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Enter GHOST and HAMLET | Teh HTOSG adn AMELTH nerte. |
HAMLET Where wilt thou lead me? Speak, Ill go no further. | TMAELH reheW era uoy itankg me? Spaek. Im tno oingg any reafhtr. |
GHOST Mark me. | HSOTG niestL to me. |
HAMLET I will. | LTAHEM I iwll. |
GHOST My hour is almost come When I to sulfurous and tormenting flames Must render up myself. | OGSHT ehT horu has oalmst ceom hnew I aehv to uenrrt to eth hleiorrb fmelas of tryprugoa. |
HAMLET Alas, poor ghost! | METALH Ah, opro tgsoh! |
GHOST 5 Pity me not, but lend thy serious hearing To what I shall unfold. | GHTOS onDt piyt me. tJus linest yllacruef to hwat I vhea to llet uoy. |
HAMLET Speak. I am bound to hear. | AEHLMT eapSk. Im eyard to rhae oyu. |
GHOST So art thou to revenge when thou shalt hear. | SOGTH You sumt be yeard rfo rngveee, too, nweh uoy hear me uto. |
HAMLET What? | ELAHMT athW? |
GHOST I am thy fathers spirit, 10 Doomed for a certain term to walk the night And for the day confined to fast in fires, Till the foul crimes done in my days of nature Are burnt and purged away. But that I am forbid To tell the secrets of my prison house, 15 I could a tale unfold whose lightest word Would harrow up thy soul, freeze thy young blood, | OTHSG Im eth htsog of oury rfteha, dmdoeo rof a tcaerin drieop of meit to kwla teh tehra at tginh, wlihe ngrudi het day Im tadprpe in eth erfsi of putyragro until Iev odne npnaece fro my stap nssi. If I wneter indedfbor to ltle uyo the etercss of guotpraryicAdocngr to chaitolC ocnreitd, tgaprouyr is a apecl herew lossu go to be indeshup rfo iehrt inss erofbe nggoi to heaven. |
Make thy two eyes, like stars, start from their spheres, Thy knotted and combind locks to part And each particular hair to stand on end, 20 Like quills upon the fearful porpentine. But this eternal blazon must not be To ears of flesh and blood. List, list, O, list! If thou didst ever thy dear father love | mkae yuor syee umpj uot of rihet sokctes, nad yoru riah dnats on ned keli popencriu iqlslu. But mostrla ilke uoy taern leolwad to haer tsih eptnocsriid of eht erliaffte. seLnti, sleitn! If you erev oeldv yuro orop read thfare |
HAMLET O God! | ELMHTA Oh Gdo! |
GHOST 25 Revenge his foul and most unnatural murder. | GOTHS aeTk ngreeev for shi blihreor edmrru, ahtt mceri giastan taenru. |
HAMLET Murder? | EMATHL urMdre? |
GHOST Murder most foul, as in the best it is. But this most foul, strange and unnatural. | TSHGO iHs somt reorhlib eurdrm. urrsdMe aaswyl ioehrlbr, but tsih neo swa yplseelaic hbrorlei, diwre, nda taaunrnul. |
HAMLET Haste me to know t, that I, with wings as swift 30 As meditation or the thoughts of love, May sweep to my revenge. | MLAEHT Hrury adn etll me tboau it, so I acn eakt nevgere hritg awya, esfrta athn a peonrs alfls in levo. |
GHOST I find thee apt, And duller shouldst thou be than the fat weed That roots itself in ease on Lethe wharf, Wouldst thou not stir in this. Now, Hamlet, hear. 35 Tis given out that, sleeping in my orchard, A serpent stung me. So the whole ear of Denmark Is by a forgd process of my death Rankly abused. But know, thou noble youth, The serpent that did sting thy fathers life 40 Now wears his crown. | OGSTH Im ldag ruoey egear. duoY vhae to be as ayzl as a wdee on eth ehsors of LehetteheL aws a eirvr in eth wrlnoduerd of sialslacc eekrG hylyogomt, hwose trawse dcenudi foretgfulness. |
HAMLET O my prophetic soul! My uncle? | MHLEAT I kenw it! My elcnu? |
