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It is; Adieu, adieu, remember me.
I've fworn it-


Enter Horatio and Marcellus.

Hor. My Lord, my Lord,
Mar. Lord Hamlet,-
Hor. Heav'n fecure him!
Mar. So be it.

Hor. Illo, ho, ho, my


Ham. Hillo, ho, ho, boy. (5) Come, bird, come.
Mar. How is't, my noble Lord?
Hor. What news, my Lord?
Ham. Oh, wonderful!

Hor. Good, my Lord, tell it.
Ham. No, you'll reveal it.

Hor. Not I, my Lord, by heav'n.

Mar. Nor I, my Lord.

Ham. How fay you then, would heart of man once think it?

But you'll be fecret

Both. Ay, by heav'n, my Lord.

Ham. There's ne'er a villain, dwelling in all Denmark,

But he's an errant knave.

Hor. There needs no Ghoft, my Lord, come from the Grave

To tell us this.

Ham. Why right, you are i' th' right; And fo without more circumftance at all,


I hold it fit that we thake hands, and part;

You, as your bufinefs and defires fhall point you;
For every man has business and defire,

Such as it is; and, for my own poor part,
I will go pray.

Hor. Thefe are but wild and whirling words, my

Ham. I'm forry they offend you, heartily; Yes, heartily.


Come, bird, come.] This is the call which falconers ufe to their hawk in the air when they would have him come down ito them.

Oxford Editor.


Hor. There's no offence, my Lord. Ham. Yes, (6) by St. Patrick, but there is, my Lord, And much offence too. Touching this vifion here, It is an honeft Ghost, that let me tell you : defire to know what is between us,

For your
O'er-mafter it as you may. And now, good friends,
As you are friends, fcholars, and foldiers,
Give me one poor request.

Hor. What is't, my Lord ?

Ham. Never make known what you have feen to


Both. My Lord, we will not.
Ham. Nay, but swear't.
Her. In faith, my Lord, not I.
Mar. Nor I, my Lord, in faith.
Ham. Upon my fword.

Mar. We have fworn, my Lord, already.
Ham. Indeed, upon my fword, indeed.
Ghost. Swear.

[Gboft cries under the Stage.

Ham. Ah ha, boy, fay'st thou so art thou there,


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Come on, you hear this fellow in the cellarage.
Confent to swear.

Hor. Propofe the oath, my Lord.

Ham. Never to fpeak of this that you have seen, (7) Swear by my fword. Ghost. Swear.

(6) By St. Patrick, ] How the poet comes to make Ham. However at this time all let fwear by St. Patrick, I know not. the whole porthern world had their learning from Ireland; to which place it had retired, and there flourished under the auspices of this Saint. But it was, I fuppofe, only faid at random; for he WARBURTON. makes Hamlet a student of Wittenberg.


(7) Swear by my favord.] Here the poet has preferved the manners of the ancient Danes with whom it was religion to fwear upon their swords. See Bartholine, De caufis contemp. mort, apud WARBURTON. Dan.

I was once inclinable to this opinion, which is likewife well defended by Mr. Upton, but Mr. Garrick produced me a passage, I think, in Brantôme, from which it appeared, that it was common to fwear upon the fword, that is, upon the cross which the old fwords always had upon the hilt,,


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Ham. Hic & ubique ? then we'll fhift our ground. Come hither, gentlemen,

And lay your hands again upon my sword.
Never to speak of this which you have heard,
Swear by my fword.

Groft. Swear by his fword.

Ham. Well faid, old nole, can't work i'th' ground. fo faft!

A worthy pioneer! Once more remove, good friends. Hor. Oh day and night but this is wondrous ftrange.

