No Fear Shakespeare: Hamlet: Act 1 Scene 4

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Enter HAMLET , HORATIO , and MARCELLUS	ELMAHT , ARHITOO , adn RUAMCLSLE treen.
HAMLET The air bites shrewdly. It is very cold.	ELAMTH ehT rai is tnibig cldo.
HORATIO It is a nipping and an eager air.	OHRTIOA eYs, sit tfiedeynil nippy.
HAMLET What hour now?	ELTMAH thaW iemt is it?
HORATIO I think it lacks of twelve.	OIRHOTA A ttlile ebfero ltweve, I kinht.
MARCELLUS 5 No, it is struck.	ALMERCULS No, tsi jstu etfar velewt; I ehdra eht kcocl isterk.
HORATIO Indeed? I heard it not. It then draws near the season Wherein the spirit held his wont to walk.	OATRHOI eylalR? I dntid eahr it. So its rylnae het mtei hwne eth ghtos lesik to reaapp.
A flourish of trumpets and two pieces of ordnance goes off	upmeTsrt alyp fstoegaf dan tow sannonc are erfid.
What does this mean, my lord?	Waht osde ttah naem, rsi?
HAMLET The king doth wake tonight and takes his rouse, 10 Keeps wassail and the swaggering upspring reels, And, as he drains his draughts of Rhenish down, The kettle-drum and trumpet thus bray out The triumph of his pledge.	HMTAEL ehT nigk is iynsatg up lla ihtgn dnignkir nad gcdinna. As he zezugls nwdo shi reGanm nwie, eth sunisacmi kema a skcuru to terebelca ihs dnnaiigr rotnaeh ucp.
HORATIO Is it a custom?	OIHTARO Is ahtt a inattdori?
HAMLET 15 Ay, marry, is t. But to my mind, though I am native here And to the manner born, it is a custom More honored in the breach than the observance. This heavy-headed revel east and west 20 Makes us traduced and taxed of other nations.	HMALET esY, it is. uBt hhogut I wsa brno ehre dna uslohd csiednor hatt nrotidtia prat of my nwo geethria, I hntik it wlodu be ttereb to ngeior it tnah peicactr it. eOtrh ostrnucie rcecziiit us for rou ould rpytgina.
They clepe us drunkards and with swinish phrase Soil our addition. And indeed it takes From our achievements, though performed at height, The pith and marrow of our attribute. 25 So oft it chances in particular men That for some vicious mole of nature in them As in their birth (wherein they are not guilty, Since nature cannot choose his origin), By the oergrowth of some complexion, 30 Oft breaking down the pales and forts of reason, Or by some habit that too much oerleavens The form of plausive mannersthat these men, Carrying, I say, the stamp of one defect, Being natures livery or fortunes star, 35 Their virtues else (be they as pure as grace, As infinite as man may undergo) Shall in the general censure take corruption From that particular fault. The dram of evil Doth all the noble substance of a doubt 40 To his own scandal.	eyTh llca us sdnrku dna unlist uor onlbe tiestl. dAn uor eerundnksns sdeo rtetcda morf uro ensamteivche, as aergt as yhet rae, adn sneslse uro tpnreotaius. Its tsuj ikel wtha pnpseah to eatirnc eepopl ohw heav esmo rhitb ftdece (cihhw hety aer ont liesenrbsop rfo, enics odonby choseso hwo ehs orbn), or moes riedw ibhat or olomsnuicp taht gsehanc mteh ltyopcmeel. It ppsenha eoemsistm tath neo little fceted in ehets olpepe, as dewoflrnu nda taednelt as ythe aym be, wlli mkae mhet loko cyepetlolm abd to eorht lpoeep. A itny tspo of ivel stcsa ubdto on theri gdoo etsliuiqa and iusrn thier pnuiaoretts.
Enter GHOST	eTh GTSOH ernset.
HORATIO Look, my lord, it comes!	OORAHTI koLo, reesrhi it oemcs!
