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HAMLET

PRINCE OF DENMARK. PERSONS REPRESENTED.

CLAUDIUS, King of Denmark.
HAMLET, son to the late, and nephew to the present

King.
POLONIUS, Lord Chamberlain.
HORATIO, friend to Hamlet.
LAERTES, son to Polonius.
VOLTIMAND,
CORNELIUS,
ROSENCRANTZ, Courtiers.
GUILDENSTERN,
OSRIC,
A Gentleman.
A Priest.
MARCELLUS,
BERNARDO,
FRANCISCO, a Soldier.
REYNALDO, servant to Polonius.
Players.
Two Clowns, grave-diggers.
FORTINBRAS, Prince of Norway.
A Captain.
English Ambassadors.

} Officers.

GERTRUDE, Queen of Denmark, and mother to Hamlet. OPHELIA, daughter to Polonius.

Lords, Ladies, Officers, Soldiers, Sailors, Messengers,

and other Attendants.

Ghost of Hamlet's father.

SCENE,-ELSINORE.

HAMLET,

PRINCE OF DENMARK.

ACT I.

SCENE I.—Elsinore. A Platform before

the Castle.

FRANCISCO on guard. Enter to him BERNARDO.

Bernardo.
HO'S there?
Fran. Nay, answer me: stand, and

unfold yourself.
Ber. Long live the king !
Fran.

Bernardo?
Ber.

He. Fran. You come most carefully upon your

hour.
Ber. 'Tis now struck twelve; get thee to bed,

Francisco.
Fran. For this relief, much thanks : ’tis bitter

cold,
And I am sick at heart.

Ber. Have you had quiet guard ?
Fran.

Not a mouse stirring.
Ber. Well, good night.

:

Ber.

If you do meet Horatio and Marcellus,
The rivals of my watch, bid them make haste.

Enter HORATIO and MARCELLUS.
Fran. I think I hear them.-Stand! who's

there? Hor. Friends to this ground. Mar.

And liegemen to the Dane. Fran. Give you good night. Mar.

O, farewell, honest soldier : Who hath relieved you? Fran.

Bernardo hath my place. Give you good night.

[Exit. Mar. Holla! Bernardo !

Say. What, is Horatio there? Hor.

A piece of him. Ber. Welcome, Horatio ; welcome, good

Marcellus. Mar. What, has this thing appear'd again to

night? Ber. I have seen nothing.

Mar. Horatio says, 'tis but our fantasy ;
And will not let belief take hold of him,
Touching this dreaded sight, twice seen of us :
Therefore I have entreated him along
With us to watch the minutes of this night;
That, if again this apparition come,
He may approve our eyes, and speak to it.

Hor. Tush ! tush ! 'twill not appear.
Ber.

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

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