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Cut off even in the blossoms of my sin,
else? And shall I couple hell ?-0 fye!-Hold, hold
my heart !
memory holds a seat
Hor. (Within.] My lord, my lord,
Heaven secure bim !
So be it!
Enter HORATIO and MARCELLUS.
What news, my lord ?
Good my lord, tell it.
Hor. Not I, my lord, by heaven.
Nor I, my lord. Ham. How say you then; would heart of man
once think it? But you'll be secret,Hor. Mar.
Ay, by heaven, my lord. Ham. There's ne'er a villain, dwelling in all
Denmark, But he's an arrant knave. Hor. There needs no ghost, my lord, come
from the grave, To tell us this.
Ham. Why, right; you are in the right;
I will go pray.
yes, 'Faith, heartily. Hor.
There's no offence, my lord. Ham. Yes, by Saint Patrick, but there is,
Horatio, And much offence too. Touching this vision
here,It is an honest ghost, that let me tell you: For your desire to know what is between us, O'ermaster it as you may.
And now, good friends, As you are friends, scholars, and soldiers, Give me one poor request. Hor.
What is 't, my lord ? We will.
Ham. Never make known what you bave seen
Nay, but swear't.
Nor 1, my lord, in faith. Ham. Upon my sword. Mar. We have sworn, my lord, already. Ham. Indeed, upon my sword, indeed. Ghost. [Beneath.] Swear. Ham. Ha, ha, böy! say'st thou so ? art thou
there, true-penny? Come on,-you hear this fellow in the cellar
age, Consent to swear. Hor.
Propose the oath, my lord. Ham. Never to speak of this that you have
Ghost. [Beneath.) Swear.
Ghost. (Beneath.] Swear by his sword.
earth so fast? A worthy pioneer !-Once more remove, good
friends, Hor. O day and night, but this is wondrous
strange! Ham. And therefore as a stranger give it
welcome. There are more things in heaven and earth,
Horatio, Than are dreamt of in your philosophy. But come; Here, as before, never, so help you mercy! How strange or odd soe'er I bear myself, As I, perchance, hereafter shall think meet To put an antick disposition on,That you, at such times seeing me, never shall, With arms encumber'd thus, or this head-shake,
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 That you know aught of me:-This not to do,
swear; So grace and mercy at your most need help you!
Ghost. (Beneath.] Swear.
Enter POLONIUS and REYNALDO.
My lord, I did intend it. Pol. Marry, well said: very well said. Look
you, sir, Inquire me first what Danskers are in Paris; And how, and who, what means, and where
they keep, What company, at what expense; and finding, By this encompassment and drift of question, That they do know my son, come you more Than your particular demands will touch it:
Take you, as 'twere, some distant knowledge
of him ; As thus,-- 1 know his father, and his friends, And, in part, him ;-Do you mark this, Reynaldo?
Rey. Ay, very well, my lord.
As, gaming, my lord. Pol. Ay, or drinking, fencing, swearing, quar
relling, Drabbing :-You may go so far. Rey. My lord, that would dishonour him. Pol. 'Faith, no; as you may season it in the
charge. You must not put another scandal on him, That he is open to incontinency; That's not my meaning: but breathe his faults
so quaintly, That they may seem the taints of liberty; The flash and outbreak of a fiery mind; A savageness in unreclaimed blood, of general assault. Rey.
But, my good lord, Poi. Wherefore should you do this? Rey.
Ay, my lord, I would know tbat. Pol.
Marry, sir, here's my drift; And, I believe, it is a fetch of warrant: You laying these slight sullies on my son, As 'twere a thing a little soil'd i'the working, Your party in converse, him yon 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,
Very good, my lord,
of man, and