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Ham. Upon my sword.
Hor. Propose the oath, my lord.
Ham. Never to speak of this that you Swear by my sword.
881 Ghost. [beneath] Swear.
Ham. Hic & ubique ? then we'll shift our ground :-
Ghost. [beneath] Swear by his sword.
889 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; 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 anticķ disposition on,
mercy at your most need help you !
ACT II, SCENE I.
An Apartment in POLONIUS' House. Enter POLONIUS,
Pol. You shall do marvellous wisely, good Rey
Rey. My lord, I did intend it.
lord. Pol. And, in part, him ;—but, you may say, --not
well: But, if't be he-1
Rey. As gaming, my lord.
Pol. Ay, or drinking, fencing, swearing, Quarrelling, 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 scandal on him,
31 That he is open to incontinency; That's not my meaning: but breathe his faults so
Rey. But, my good lord,
do this? Rey. Ay, my lord,
40 I would know that.
Pol. Marry, sir, here's my drift;
would sound, Having ever seen, in the prenominate crimes, The youth, you breathe of, guilty, be assurd, He closes with you in this consequence ;.. Good sir, or so; or friend, or gentleman,
50 According to the phrase, or the addition, of man, and country.
Rey. Very good, my lord.
Rey. At, closes in the consequence.
Pol. At, closes in the consequence,-Ay, marry; He closes with you thus :-I know the gentleman: I saw him yesterday, or t’other day, Or then, or then ; with such, or such ; and, as you say, There was he gaming ; there o'ertook in his rouse; There falling out at tennis; or, perchance, I saw him enter such a house of sale, (Videlicet, a brothel) or so forth.-See you now ; Your bait of falsehood takes this carp of truth : And thus do we of wisdom and of reach, With windlaces, and with assays of bias, By indirections find directions out; So, by my former lecture and advice,
70 Shall you my son: You have me, have you not ?
Rey. My lord, I have.
Pol. Farewel,- How now, Ophelia ? what's the
matter? Oph. O, my lord, my lord, I have been so afa frighted !
89 Pol. With what, in the name of heaven? Oph. My lord, as I was sewing in my closet,