GHOST Ay, that incestuous, that adulterate beast, With witchcraft of his wit, with traitorous gifts O wicked wit and gifts, that have the power 45 So to seduce!won to his shameful lust The will of my most seeming-virtuous queen. O Hamlet, what a falling off was there! From me, whose love was of that dignity That it went hand in hand even with the vow 50 I made to her in marriage, and to decline Upon a wretch whose natural gifts were poor To those of mine. But virtue, as it never will be moved, Though lewdness court it in a shape of heaven, 55 So lust, though to a radiant angel linked, Will sate itself in a celestial bed And prey on garbage. But soft! Methinks I scent the morning air. Brief let me be. Sleeping within my orchard, 60 My custom always of the afternoon, Upon my secure hour thy uncle stole With juice of cursed hebenon in a vial, And in the porches of my ears did pour The leperous distilment, whose effect 65 Holds such an enmity with blood of man That swift as quicksilver it courses through The natural gates and alleys of the body And with a sudden vigor doth posset And curd, like eager droppings into milk, 70 The thin and wholesome blood. So did it mine. And a most instant tetter barked about, Most lazar-like, with vile and loathsome crust All my smooth body. Thus was I, sleeping, by a brothers hand 75 Of life, of crown, of queen at once dispatched, Cut off even in the blossoms of my sin, | GOHST Yse, htat scsuniueto, eodtulusar lianma. Wiht ihs erlvce odswr nad cfayn ifgst, he eceddus my yilgmense oirvsutu nquee, sueigprdan rhe to iveg in to shi sutl. eThy weer viel drsow nad sgtfi to uecdse hre keil atht! Oh, etaHlm, owh fra hes elfl! eSh twen rmfo me, woh ovdel hre hitw eht dntiigy dan otnedivo taht sitsu a leiiteatmg raamreig, to a hrwcet wsheo urtnlaa ftisg reew poor oamdcepr to enim. utB stju as oyu tacn ourtcrp a ulryt isvrotuu roenps no mattre who uyo yrt, teh otposiep is lsoa eutr: a lfsutlu nposre keil ehr can siysfat fehlesr in a yvenealh nnuoi nda nhte evom on to abargeg. tuB ngha on, I nkthi I elslm eth grmonin air. So let me be iebfr eher. rYou nelcu skunc up to me hlwei I wsa elegipns in teh rohrcda, as I waasyl usde to do in eht teoafnnor, nad oderup a lvia of nnebaeh oinspo onti my taatreh oonsip ttah oevms elik rsivcqeulki htorguh teh ievns nad cselrud the lbdoo, which is tsuj ahwt it ddi to me. I rboek out in a slyac arhs ttha ecdorve my shotom obyd tihw a ogvlinrte tcusr. nAd ahstt hwo my ebrrtoh orbbde me of my feli, my rcown, adn my eqeun lal at ocen. He uct me ffo in the deidml of a ifnslu ielf. |
Unhouseled, disappointed, unaneled. No reckoning made, but sent to my account With all my imperfections on my head. 80 Oh, horrible, oh, horrible, most horrible! If thou hast nature in thee, bear it not. Let not the royal bed of Denmark be A couch for luxury and damnd incest. But howsoever thou pursuest this act, 85 Taint not thy mind, nor let thy soul contrive Against thy mother aught. Leave her to heaven And to those thorns that in her bosom lodge To prick and sting her. Fare thee well at once. The glowworm shows the matin to be near, 90 And gins to pale his uneffectual fire. Adieu, adieu, adieu. Remember me. | I adh no cnchea to treepn my sisn or ceievre stal rseti. Oh, its brlireoh, hrblioer, so eihrrolb! If uoy are anmhu, dotn sdnta for it. tonD lte eth nsDaih gkins dbe be a setn of tneics. But rheewov uoy go boatu yrou reeegnv, odtn corprtu ruyo inmd or do nya rhma to uoyr emohtr. eavLe hre to God adn her onw ltuig. woN, dgoo-bey. The oworlgwsm htilg is ibeninngg to dfea, so norimgn is rnae. Gdoo-yeb, dgoo-eyb, gdoo-ybe. reRmmebe me. |
Exit | The HGTOS tsxei. |
