ra
Therefore I have entreated him along
With us to watch the minutes of this night,

That if again this apparition come,
prove, love - He may approve our eyes and speak to it.

Facetary : ( inagination, the lower of inozining

(2; mental image, concent
(3) love

wie "Suck autie, bihip, affertum

suby het of head,

Horatio. Tush, tush, 't will not appear.

Sit down awhile; 30
And let us once again assail your ears,
That are so fortified against our story,
What we two nights have seen.

Well, sit we down,
And let us hear Bernardo speak of this.

Bernardo. Last night of all,
When yond same star that 's westward from the pole the durala,
Had made his course to illume that part of heaven ennen the
Where now it burns, Marcellus and myself,
The bell then beating one,-

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Enter GHOST.
Marcellus. Peace, break thee off; look, where it comes

Bernardo. In the same figure, like the king that 's dead.
Marcellus. Thou art a scholar ; speak to it, Horatio.
Bernardo. Looks it not like the king ? mark it, Horatio.
Horatio. Most like ; it harrows me with fear and wonder.
Bernardo. It would be spoke to. Puhajo in neyin F'no to date

Question it, Horatio.
Horatio. What art thou that usurp'st this time of night,
· Together with that fair and warlike form
In which the majesty of buried Denmark
Did sometimes march? by heaven I charge thee, speak!

Marcellus. It is offended.

See, it stalks away! 50
Horatio. Stay! speak, speak! I charge thee, speak!

Exit Ghost.
Marcellus. 'T is gone, and will not answer.

Bernardo. How now, Horatio ! you tremble and look pale ;
Is not this something more than fantasy ?
What think you on 't?
Horatio. Before my God, I might not this believe meay, Cün,

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