Lords, Ladies, Officers, Soldiers, Sailors, Messengers, and other Attendants Bernardo [SCENE: ELSInore, Denmark] ACT I SCENE I. [Elsinore. A platform before the castle] FRANCISCO [at his post. Enter to him] BERNARDO THO's there? WH 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. And I am sick at heart. 93 Ber. Have you had quiet guard? Fran. Ber. Well, good-night. If you do meet Horatio and Marcellus, Not a mouse stirring. The rivals' of my watch, bid them make haste. Enter HORATIO and MARCELLUS Fran. I think I hear them. Stand, ho! Who's there? Hor. Friends to this ground. Fran. Give you good-night. Who hath reliev'd you? Fran. And liegemen to the Dane. O, farewell, honest soldier. Bernardo has my place. Ber. Welcome, Horatio; welcome, good Marcellus. 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, And let us once again assail your ears, Hor. Sit down a while, Well, sit we down, And let us hear Bernardo speak of this. 1 Partners. Ber. Last night of all, When yond same star that's westward from the pole The bell then beating one, Enter Ghost Mar. Peace, break thee off! Look, where it comes again! Ber. Looks it not like the King? Mark it, Horatio. Mar. Question it, Horatio. Hor. 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! Hor. Stay! speak, speak! I charge thee, speak! Mar. 'Tis gone, and will not answer. Ber. How now, Horatio! you tremble and look pale. Is not this something more than fantasy? What think you on 't? Hor. Before my God, I might not this believe Without the sensible' and true avouch3 Of mine own eyes. Mar. Is it not like the King? Hor. As thou art to thyself. Such was the very armour he had on 'Tis strange. 2 Appealing to the senses. 3 Evidence. Exit Ghost. Mar. Thus twice before, and jump at this dead hour, With martial stalk hath he gone by our watch. Hor. In what particular thought to work I know not; But, in the gross and scopes of my opinion, This bodes some strange eruption to our state. Mar. Good now, sit down, and tell me, he that knows, That can I; Hor. Did forfeit, with his life, all those his lands To the inheritance of Fortinbras, 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 landless resolutes, 4 Precisely. 5 General view. 7 Pledged. 8 Tenor of the agreement. 9 Gathered in. For food and diet, to some enterprise That hath a stomach10 in 't; which is no other- 13 Well may it sort13 that this portentous figure The graves stood tenantless and the sheeted dead As stars with trains of fire and dews of blood, Re-enter Ghost But soft, behold! Lo, where it comes again! Speak to me; If there be any good thing to be done That may to thee do ease and grace to me, 10 Relish. 11 Compulsory. 12 Turmoil. 13 Agree. 14 Fore-runners. 15 Regions. |