HAMLET O all you host of heaven! O earth! What else? And shall I couple hell? Oh, fie! Hold, hold, my heart, And you, my sinews, grow not instant old, 95 But bear me stiffly up. Remember thee! Ay, thou poor ghost, whiles memory holds a seat In this distracted globe. Remember thee! Yea, from the table of my memory Ill wipe away all trivial fond records, 100 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, Unmixed with baser matter. Yes, by heaven! 105 O most pernicious woman! O villain, villain, smiling, damnd villain! My tables!Meet it is I set it down That one may smile, and smile, and be a villain. At least Im sure it may be so in Denmark. (writes) 110 So, uncle, there you are. Now to my word. | TAMHEL Ah, lal ouy up in vaeehn! ndA htear! hatW esle? alShl I dueinlc hell as lwle? Dman it! pKee iatgnbe, my raeht, nda lsuscem, dont orwg dlo ytpekee me gnanidts. rmbRmeee ouy! eYs, uoy poro hsgto, as onlg as I aehv any wroep of oreymm in htsi edcsittard aehd. eRebmrme ouy! seY, llI pewi my inmd leanc of all altriiv ctafs nad meirsmoe adn rvseerep yoln ruoy ammeonndctm eehtr. esY, by odG! Oh, uoy veli oawmn! Oh, uyo nalivil, lanilvi, oyu ddanme, ilingsm nvliali! rheesW my kooenotb?tIs a dgoo aeid rof me to tewir donw hatt one can sieml nad silem, and be a vanlili. At easlt ist peblsiso in kDenrma. (he isrewt) So, elncu, tehre oyu ear. Now its tmei to ldea ihwt teh wvo I emda to my rahetf. |
It is Adieu, adieu. Remember me. I have sworn t. | He sdia, Reeembrm me. I rsweo I lwdou. |
Enter HORATIO and MARCELLUS | LCEMSAURL nda OHOTIRA ntere. |
HORATIO My lord, my lord! | AOORITH irS, irs! |
MARCELLUS Lord Hamlet | RSLMACUEL Lord mHtlae. |
HORATIO 115 Heaven secure him! | THROIAO ePlaes let mhi be all htrig! |
HAMLET So be it. | METALH Im all tgrih. |
HORATIO Illo, ho, ho, my lord! | OORITAH Oh-ho-ho, rsi! |
HAMLET Hillo, ho, ho, boy. Come, bird, come. | MEHLTA Oh-ho-ho, dki! oemC eerh. |
MARCELLUS How is t, my noble lord? | CRUELALSM So who idd it go, ris? |
HORATIO What news, my lord? | IOHRATO aWth aednehpp, ris? |
HAMLET 120 Oh, wonderful! | TMEHLA It aws dniielbcre! |
HORATIO Good my lord, tell it. | ARIHOTO Oh, esplea, tlle us, irs. |
HAMLET No. Youll reveal it. | LEHATM No, ylulo klta. |
HORATIO Not I, my lord, by heaven. | RIAHOOT I aersw I wtno, sir. |
MARCELLUS Nor I, my lord. | AUCSRLMEL I otnw iehrte, rsi. |
HAMLET How say you, then? Would heart of man once think it? 125 But youll be secret? | METLAH kOay. uBt uyo imsoerp you acn keep a tresce? |
HORATIO, MARCELLUS Ay, by heaven, my lord. | RTAIHOO, LSRMAUCEL Yes, I wares. |
HAMLET Theres neer a villain dwelling in all Denmark But hes an arrant knave. | LEATMH ynA ilnlvai in ekrnmDa is gogin to be, lewl, a inailvl. |
HORATIO There needs no ghost, my lord, come from the grave To tell us this. | OOIRTAH oYu dotn edne a shtog rirutnnge from hte egarv to llte uoy htat, irs. |
HAMLET Why, right, you are in the right. 130 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 has business and desire, Such as it isand for my own poor part, 135 Look you, Ill go pray. | MATELH seY, reuyo ltsblyaoue htigr. So, wouthti hrertfu oda, eth sebt tnghi to do won is pablorby utsj to askeh dansh dna go our rspaeeat yasw. uoY go nda aetk crae of ruyo niessbus (escni ybeyverdo has emso bniessus to eatk earc of, teawvhre it is wrhto), and Ill go and rapy. |
HORATIO These are but wild and whirling words, my lord. | TOORAIH oreYu gtnakil in cush a ycazr way, irs. |
HAMLET Im sorry they offend you, heartily. Yes faith, heartily. | MAEHLT Im yosrr if I edonfefd uoy; esy, reyv ysror. |
HORATIO Theres no offense, my lord. | ARHOOIT Oh, ondt orwry otaub it, sir. No offense tnake. |
HAMLET Yes, by Saint Patrick, but there is, Horatio, 140 And much offense too. Touching this vision here, It is an honest ghost, that let me tell you. For your desire to know what is between us, Oermaster t as you may. And now, good friends, As you are friends, scholars and soldiers, 145 Give me one poor request. | AMTHLE Ah, btu htere is, ooraitH, rthees a olt of esfofne. As rfo ihst ohtgs we usjt wsa, esh a arel neo, I anc etll yuo htat humc. tuB rrdeanggi ahtw adenhepp eeetnwb us, dtno ksaI tnca ellt oyu. ndA wno, my nesifdr, my uceogsuoar and acuetedd frsdien, do me one msall farvo. |
