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Upon my secure hour thy uncle stole,
Ham. O all you host of heaven! O earth! What
else? And shall I couple hell ?--O fye!-Hold, hold, my heart: And you, my sinews, grow not instant old, But bear me stiffly up!-Remember thee? Ay, thou poor ghost, while memory holds a seat In this distracted globe. Remember thee? Yea, from the table of my memory I'll wipe away all trivial fond records, All saws of books, all forms, all pressures past, That youth and observation copied there; And thy commandment all alone shall live Within the book and volume of my brain, Unmix'd with baser matter : yes, by heaven. O most pernicious woman! O villain, villain, smiling, damned villain ! My tables, -meet it is, I set it down, That one may smile, and smile, and be a villain : At least I am sure, it may be so in Denmark:
Hor. [Within.] My lord, my lord, —
Enter Horatio and MarceLLUS. Mar. How is't, my noble lord ?
Hor. What news, my lord ?
Hor. Not I, my lord, by heaven.
Hor. Mar. Ay, by heaven, my lord.
Ham. There's ne'er a villain, dwelling in all Denmark, But he's an arrant knave. Hor. There needs no ghost, my lord, come from the
Ham. Why, right; you are in the right:
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,
Hor. What is't, my lord ?
night. Hor. Mar. My lord, we will not. Ham. Nay, but swear't.
Hor. In faith,
Mar. Nor I, my lord, in faith.
Hor. Propose the oath, my lord.
Ham. Never to speak of this that you have seen, Swear by my sword.
Ghost. [Beneath.] Swear.
Ham. Hic & 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; 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 shall, 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,