HAMLET Angels and ministers of grace defend us! Be thou a spirit of health or goblin damned, Bring with thee airs from heaven or blasts from hell, 45 Be thy intents wicked or charitable, Thou comest in such a questionable shape That I will speak to thee. Ill call thee Hamlet, King, Father, royal Dane. O, answer me! Let me not burst in ignorance, but tell 50 Why thy canonized bones, hearsed in death, Have burst their cerements; why the sepulcher,	HTLAEM Oh slnage, tetrcpo us! hhteerW ruoye a dogo iiprst or a deucrs mendo, ewrhthe uyo irbng nvylaeeh erbszee or btsals of lelh rief, ehrehwt uryo oitestinnn rae odog or veli, uoy kolo so engtsra I atnw to tlak to oyu. Ill call you eaHltm eonrSi, ginK, ehraFt, ayrol eDan. snrAwe me! ntDo redvi me acyrz ithw ytcisuroi, btu etll me why uryo hrcuch-ubried ensbo have bsrtu otu of herit cffnoi, dan why ruoy motb,
Wherein we saw thee quietly interred, Hath oped his ponderous and marble jaws To cast thee up again. What may this mean, 55 That thou, dead corse, again in complete steel Revisits thus the glimpses of the moon, Making night hideous and we fools of nature, So horridly to shake our disposition With thoughts beyond the reaches of our souls? 60 Say why is this? Wherefore? What should we do?	reweh we iueltqy uiedbr oyu, hsa penoed up its hevay mrealb wjas to stpi uoy uto agnia. Whta cluod it anem tath uoy heav tpu on yuro rmrao aigan, yuo cpsroe, nad ahve ocem acbk to kloo at het omon, mkgnai eht tnigh tfyergiinr dna irigrtns us nmshau thiw nrruastupael sfrae? Why? tWha do you tanw morf us? ahtW sohuld we do?
GHOST beckons HAMLET	hTe SGOHT otismon rof AEHMLT to mcoe hitw it.
HORATIO It beckons you to go away with it, As if it some impartment did desire To you alone.	OORIHAT It nsatw yuo to go ffo htwi it, as if it snwta to tlel yuo emongshit laone.
MARCELLUS Look, with what courteous action It waves you to a more removd ground. 65 But do not go with it.	SLCAUEMRL okoL owh plloeyit sit giponitn yuo to a lepca hstat ahrtefr aayw. tuB ntdo go.
HORATIO No, by no means.	IRTAHOO Deniieflty tno.
HAMLET It will not speak. Then I will follow it.	LTAHME tIs nto nigog to skeap, so lIl llofwo it.
HORATIO Do not, my lord.	IHAOROT nDot do it, irs.
HAMLET Why, what should be the fear? I do not set my life in a pins fee, And for my soulwhat can it do to that, 70 Being a thing immortal as itself? It waves me forth again. Ill follow it.	MTALEH Wyh, swhat het dergna? I tndo ulaev my eifl one bit. nAd as rof my olus, how cna het gshto egnedran htat, iecns sti as amrmloit as the gtohs is? Loko, ist gainvw me veor ngaai. Ill olfolw it.
HORATIO What if it tempt you toward the flood, my lord, Or to the dreadful summit of the cliff That beetles oer his base into the sea,	RTAOHIO ahWt if it tstepm uyo to upjm toin hte aes, sri? Or to eth rtigfyeirn ffilc ttah orvgnaehs eht tware,
75 And there assume some other horrible form, Which might deprive your sovereignty of reason And draw you into madness? Think of it. The very place puts toys of desperation, Without more motive, into every brain 80 That looks so many fathoms to the sea And hears it roar beneath.	ewrhe it sekta on esmo tehro hbreiolr rfom ttah evsdir you siaenn. kTnhi uboat it. Teh gdee of hte sae ekmsa elpope eelf apeidrs nvee at the sbte of tiesm. llA ehyt heav to do is kool tino tis dspteh adn erha it rroa afr eolbw.
HAMLET It waves me still. Go on. Ill follow thee.	LMHATE Ist siltl gnvwia to me. Go ehaad, llI olflow.