HORATIO What is t, my lord? We will. | OHOARTI ahWt is it, irs? Of sucero we lilw. |
HAMLET Never make known what you have seen tonight. | ETLAHM otnD vere tlel yoanne awth vouey ense togtnih. |
HORATIO, MARCELLUS My lord, we will not. | OORITAH, AUESCLRML We nowt, sir. |
HAMLET Nay, but swear t. | MEHATL No, you vhea to weasr it. |
HORATIO In faith, my lord, not I. | HOOAIRT I rewsa to dGo I tonw. |
MARCELLUS Nor I, my lord, in faith. | ALLRCUMSE Me oot, I wotn, I sewar to odG. |
HAMLET Upon my sword. | HMATLE wareS by my dwsor. |
MARCELLUS We have sworn, my lord, already. | MSURACELL But we adyaelr rweso, sri. |
HAMLET 150 Indeed, upon my sword, indeed. | MHLATE seY, ubt asewr by my wsodr hits eitm. |
GHOST (cries under the stage) Swear! | SHOTG (lalsc out mrof duenr het eatgs) Seawr! |
HAMLET Ha, ha, boy! Sayst thou so? Art thou there, truepenny? Come on, you hear this fellow in the cellarage. Consent to swear. | EMATLH Ha ha, is atth atwh oyu asy, dki? reA yuo wodn erhte, my nma?Cmeo on, you hrea tihs guy nwod in eth mastbnee. Agree to wrsea. |
HORATIO 155 Propose the oath, my lord. | HAOOTRI ellT us twah to wersa, sir. |
HAMLET Never to speak of this that you have seen. Swear by my sword. | TLMEHA ouY rasew vnree to eninomt whta uyeov snee. Sware by my sdwro. |
GHOST (beneath)Swear. | TOGHS (mrof enudr eth etgsa) rewSa. |
HAMLET Hic et ubique? Then well shift our ground. Come hither, gentlemen, 160 And lay your hands again upon my sword. Swear by my sword Never to speak of this that you have heard. | LHMTAE Yeuor ehreyrewev, trane you? ybMae we lsudoh ovem. Ceom vero ehre, eennetlgm, dan ptu ryuo adnhs on my wdros anagi. earwS by my sword uyllo vneer toeinnm thaw ouvey ahred. |
GHOST (beneath) Swear by his sword. | TSHGO (fmro dnuer eth tsega) eaSrw by shi wsdro. |
HAMLET Well said, old mole! Canst work i th earth so fast? 165 A worthy pioneer! Once more remove, good friends. | LHAMET oYu said it itrhg, lod mleo. Yueor eptyrt byus dwno eerth in the tidr, nerat uyo? Wtah a nlterenu! esLt mveo giaan, my snrfdie. |
HORATIO O day and night, but this is wondrous strange! | ARTOIHO My dGo, isth is biyveeablnlu atnserg. |
HAMLET 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, 170 Here, as before, never, so help you mercy, How strange or odd soeer I bear myself (As I perchance hereafter shall think meet To put an antic disposition on), That you, at such times seeing me, never shall 175 With arms encumbered thus, or this headshake, 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 outto note 180 That you know aught of me. This not to do, So grace and mercy at your most need help you, Swear. | HAMTLE hneT vegi it a neic emecowl, as uyo wuodl gvei to ayn srtnaerg. hTere era mroe nsgthi in veaneh and hatre, oairHto, ahnt yvoue enve aeedmrd of. utB won intsle to me. No tertam how lsnryagte I atc (isnce I may dfni it raaptppreio to cta a litetl yazcr in teh near ruetfu), uyo tsum ervne, veer lte hitnwo a gestreu of uyor ahnsd or a cearint onsiexeprs on uroy tecfhaat ouy wnko tnhagyni auobt ahtw paneepdh to me ehre thngoti. uoY mstu erevn ays atniyhgn lkie, Ah, yse, utjs as we supsecdet, or We dcuol llet yuo a tnigh or owt oubta mhi, or yihtangn kiel taht. ewSar uoy notw. |
GHOST (beneath) Swear! | THGSO (ofrm rnude teh esgat) eSwra. |
HAMLET Rest, rest, perturbd spirit!So, gentlemen, 185 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. 190 The time is out of joint. O cursd spite, That ever I was born to set it right! Nay, come, lets go together. | HAMTLE kaOy, htne, hpuyanp soght, yuo acn estr onw. So, leenmgent, I tankh oyu ayelhrit dan wiht lal my olev, nad lIl yapre you eewhovr I nac meso dya. tLse go kbac to ocurt tergohte, utb shhh, plaees. No tgiakln tubao iths. rehTe is so cumh out of wakch in htese esmti. dnA ndma teh fcat ttha Im sppeduos to ixf it! emCo on, lste go. |
