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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
Hor. Indeed, my lord, it follow'd hard upon.
Hor. O, where, my lord ?
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.
The king my father !
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
Arm'd at all points, exactly, cap-à-pé,
But where was this?
My lord, I did :
'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
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.
tell a hundred.
His beard was grizzly ? no.
I will watch to-night;
I warrant you it will.
Give it an understanding, but no tongue;
All. Our duty to your honour.
'[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.
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
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;