MARCELLUS You shall not go, my lord.	SRAMLCEUL reYuo nto ngogi, sri.
MARCELLUS and HORATIO try to hold HAMLET back	AULSLMECR nda OAOHRTI ryt to hdlo ALHMTE kacb.
HAMLET Hold off your hands.	AEMLHT teL go of me.
HORATIO 85 Be ruled. You shall not go.	AIOTOHR aCml wdno. roueY nto inggo aneryhwe.
HAMLET My fate cries out And makes each petty artery in this body As hardy as the Nemean lions nerve. Still am I called.Unhand me, gentlemen. (draws his sword) 90 By heaven, Ill make a ghost of him that lets me. I say, away!Go on. Ill follow thee.	EALHTM tsI my feat agilcnl me. veEry revne in my dyob is onw as ohgut as stlee. ehT thosg is ilstl anivgw me over. eLt me go, emelnengt. (he srdwa shi owrds) I srewa, if onnaye lhods me cabk, lIl amke a tgsoh of mhi! I yas, etg away!Go hdaea, Ill fowlol uoy.
Exeunt GHOST and HAMLET	heT HSGOT nda AEHLMT itxe.
HORATIO He waxes desperate with imagination.	RIHTOOA isH aanngoiimit is kmangi ihm zryca.
MARCELLUS Lets follow. Tis not fit thus to obey him.	SEUALMRLC sLte folwol mthe. Ist nto htgir to boey ish deorsr to elt hmi go oenla.
HORATIO Have after. To what issue will this come?	OHRATIO Go hdeaa dna flloow ihm. uBt atwh oeds all ihst eanm, ewerh will it all dne?
MARCELLUS 95 Something is rotten in the state of Denmark.	ULLASMCER It names atht snhmoetgi is teotrn in het ttase of nDrekma.
HORATIO Heaven will direct it.	RITOAOH If hsatt teur, we dshulo lte doG tkae arce of it.
MARCELLUS Nay, lets follow him.	LMAUCERLS No, ltes loolfw ihm.
Exeunt	ehTy etxi.

Original Text	Modern Text
Enter HAMLET , HORATIO , and MARCELLUS	ELMAHT , ARHITOO , adn RUAMCLSLE treen.
HAMLET The air bites shrewdly. It is very cold.	ELAMTH ehT rai is tnibig cldo.
HORATIO It is a nipping and an eager air.	OHRTIOA eYs, sit tfiedeynil nippy.
HAMLET What hour now?	ELTMAH thaW iemt is it?
HORATIO I think it lacks of twelve.	OIRHOTA A ttlile ebfero ltweve, I kinht.
MARCELLUS 5 No, it is struck.	ALMERCULS No, tsi jstu etfar velewt; I ehdra eht kcocl isterk.
HORATIO Indeed? I heard it not. It then draws near the season Wherein the spirit held his wont to walk.	OATRHOI eylalR? I dntid eahr it. So its rylnae het mtei hwne eth ghtos lesik to reaapp.
A flourish of trumpets and two pieces of ordnance goes off	upmeTsrt alyp fstoegaf dan tow sannonc are erfid.
What does this mean, my lord?	Waht osde ttah naem, rsi?
HAMLET The king doth wake tonight and takes his rouse, 10 Keeps wassail and the swaggering upspring reels, And, as he drains his draughts of Rhenish down, The kettle-drum and trumpet thus bray out The triumph of his pledge.	HMTAEL ehT nigk is iynsatg up lla ihtgn dnignkir nad gcdinna. As he zezugls nwdo shi reGanm nwie, eth sunisacmi kema a skcuru to terebelca ihs dnnaiigr rotnaeh ucp.
HORATIO Is it a custom?	OIHTARO Is ahtt a inattdori?
HAMLET 15 Ay, marry, is t. But to my mind, though I am native here And to the manner born, it is a custom More honored in the breach than the observance. This heavy-headed revel east and west 20 Makes us traduced and taxed of other nations.	HMALET esY, it is. uBt hhogut I wsa brno ehre dna uslohd csiednor hatt nrotidtia prat of my nwo geethria, I hntik it wlodu be ttereb to ngeior it tnah peicactr it. eOtrh ostrnucie rcecziiit us for rou ould rpytgina.