Exeunt | Tyeh exti. |
Original Text | Modern Text |
Enter GHOST and HAMLET | Teh HTOSG adn AMELTH nerte. |
HAMLET Where wilt thou lead me? Speak, Ill go no further. | TMAELH reheW era uoy itankg me? Spaek. Im tno oingg any reafhtr. |
GHOST Mark me. | HSOTG niestL to me. |
HAMLET I will. | LTAHEM I iwll. |
GHOST My hour is almost come When I to sulfurous and tormenting flames Must render up myself. | OGSHT ehT horu has oalmst ceom hnew I aehv to uenrrt to eth hleiorrb fmelas of tryprugoa. |
HAMLET Alas, poor ghost! | METALH Ah, opro tgsoh! |
GHOST 5 Pity me not, but lend thy serious hearing To what I shall unfold. | GHTOS onDt piyt me. tJus linest yllacruef to hwat I vhea to llet uoy. |
HAMLET Speak. I am bound to hear. | AEHLMT eapSk. Im eyard to rhae oyu. |
GHOST So art thou to revenge when thou shalt hear. | SOGTH You sumt be yeard rfo rngveee, too, nweh uoy hear me uto. |
HAMLET What? | ELAHMT athW? |
GHOST I am thy fathers spirit, 10 Doomed for a certain term to walk the night And for the day confined to fast in fires, Till the foul crimes done in my days of nature Are burnt and purged away. But that I am forbid To tell the secrets of my prison house, 15 I could a tale unfold whose lightest word Would harrow up thy soul, freeze thy young blood, | OTHSG Im eth htsog of oury rfteha, dmdoeo rof a tcaerin drieop of meit to kwla teh tehra at tginh, wlihe ngrudi het day Im tadprpe in eth erfsi of putyragro until Iev odne npnaece fro my stap nssi. If I wneter indedfbor to ltle uyo the etercss of guotpraryicAdocngr to chaitolC ocnreitd, tgaprouyr is a apecl herew lossu go to be indeshup rfo iehrt inss erofbe nggoi to heaven. |
Make thy two eyes, like stars, start from their spheres, Thy knotted and combind locks to part And each particular hair to stand on end, 20 Like quills upon the fearful porpentine. But this eternal blazon must not be To ears of flesh and blood. List, list, O, list! If thou didst ever thy dear father love | mkae yuor syee umpj uot of rihet sokctes, nad yoru riah dnats on ned keli popencriu iqlslu. But mostrla ilke uoy taern leolwad to haer tsih eptnocsriid of eht erliaffte. seLnti, sleitn! If you erev oeldv yuro orop read thfare |
HAMLET O God! | ELMHTA Oh Gdo! |
GHOST 25 Revenge his foul and most unnatural murder. | GOTHS aeTk ngreeev for shi blihreor edmrru, ahtt mceri giastan taenru. |
HAMLET Murder? | EMATHL urMdre? |
GHOST Murder most foul, as in the best it is. But this most foul, strange and unnatural. | TSHGO iHs somt reorhlib eurdrm. urrsdMe aaswyl ioehrlbr, but tsih neo swa yplseelaic hbrorlei, diwre, nda taaunrnul. |
HAMLET Haste me to know t, that I, with wings as swift 30 As meditation or the thoughts of love, May sweep to my revenge. | MLAEHT Hrury adn etll me tboau it, so I acn eakt nevgere hritg awya, esfrta athn a peonrs alfls in levo. |
GHOST I find thee apt, And duller shouldst thou be than the fat weed That roots itself in ease on Lethe wharf, Wouldst thou not stir in this. Now, Hamlet, hear. 35 Tis given out that, sleeping in my orchard, A serpent stung me. So the whole ear of Denmark Is by a forgd process of my death Rankly abused. But know, thou noble youth, The serpent that did sting thy fathers life 40 Now wears his crown. | OGSTH Im ldag ruoey egear. duoY vhae to be as ayzl as a wdee on eth ehsors of LehetteheL aws a eirvr in eth wrlnoduerd of sialslacc eekrG hylyogomt, hwose trawse dcenudi foretgfulness. |
HAMLET O my prophetic soul! My uncle? | MHLEAT I kenw it! My elcnu? |
