Ber. In the same figure, like the king that's dead, Mar. Question it, Horatio. Hor. What art thou, that usurp'st this time of night, In which the majesty of buried Denmark 41 Did sometimes march? by heaven I charge thee, speak! Mar. It is offended. Ber. See, it stalks away! 50 [Exit Ghost. Hor. Stay! speak, speak! I charge thee, speak! Mar. 'Tis gone, and will not answer. Ber. How now, Horatio! you tremble and look pale: What think you on 't? Hor. Before my God, I might not this believe Mar. Of mine own eyes. Is it not like the king? Hor. As thou art to thyself: Such was the very armour he had on When he the ambitious Norway combated; Mar. Thus twice before, and jump at this dead hour, 6c ་ This bodes some strange eruption to our state. Mar. Good now, sit down, and tell me, he that knows, Why this same strict and most observant watch 71 So nightly toils the subject of the land, Hor. And why such daily cast of brazen cannon, Why such impress of shipwrights, whose sore task 80 That can I; For so this side of our known world esteem'd him- Did forfeit, with his life, all those his lands Was gaged by our king; which had return'd Had he been vanquisher; as, by the same covenant His fell to Hamlet. Now, sir, 'young Fortinbras, Hath in the skirts of Norway here and there Shark'd up a list of lawless resolutes, For food and diet, to some enterprise 90 That hath a stomach in 't: which is no other— 100 As it doth well appear unto our state But to recover of us, by strong hand And terms compulsatory, those foresaid lands Is the main motive of our preparations, The source of this our watch and the chief head Ber. I think it be no other but e'en so: Well may it sort, that this portentous figure it is to trouble the mind's eye. In the most high and palmy state of Rome, The graves stood tenantless, and the sheeted dead III moon As stars with trains of fire and dews of blood, Re-enter Ghost. But soft, behold! lo, where it comes again! 120 Speak to me: If there be any good thing to be done, If thou art privy to thy country's fate, Or if thou hast uphoarded in thy life Extorted treasure in the womb of earth, 130 For which, they say, you spirits oft walk in death, it, Marcellus. Mar. Shall I strike at it with my partisan? pike 140 'Tis here! Mar. 'Tis gone! [Exit Ghost. "We do it wrong, being so majestical, For it is, as the air, invulnerable, And our vain blows malicious mockery. Ber. It was about to speak, when the cock crew. Upon a fearful summons. I have heard, 150 Some say that ever 'gainst that season comes Wherein our Saviour's birth is celebrated, The bird of dawning singeth all night long: And then, they say, no spirit dare stir abroad, The nights are wholesome, then no planets strike, No fairy takes nor witch hath power to charm, So hallow'd and so gracious is the time.<< Hor. So have I heard and do in part believe it. But look, the morn, în russet mantle clad, Walks o'er the dew of yon high eastward hill: Break we our watch up; and by my advice, Let us impart what we have seen to-night Unto young Hamlet; for, upon my life, This spirit, dumb to us, will speak to him: Do you consent we shall acquaint him with it, As needful in our loves, fitting our duty? Mar. Let's do 't, I pray; and I this morning know Where we shall find him most conveniently. 160 170 [Exeunt. Scene II. A room of state in the castle. Flourish. Enter the King, Queen, Hamlet, Polonius, King. Though yet of Hamlet our dear brother's death Yet so far hath discretion fought with nature |