Hor. Indeed, my lord, it follow'd hard upon. Ham. Thrift, thrift, Horatio! the funeral bak'd meats Or ever I had feen that day, Horatio!- Ham. In my mind's eye, Horatio. Hor. I faw him once, he was a goodly king. Hor. My lord, I think I faw him yefternight. Hor. My lord, the king your father. Hor. Seafon your admiration for a while Ham. For God's love, let me hear. Hor. Two nights together had thefe gentlemen, Been thus encounter'd. A figure like your father Appears before them, and, with folemn march, Within his truncheon's length; whilft they, diftill'd Stand dumb and speak not to him. This to me In dreadful fecrecy impart they did : And I, with them, the third night, kept the watch: Where 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; Thefe hands 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 anfwer made it none: yet once, methought, It lifted up its head, and did addrefs Itfelf to motion, like as it would speak: But, even then, the morning cock crew loud, And at the found it shrunk in haste away, 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, firs, but this troubles me. Hold you the watch to-night? All. We do, my lord. All. My lord, from head to foot. Ham. Then faw you not His face? Hor. O, yes, my lord; he wore his beaver up. Hor. A countenance, more In forrow than in anger.. Ham. Pale, or red? Hor. Nay, very pale. r.Ham. And fix'd his eyes upon you? Hor. Hor. Most constantly. Ham. I would I had been there. Hor. It would have much amaz'd you. Ham. Very like, Very like. Stay'd it long? Hor. While one with moderate hafte might tell a hundred. Mar. Ber. Longer, longer. Hor. Not when I faw it. Ham. His beard was grizzl'd? no? Hor. It was as I have feen it in his life, A fable filver'd. Ham. I will watch to night; Perchance 'twill walk again. Hor. I warrant it will. Ham. If it affume my noble father's perfon, All. Our duty to your honour. Ham. Your loves, as mine to you: Farewell. [Exeunt HORATIO, MARCELLUS, and BERNARDO. My father's fpirit in arms! all is not well; I doubt fome foul play: would the night were come! Though all the earth o'erwhelm them, to men's eyes. [ Exit. SCENE SCENE III. A Room in POLONIUS's House. Enter LAERTES and OPHELIA. Laer. My neceffaries are embark'd; farewell: And, fifter, as the winds give benefit, And convoy is affiftant, do not fleep, But let me hear from you. Oph. Do you doubt that? Laer. For Hamlet, and the trifling of his favour, A violet in the youth of primy nature, Oph. No more but so? Laer. Think it no more: For nature, crefcent, does not grow alone Grows wide withal. Perhaps, he loves you now; Whereof he is the head: Then if he says, he loves you, As he in his particular act and place May May give his faying deed; which is no further, Or lose your heart; or your chaste treasure open Fear it, Ophelia, fear it, my dear sister; Show me the steep and thorny way to heaven; Laer. O, fear me not. I stay too long;-but here my father comes. Enter POLONIUS. A double bleffing is a double grace; Occafion fmiles upon a second leave. Pol. Yet here, Laertes! aboard, aboard, for fhame; The wind fits in the shoulder of your fail, And you are staid for: There,-my blessing with you; |