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

mark, 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; And so, without more circumstance at all, I hold it fit, that we shake hands, and part: You, as your business, and desire, shall point you ;For every man hath business, and desire, Such as it is,-and, for my own poor part, Look you, I will go pray. Hor. These are but wild and whirling words, my

lord. Ham. I am sorry they offend you, heartily; 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'er-master 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. Hum. Never make known what you have seen to

night. Hor, Mar. My lord, we will not,

Ham.

Nay, but swear't.
Hor.

In faith, My lord, not I.

Mar. Nor I, my lord, in faith.
Ham. Upon my sword.
Mar.

We have sworn, my lord, already.
Ham, Indeed, upon my sword, indeed.
Ghost. [Beneuth.] Swear.
Ham. Ha, ha, boy! say'st thou so ? art thou there,

true-penny?
Come on,--you hear this fellow in the cellarage,
Consent to swear.
Hor.

Propose the oath, my lord. Ham. Never to speak of this that you have seen, Swear by my sword.

Ghost. [Bencath.] Swear.

Ham. Hic f- ubique ? then we'll shift our ground:
Come hither, gentlemen,
And lay your hands again upon my sword:
Swear by my sword,
Never to speak of this that you have heard.

Ghost, [Beneath] Swear by his sword.
Ham. Well said, old mole! can'st work i'the 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;

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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 sball,
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 do you swear, So grace and mercy at your most need help you!

Ghost. [Beneath.] Swear.

Ham. Rest, rest, perturbed spirit!-So, gentlemen, With all

my

love I do commend me to you: And what so poor a man as Hamlet is May do, to express his love and friending to you, God willing, shall not lack. Let us go in together, And still your fingers on your lips, I pray. The time is out of joint;-0 cursed spite ! That ever I was born to set it right! Nay, come, let's go together.

[Exeunt.

ACT II. SCENE I.

A Room in Polonius's House.

Enter POLONIUS and REYNALDO. Pol. Give him this money, and these notes, Rey.

naldo. Rey. I will, my lord. Pol. You shall do maryellous wisely, good Rey

naldo,
Before you visit him, to make inquiry
Of his behaviour.
Rey.

My lord, I did intend it.
Pol. Marry, well said: very well said. Look you;

sir, Inquire me first what Danskers 32 are in Paris; And how, and who, what means, and where they

keep,
What company, at what expence; and finding,
By this encompassment and drift of question,
That they do know my son, come you more nearer
Than your particular demands will touch it:
Take you, as 'twere, some distant knowledge of him;
As thus,-

I know his father, and his friends,
And, in part, him;-Do you mark this, Reynaldo?

Rey. Ay, very well, my lord.
Pol. And, in part, him ;-but, you may say,—not

well :
But, if't be he I meun,

he's very

wild;

Addicted so and so;- and there put on him
What forgeries you please; marry, none so rank
As

may dishonour him; take heed of that;
But, sir, such wanton, wild, and usual slips,
As are companions noted and most known
To youth and liberty.
Rey.

As gaming, my lord.
Pol. Ay, or drinking, fencing, swearing, quarrell-

ing, 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 seandal 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 out-break of a fiery mind;
A savageness in unreclaimed blood,
Of general assault.
Rey.

But, my good lord,
Pol. Wherefore should 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 warrant:
You laying these slight sullies on my son,
As 'twere a thing little soil'd i'the working,

Mark you,

Your party in converse, bim you would sound,

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