Visit her face too roughly. Heaven and earth! Must I remember? Why, she would hang on

him, As if increase of appetite had grown By what it fed on : and yet, within a month, -Let me not think on't-Frailty, thy name is

woman !-A little month; or ere those shoes were old, With which she follow'd my poor father's body, Like Niobe, all tears ;-why she, even she,O heaven ! a beast, that wants discourse of

reason, Would have mourn'd longer,-married with

mine uncle, My father's brother; but no more like my father, Than I to Hercules : within a month ; Ere yet the salt of most unrighteous tears Had left the flushing of her galled eyes, She married :-O most wicked speed, to post With such dexterity to incestuous sheets ; It is not, nor it cannot come to, good ; But break, my heart; for I must hold my

tongue ! Enter HORATIO, BERNARDO, and Marcellus. Hor. Hail to your lordship!

Ham. . I am glad to see you well : Horatio,mor I do forget myself. Hor. The same, my lord, and your poor ser

vant ever. Ham. Sir, my good friend ; I'll change that

name with you. And what make you from Wittenberg, Ho

ratio ? Marcellus ? · Mar. My good lord,

Ham. I am very glad to see you ; good even,

sir, But what, in faith, make you from Wittenberg ?

Hor. A truant disposition, good my lord.

Ham. I would not hear your enemy say so ; Nor shall you do mine ear that violence, To make it truster of your own report Against yourself: I know, you are no truant. But what is your affair in Elsinore ? We'll teach you to drink deep, ere you depart. Hor. My lord, I came to see your father's

funeral. Ham. I pray thee, do not mock me, fellow

student; .
I think it was to see my mother's wedding.

Hor. Indeed, my lord, it follow'd hard upon.
Ham. Thrift, thrift, Horatio ! the funeral

baked meats
Did coldly furnish forth the marriage tables.
'Would I had met my dearest foe in heaven
Ere I had ever seen that day, Horatio !
My father,-methinks, I see my father.

Hor. O, where, my lord ?
Ham. In my mind's eye, Horatio.
Hor. I saw him once, he was a goodly king.

Ham. He was a man, take him for all in all, I shall not look upon his like again.

Hor. My lord, I think I saw him yesternight.
Ham. Saw who?
Hor. My lord, the king your father.
Ham.

The king my father !
Hor. Season your admiration for a while
With an attent ear; till I may deliver,
Upon the witness of these gentlemen,
This marvel to you.

Ham. For heaven's love, let me hear.

Hor. Two nights together had these gentle

men, Marcellus and Bernardo, on their watch, In the dead vast and middle of the night, Been thus encounter'd. A figure like your

father,

Arm'd at all points, exactly, cap-à-pé,
Appears before them, and, with solemn march,
Goes slow and stately by them : thrice he walk'd
By their oppress'd and fear-surprised eyes,
Within his truncheon's length ; whilst they,

bestillid
Almost to jelly with the act of fear,
Stand dumb, and speak not to him. This to me
In dreadful secrecy impart they did;
And I with them the third night kept the watch:
Where, as they had deliver'd, both in time,
Form of the thing, each word made true and

good,
The apparition comes : I knew your father ;
These bands are not more like,
Ham.

But where was this?
Mar. My lord, upon the platform where we

watch'd.
Ham. Did you not speak to it?
Hor.

My lord, I did :
But answer made it none : yet once, methought,
It lifted up its head, and did address
Itself to motion, like as it would speak :
But, even then, the morning cock crew loud ;
And at the sound it shrunk in haste away,
And vanish'd from our sight.
Ham.

'Tis very strange. Hor. As I do live, my honour'd lord, 'tis true; And we did think it writ down in our duty, To let you know of it.

Ham. Indeed, indeed, sirs, but this troubles

me. Hold you the watch to-night? Mar., Ber.

We do, my lord. Ham. Arm’d, say you? All

Arm'd, my lord. Ham

From top to toe? All. My lord, from head to foot. Ham. Then saw you not his face ? Hor. O, yes, my lord; he wore his beaver up. Ham. What, look'd he frowningly? Hor. A countenance more in sorrow than in

anger. Ham.

Pale, or red ? Hor. Nay, very pale. Ham. And fix'd his eyes upon you ? Hor. Most constantly Ham.

I would I had been there.
Hor. It would have much amazed you.
Ham. Very like, very like. Stay'd it long?
Hor. While one with moderate haste might

tell a hundred.
Mar., Ber. Longer, longer.
Hor. Not when I saw it.
Ham.

His beard was grizzly ? no.
Hor. It was, as I have seen it in his life,
A sable silver'd.
Ham.

I will watch to-night;
Perchance, 'twill walk again.
Hor.

I warrant you it will.
Ham. If it assume my noble father's person,
I'll speak to it, though hell itself should gape,
And bid me hold my peace. I pray you all,
If you have hitherto conceal'd this sight,
Let it be tenable in your silence still ;
And whatsoever else shall hap to-night,

Give it an understanding, but no tongue;
I will requite your loves. So, fare ye well :
Upon the platform, 'twixt eleven and twelve,
I'll visit you.

All. Our duty to your honour.
Ham. Your love, as mine to you : farewell.

'[Exeunt Hor., Mar., and Ber. My father's spirit in arms ! all is not well; I doubt some foul play : 'would the night were

come! Till then sit still, my soul : foul deeds will rise, Though all the earth o'erwhelm them, to men's eyes.

[Exit.

SCENE III.- A Room in Polonius's House.

Enter Laertes and Ophelia. Laer. My necessaries are embark'd ; farewell : And, sister, as the winds give benefit, And convoy is assistant, do not sleep, But let me hear from you. Oph.

Do you doubt that ? Laer. For Hamlet, and the trifling of his

• favours,
Hold it a fashion, and a toy in blood;
A violet in the youth of primy nature,
Forward, not permanent, sweet, not lasting,
The perfume and suppliance of a minute ;
No more.

Oph. No more but so? • Laer.

Think it no more : For nature, crescent, does not grow alone In thews, and bulk; but, as this temple waxes, The inward service of the mind and soul Grows wide withal. Perhaps, he loves you now;