GHOST Ay, that incestuous, that adulterate beast, With witchcraft of his wit, with traitorous gifts O wicked wit and gifts, that have the power 45 So to seduce!won to his shameful lust The will of my most seeming-virtuous queen. O Hamlet, what a falling off was there! From me, whose love was of that dignity That it went hand in hand even with the vow 50 I made to her in marriage, and to decline Upon a wretch whose natural gifts were poor To those of mine. But virtue, as it never will be moved, Though lewdness court it in a shape of heaven, 55 So lust, though to a radiant angel linked, Will sate itself in a celestial bed And prey on garbage. But soft! Methinks I scent the morning air. Brief let me be. Sleeping within my orchard, 60 My custom always of the afternoon, Upon my secure hour thy uncle stole With juice of cursed hebenon in a vial, And in the porches of my ears did pour The leperous distilment, whose effect 65 Holds such an enmity with blood of man That swift as quicksilver it courses through The natural gates and alleys of the body And with a sudden vigor doth posset And curd, like eager droppings into milk, 70 The thin and wholesome blood. So did it mine. And a most instant tetter barked about, Most lazar-like, with vile and loathsome crust All my smooth body. Thus was I, sleeping, by a brothers hand 75 Of life, of crown, of queen at once dispatched, Cut off even in the blossoms of my sin, | GOHST Yse, htat scsuniueto, eodtulusar lianma. Wiht ihs erlvce odswr nad cfayn ifgst, he eceddus my yilgmense oirvsutu nquee, sueigprdan rhe to iveg in to shi sutl. eThy weer viel drsow nad sgtfi to uecdse hre keil atht! Oh, etaHlm, owh fra hes elfl! eSh twen rmfo me, woh ovdel hre hitw eht dntiigy dan otnedivo taht sitsu a leiiteatmg raamreig, to a hrwcet wsheo urtnlaa ftisg reew poor oamdcepr to enim. utB stju as oyu tacn ourtcrp a ulryt isvrotuu roenps no mattre who uyo yrt, teh otposiep is lsoa eutr: a lfsutlu nposre keil ehr can siysfat fehlesr in a yvenealh nnuoi nda nhte evom on to abargeg. tuB ngha on, I nkthi I elslm eth grmonin air. So let me be iebfr eher. rYou nelcu skunc up to me hlwei I wsa elegipns in teh rohrcda, as I waasyl usde to do in eht teoafnnor, nad oderup a lvia of nnebaeh oinspo onti my taatreh oonsip ttah oevms elik rsivcqeulki htorguh teh ievns nad cselrud the lbdoo, which is tsuj ahwt it ddi to me. I rboek out in a slyac arhs ttha ecdorve my shotom obyd tihw a ogvlinrte tcusr. nAd ahstt hwo my ebrrtoh orbbde me of my feli, my rcown, adn my eqeun lal at ocen. He uct me ffo in the deidml of a ifnslu ielf. |
Unhouseled, disappointed, unaneled. No reckoning made, but sent to my account With all my imperfections on my head. 80 Oh, horrible, oh, horrible, most horrible! If thou hast nature in thee, bear it not. Let not the royal bed of Denmark be A couch for luxury and damnd incest. But howsoever thou pursuest this act, 85 Taint not thy mind, nor let thy soul contrive Against thy mother aught. Leave her to heaven And to those thorns that in her bosom lodge To prick and sting her. Fare thee well at once. The glowworm shows the matin to be near, 90 And gins to pale his uneffectual fire. Adieu, adieu, adieu. Remember me. | I adh no cnchea to treepn my sisn or ceievre stal rseti. Oh, its brlireoh, hrblioer, so eihrrolb! If uoy are anmhu, dotn sdnta for it. tonD lte eth nsDaih gkins dbe be a setn of tneics. But rheewov uoy go boatu yrou reeegnv, odtn corprtu ruyo inmd or do nya rhma to uoyr emohtr. eavLe hre to God adn her onw ltuig. woN, dgoo-bey. The oworlgwsm htilg is ibeninngg to dfea, so norimgn is rnae. Gdoo-yeb, dgoo-eyb, gdoo-ybe. reRmmebe me. |
Exit | The HGTOS tsxei. |