Ham. (8) And therefore as a stranger give it welcome.
There are more things in heav'n and earth, Horatio,
Than are dreamt of in your philofophy. But come,
Here, as before, never, (fo help you mercy!)
How strange or odd foe'er I bear myself,
As I perchance, hereafter shall think_meet
To put an antick difpofition on,

That you, at fuch time feeing me, never fhall,
With arms incumbred thus, or this head-fhake,
Or by pronouncing of fome doubtful phrase,
As, well- we know

or, we could, and if we

-or, there be, and if there


Or, if we lift to speak-
Or fuch ambiguous givings out, denote
That you know aught of me; This do ye fwear,
So grace and mercy at your most need help you!

Ghost. Swear.

Ham. Reft, reft, perturbed Spirit. So, Gentle



With all my love do I commend me to you;
And what fo poor a man as Hamlet is
May do t'exprefs his love and friending to you,
God willing fhall not lack. Let us go in together,
And ftill your fingers on your lips, I pray.

(8) And therefore as a stranger give it welcome.]. e. receive it to your feif; take it under your own roof: As much as to fay, Kep it fecret. Alluding to the laws of hofpitality.



The Time is out of joint; oh, curfed fpight!
That I ever I was born to fet it right.
Nay, come, let's go together.




An Apartment in Polonius's Houfe.

Enter Polonius and Reynoldo..



IVE him this money, and these notes, Reynoldo.
Rey. I will, my Lord.

Pol. You fhall do marvellous wifely, good Reynoldo Before you vifit him, to make inquiry:

Of his behaviour.

Rey. My Lord, I did intend it.

Pul. Marty, well faid; very well faid. Look you' Sir,

Enquire me firft what Danskers are in Paris;

And how; and who; what means; and where they .keep;

What company; at what expence; and finding,
By this encompaffment and drift of queftion,.
That they do know my fon, come you more near;
Then your particular demands will touch it.
Take you, as 'twere fome diftant knowledge of him.
As thus. I know his father and his friends,


And in part him--Do you mark this, Reynoldo ?

Rey. Ay, very well, my Lord.

Pol. And in part him-but you may fay-not well;= But if't be he, I mean, he's very wild; Addicted fo and fo-and there put on him



What forgeries you pleafe; marry, none fo rank,
As difhonour him; take heed of that;
But, Sir, fuch wanton, wild, and ufual flips, -
As are companions noted and most known
To youth and liberty.


Rey. As gaming, my Lord

Pol. Ay, or (9) drinking, fencing, fwearing, Quarrelling, drabbing-You may go fo far. Rey. My Lord, that would dishonour him. Pol, 'Faith no, as you may feafon it in the Charge; You must not put (1) an utter fcandal on him, That he is open to incontinency,

That's not my meaning; but breathe his faults fo quaintly,

That they may seem the taints of liberty;
The flash and out-break of a fiery mind,
(2) A favagenefs in unreclaimed blood
(3) Of general affault.

Rey. But, my good Lord

Pol. Wherefore fhould you do this?
Rey. Ay, my Lord, I would know that.
Pol. Marry, Sir, here's my drift ;
And I believe it is a fetch of wit.
You, laying thefe flight fullies on my fon,
As 'twete a thing a little foil'd i' th' working,
Mark you, your party in converfe, he you'ld found,
Having ever feen in the prenominate crimes,
The youth you breathe of, guilty, be affur'd,
He clofes with you in this confequence;
(4) Good Sir, or fo, or Friend, or Gentleman,


(9) drinking [fencing,] fwearing,] Fencing, dh interpolation, WARBURTON.

fuppofe, by fencing is meant a too diligent frequentation of the fencing-fchool, a refort of violent and lawless young men.

(1). ·an utter. -] In former editions, another. The emendation is Theobald's.

(2) A favagenefs] Savageness, for wildaefs.

(3) Of general affault.]



i. e. fuch as youth in general is liable WARBURTON

(4) Good fir, or so, or friend, &c.] We should read, Or SIRE, i. e. father.


I know not that fire was ever a general word of compliment as diftin&t from fir; nor do I conceive why any alteration should be made. It is a common mode of colloquial language to use, or fo, as a flight intimation of more of the fame, or a like kind, that might be mentioned. We might read,

Good Sir, Forfeoth, or Friend, or Gentleman.

For footb,

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