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!
() 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:

[Writing
So, uncle, there you are. Now to my word;
It is, Adieu, adieu! remember me.
I have sworn't.

Hor. [Within.] My lord, my lord, -
Mar. [Within.] Lord Hamlet, —
Hur. [Within.] Heaven secure him!
Ham.

So be it!
Mar. [Within.] Illo, ho, ho, my lord!
Ham. Hillo, ho, ho, boy! come, bird, come.

Enter Horatio and Marcellus.
Mar. How is't, my noble lord?
Hor.

What news, my lord ?
Ham. O, wonderful!
Hor.

Good my lord, tell it.
Ham.

No; You will reveal it.

Hor. Not I, my lord, by heaven.
Mar.

Nor I, my lord.
Ham. How say you then; would heart of man

once think it? But you'll be secret,

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 grave,

To tell us this.

Ham. Why, right; you are in the right; And So,

without more circumstance at all, I hold it fit, that we shake hands, and part: You, as your business, and desire, shall point you;For every man hath business, and desire, Such as it is,-and, for my own poor part, Look you, I will go pray

. 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, Ho

ratio, 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, Give me one poor request. Hor.

What is't, my lord? We will. Ham. Never make known what you have seen

to-night. Hor. & Mar. My lord, we will not. Ham.

Nay, but swear't.

have seen,

Hor.

In faith,
My lord, not I.
Mar.

Nor I, my lord, in faith.
Ham. Upon my sword.
Mar.

We have sworn, my lord, already.
Ham. Indeed, upon my sword, indeed.
Ghost. [Beneath.] Swear.
Ham. Ha, ha, boy! say’st thou so? art thou

there, true-penny? Come on, you hear this fellow in the cellarage,

, Consent to swear. Hor.

Propose the oath, my lord.
Ham. Never to speak of this that you
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 wel.

come. There are more things in heaven and earth, Horatio, Than are dreamt of in your philosophy.

D

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, gentle-

men,
With all my love I do commend me to you:
And what so poor a man as Hamlet is
May do, to express his love and friending to you,
God willing, shall not lack. Let us go in together;
And still your fingers on your lips, I pray.
The time is out of joint;-0 cursed spite!
That ever I was born to set it right!
Nay, come, let's go together.

[Exeunt.

Enter Polonius and Reynaldo. Pol. Give him this money, and these notes, Rey

naldo. Rey. I will, my lord. Pol. You shall do marvellous wisely, good Rey

naldo, Before

you

visit him, to make inquiry Of his behaviour. Rey.

My lord, I did intend it. Pol. Marry, well said: very well said. Look

you, sir,

Inquire me first what Danskers are in Paris;
And how, and who, what means, and where they

keep,
What company, at what expence; and finding,
By this encompassment and drift of question,
That they do know my son, come you more nearer
Than your particular demands will touch it:
Take you, as 'twere, some distant knowledge of

him; As thus,- I know his father, and his friends, And, in part, him ;-Do you mark this, Reynaldo?

Rey. Ay, very well, my lord.
Pol. And, in part, him;-but, you may say,--not

well:
But, if't be he I mean, he's very wild; ;