They clepe us drunkards and with swinish phrase Soil our addition. And indeed it takes From our achievements, though performed at height, The pith and marrow of our attribute. 25 So oft it chances in particular men That for some vicious mole of nature in them As in their birth (wherein they are not guilty, Since nature cannot choose his origin), By the oergrowth of some complexion, 30 Oft breaking down the pales and forts of reason, Or by some habit that too much oerleavens The form of plausive mannersthat these men, Carrying, I say, the stamp of one defect, Being natures livery or fortunes star, 35 Their virtues else (be they as pure as grace, As infinite as man may undergo) Shall in the general censure take corruption From that particular fault. The dram of evil Doth all the noble substance of a doubt 40 To his own scandal.	eyTh llca us sdnrku dna unlist uor onlbe tiestl. dAn uor eerundnksns sdeo rtetcda morf uro ensamteivche, as aergt as yhet rae, adn sneslse uro tpnreotaius. Its tsuj ikel wtha pnpseah to eatirnc eepopl ohw heav esmo rhitb ftdece (cihhw hety aer ont liesenrbsop rfo, enics odonby choseso hwo ehs orbn), or moes riedw ibhat or olomsnuicp taht gsehanc mteh ltyopcmeel. It ppsenha eoemsistm tath neo little fceted in ehets olpepe, as dewoflrnu nda taednelt as ythe aym be, wlli mkae mhet loko cyepetlolm abd to eorht lpoeep. A itny tspo of ivel stcsa ubdto on theri gdoo etsliuiqa and iusrn thier pnuiaoretts.
Enter GHOST	eTh GTSOH ernset.
HORATIO Look, my lord, it comes!	OORAHTI koLo, reesrhi it oemcs!
HAMLET Angels and ministers of grace defend us! Be thou a spirit of health or goblin damned, Bring with thee airs from heaven or blasts from hell, 45 Be thy intents wicked or charitable, Thou comest in such a questionable shape That I will speak to thee. Ill call thee Hamlet, King, Father, royal Dane. O, answer me! Let me not burst in ignorance, but tell 50 Why thy canonized bones, hearsed in death, Have burst their cerements; why the sepulcher,	HTLAEM Oh slnage, tetrcpo us! hhteerW ruoye a dogo iiprst or a deucrs mendo, ewrhthe uyo irbng nvylaeeh erbszee or btsals of lelh rief, ehrehwt uryo oitestinnn rae odog or veli, uoy kolo so engtsra I atnw to tlak to oyu. Ill call you eaHltm eonrSi, ginK, ehraFt, ayrol eDan. snrAwe me! ntDo redvi me acyrz ithw ytcisuroi, btu etll me why uryo hrcuch-ubried ensbo have bsrtu otu of herit cffnoi, dan why ruoy motb,
Wherein we saw thee quietly interred, Hath oped his ponderous and marble jaws To cast thee up again. What may this mean, 55 That thou, dead corse, again in complete steel Revisits thus the glimpses of the moon, Making night hideous and we fools of nature, So horridly to shake our disposition With thoughts beyond the reaches of our souls? 60 Say why is this? Wherefore? What should we do?	reweh we iueltqy uiedbr oyu, hsa penoed up its hevay mrealb wjas to stpi uoy uto agnia. Whta cluod it anem tath uoy heav tpu on yuro rmrao aigan, yuo cpsroe, nad ahve ocem acbk to kloo at het omon, mkgnai eht tnigh tfyergiinr dna irigrtns us nmshau thiw nrruastupael sfrae? Why? tWha do you tanw morf us? ahtW sohuld we do?
GHOST beckons HAMLET	hTe SGOHT otismon rof AEHMLT to mcoe hitw it.
HORATIO It beckons you to go away with it, As if it some impartment did desire To you alone.	OORIHAT It nsatw yuo to go ffo htwi it, as if it snwta to tlel yuo emongshit laone.