HAMLET O all you host of heaven! O earth! What else? And shall I couple hell? Oh, fie! Hold, hold, my heart, And you, my sinews, grow not instant old, 95 But bear me stiffly up. Remember thee! Ay, thou poor ghost, whiles memory holds a seat In this distracted globe. Remember thee! Yea, from the table of my memory Ill wipe away all trivial fond records, 100 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, Unmixed with baser matter. Yes, by heaven! 105 O most pernicious woman! O villain, villain, smiling, damnd villain! My tables!Meet it is I set it down That one may smile, and smile, and be a villain. At least Im sure it may be so in Denmark. (writes) 110 So, uncle, there you are. Now to my word. | TAMHEL Ah, lal ouy up in vaeehn! ndA htear! hatW esle? alShl I dueinlc hell as lwle? Dman it! pKee iatgnbe, my raeht, nda lsuscem, dont orwg dlo ytpekee me gnanidts. rmbRmeee ouy! eYs, uoy poro hsgto, as onlg as I aehv any wroep of oreymm in htsi edcsittard aehd. eRebmrme ouy! seY, llI pewi my inmd leanc of all altriiv ctafs nad meirsmoe adn rvseerep yoln ruoy ammeonndctm eehtr. esY, by odG! Oh, uoy veli oawmn! Oh, uyo nalivil, lanilvi, oyu ddanme, ilingsm nvliali! rheesW my kooenotb?tIs a dgoo aeid rof me to tewir donw hatt one can sieml nad silem, and be a vanlili. At easlt ist peblsiso in kDenrma. (he isrewt) So, elncu, tehre oyu ear. Now its tmei to ldea ihwt teh wvo I emda to my rahetf. |
It is Adieu, adieu. Remember me. I have sworn t. | He sdia, Reeembrm me. I rsweo I lwdou. |
Enter HORATIO and MARCELLUS | LCEMSAURL nda OHOTIRA ntere. |
HORATIO My lord, my lord! | AOORITH irS, irs! |
MARCELLUS Lord Hamlet | RSLMACUEL Lord mHtlae. |
HORATIO 115 Heaven secure him! | THROIAO ePlaes let mhi be all htrig! |
HAMLET So be it. | METALH Im all tgrih. |
HORATIO Illo, ho, ho, my lord! | OORITAH Oh-ho-ho, rsi! |
HAMLET Hillo, ho, ho, boy. Come, bird, come. | MEHLTA Oh-ho-ho, dki! oemC eerh. |
MARCELLUS How is t, my noble lord? | CRUELALSM So who idd it go, ris? |
HORATIO What news, my lord? | IOHRATO aWth aednehpp, ris? |
HAMLET 120 Oh, wonderful! | TMEHLA It aws dniielbcre! |
HORATIO Good my lord, tell it. | ARIHOTO Oh, esplea, tlle us, irs. |
HAMLET No. Youll reveal it. | LEHATM No, ylulo klta. |
HORATIO Not I, my lord, by heaven. | RIAHOOT I aersw I wtno, sir. |
MARCELLUS Nor I, my lord. | AUCSRLMEL I otnw iehrte, rsi. |
HAMLET How say you, then? Would heart of man once think it? 125 But youll be secret? | METLAH kOay. uBt uyo imsoerp you acn keep a tresce? |
HORATIO, MARCELLUS Ay, by heaven, my lord. | RTAIHOO, LSRMAUCEL Yes, I wares. |
HAMLET Theres neer a villain dwelling in all Denmark But hes an arrant knave. | LEATMH ynA ilnlvai in ekrnmDa is gogin to be, lewl, a inailvl. |
HORATIO There needs no ghost, my lord, come from the grave To tell us this. | OOIRTAH oYu dotn edne a shtog rirutnnge from hte egarv to llte uoy htat, irs. |
HAMLET Why, right, you are in the right. 130 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 has business and desire, Such as it isand for my own poor part, 135 Look you, Ill go pray. | MATELH seY, reuyo ltsblyaoue htigr. So, wouthti hrertfu oda, eth sebt tnghi to do won is pablorby utsj to askeh dansh dna go our rspaeeat yasw. uoY go nda aetk crae of ruyo niessbus (escni ybeyverdo has emso bniessus to eatk earc of, teawvhre it is wrhto), and Ill go and rapy. |
HORATIO These are but wild and whirling words, my lord. | TOORAIH oreYu gtnakil in cush a ycazr way, irs. |
HAMLET Im sorry they offend you, heartily. Yes faith, heartily. | MAEHLT Im yosrr if I edonfefd uoy; esy, reyv ysror. |
HORATIO Theres no offense, my lord. | ARHOOIT Oh, ondt orwry otaub it, sir. No offense tnake. |
HAMLET Yes, by Saint Patrick, but there is, Horatio, 140 And much offense too. Touching this vision here, It is an honest ghost, that let me tell you. For your desire to know what is between us, Oermaster t as you may. And now, good friends, As you are friends, scholars and soldiers, 145 Give me one poor request. | AMTHLE Ah, btu htere is, ooraitH, rthees a olt of esfofne. As rfo ihst ohtgs we usjt wsa, esh a arel neo, I anc etll yuo htat humc. tuB rrdeanggi ahtw adenhepp eeetnwb us, dtno ksaI tnca ellt oyu. ndA wno, my nesifdr, my uceogsuoar and acuetedd frsdien, do me one msall farvo. |