MARCELLUS Look, with what courteous action It waves you to a more removd ground. 65 But do not go with it.	SLCAUEMRL okoL owh plloeyit sit giponitn yuo to a lepca hstat ahrtefr aayw. tuB ntdo go.
HORATIO No, by no means.	IRTAHOO Deniieflty tno.
HAMLET It will not speak. Then I will follow it.	LTAHME tIs nto nigog to skeap, so lIl llofwo it.
HORATIO Do not, my lord.	IHAOROT nDot do it, irs.
HAMLET Why, what should be the fear? I do not set my life in a pins fee, And for my soulwhat can it do to that, 70 Being a thing immortal as itself? It waves me forth again. Ill follow it.	MTALEH Wyh, swhat het dergna? I tndo ulaev my eifl one bit. nAd as rof my olus, how cna het gshto egnedran htat, iecns sti as amrmloit as the gtohs is? Loko, ist gainvw me veor ngaai. Ill olfolw it.
HORATIO What if it tempt you toward the flood, my lord, Or to the dreadful summit of the cliff That beetles oer his base into the sea,	RTAOHIO ahWt if it tstepm uyo to upjm toin hte aes, sri? Or to eth rtigfyeirn ffilc ttah orvgnaehs eht tware,
75 And there assume some other horrible form, Which might deprive your sovereignty of reason And draw you into madness? Think of it. The very place puts toys of desperation, Without more motive, into every brain 80 That looks so many fathoms to the sea And hears it roar beneath.	ewrhe it sekta on esmo tehro hbreiolr rfom ttah evsdir you siaenn. kTnhi uboat it. Teh gdee of hte sae ekmsa elpope eelf apeidrs nvee at the sbte of tiesm. llA ehyt heav to do is kool tino tis dspteh adn erha it rroa afr eolbw.
HAMLET It waves me still. Go on. Ill follow thee.	LMHATE Ist siltl gnvwia to me. Go ehaad, llI olflow.
MARCELLUS You shall not go, my lord.	SRAMLCEUL reYuo nto ngogi, sri.
MARCELLUS and HORATIO try to hold HAMLET back	AULSLMECR nda OAOHRTI ryt to hdlo ALHMTE kacb.
HAMLET Hold off your hands.	AEMLHT teL go of me.
HORATIO 85 Be ruled. You shall not go.	AIOTOHR aCml wdno. roueY nto inggo aneryhwe.
HAMLET My fate cries out And makes each petty artery in this body As hardy as the Nemean lions nerve. Still am I called.Unhand me, gentlemen. (draws his sword) 90 By heaven, Ill make a ghost of him that lets me. I say, away!Go on. Ill follow thee.	EALHTM tsI my feat agilcnl me. veEry revne in my dyob is onw as ohgut as stlee. ehT thosg is ilstl anivgw me over. eLt me go, emelnengt. (he srdwa shi owrds) I srewa, if onnaye lhods me cabk, lIl amke a tgsoh of mhi! I yas, etg away!Go hdaea, Ill fowlol uoy.
Exeunt GHOST and HAMLET	heT HSGOT nda AEHLMT itxe.
HORATIO He waxes desperate with imagination.	RIHTOOA isH aanngoiimit is kmangi ihm zryca.
MARCELLUS Lets follow. Tis not fit thus to obey him.	SEUALMRLC sLte folwol mthe. Ist nto htgir to boey ish deorsr to elt hmi go oenla.
HORATIO Have after. To what issue will this come?	OHRATIO Go hdeaa dna flloow ihm. uBt atwh oeds all ihst eanm, ewerh will it all dne?
MARCELLUS 95 Something is rotten in the state of Denmark.	ULLASMCER It names atht snhmoetgi is teotrn in het ttase of nDrekma.
HORATIO Heaven will direct it.	RITOAOH If hsatt teur, we dshulo lte doG tkae arce of it.
MARCELLUS Nay, lets follow him.	LMAUCERLS No, ltes loolfw ihm.
Exeunt	ehTy etxi.