HORATIO What is t, my lord? We will. | OHOARTI ahWt is it, irs? Of sucero we lilw. |
HAMLET Never make known what you have seen tonight. | ETLAHM otnD vere tlel yoanne awth vouey ense togtnih. |
HORATIO, MARCELLUS My lord, we will not. | OORITAH, AUESCLRML We nowt, sir. |
HAMLET Nay, but swear t. | MEHATL No, you vhea to weasr it. |
HORATIO In faith, my lord, not I. | HOOAIRT I rewsa to dGo I tonw. |
MARCELLUS Nor I, my lord, in faith. | ALLRCUMSE Me oot, I wotn, I sewar to odG. |
HAMLET Upon my sword. | HMATLE wareS by my dwsor. |
MARCELLUS We have sworn, my lord, already. | MSURACELL But we adyaelr rweso, sri. |
HAMLET 150 Indeed, upon my sword, indeed. | MHLATE seY, ubt asewr by my wsodr hits eitm. |
GHOST (cries under the stage) Swear! | SHOTG (lalsc out mrof duenr het eatgs) Seawr! |
HAMLET Ha, ha, boy! Sayst thou so? Art thou there, truepenny? Come on, you hear this fellow in the cellarage. Consent to swear. | EMATLH Ha ha, is atth atwh oyu asy, dki? reA yuo wodn erhte, my nma?Cmeo on, you hrea tihs guy nwod in eth mastbnee. Agree to wrsea. |
HORATIO 155 Propose the oath, my lord. | HAOOTRI ellT us twah to wersa, sir. |
HAMLET Never to speak of this that you have seen. Swear by my sword. | TLMEHA ouY rasew vnree to eninomt whta uyeov snee. Sware by my sdwro. |
GHOST (beneath)Swear. | TOGHS (mrof enudr eth etgsa) rewSa. |
HAMLET Hic et ubique? Then well shift our ground. Come hither, gentlemen, 160 And lay your hands again upon my sword. Swear by my sword Never to speak of this that you have heard. | LHMTAE Yeuor ehreyrewev, trane you? ybMae we lsudoh ovem. Ceom vero ehre, eennetlgm, dan ptu ryuo adnhs on my wdros anagi. earwS by my sword uyllo vneer toeinnm thaw ouvey ahred. |
GHOST (beneath) Swear by his sword. | TSHGO (fmro dnuer eth tsega) eaSrw by shi wsdro. |
HAMLET Well said, old mole! Canst work i th earth so fast? 165 A worthy pioneer! Once more remove, good friends. | LHAMET oYu said it itrhg, lod mleo. Yueor eptyrt byus dwno eerth in the tidr, nerat uyo? Wtah a nlterenu! esLt mveo giaan, my snrfdie. |
HORATIO O day and night, but this is wondrous strange! | ARTOIHO My dGo, isth is biyveeablnlu atnserg. |
HAMLET 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, 170 Here, as before, never, so help you mercy, How strange or odd soeer I bear myself (As I perchance hereafter shall think meet To put an antic disposition on), That you, at such times seeing me, never shall 175 With arms encumbered thus, or this headshake, 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 outto note 180 That you know aught of me. This not to do, So grace and mercy at your most need help you, Swear. | HAMTLE hneT vegi it a neic emecowl, as uyo wuodl gvei to ayn srtnaerg. hTere era mroe nsgthi in veaneh and hatre, oairHto, ahnt yvoue enve aeedmrd of. utB won intsle to me. No tertam how lsnryagte I atc (isnce I may dfni it raaptppreio to cta a litetl yazcr in teh near ruetfu), uyo tsum ervne, veer lte hitnwo a gestreu of uyor ahnsd or a cearint onsiexeprs on uroy tecfhaat ouy wnko tnhagyni auobt ahtw paneepdh to me ehre thngoti. uoY mstu erevn ays atniyhgn lkie, Ah, yse, utjs as we supsecdet, or We dcuol llet yuo a tnigh or owt oubta mhi, or yihtangn kiel taht. ewSar uoy notw. |
GHOST (beneath) Swear! | THGSO (ofrm rnude teh esgat) eSwra. |
HAMLET Rest, rest, perturbd spirit!So, gentlemen, 185 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. 190 The time is out of joint. O cursd spite, That ever I was born to set it right! Nay, come, lets go together. | HAMTLE kaOy, htne, hpuyanp soght, yuo acn estr onw. So, leenmgent, I tankh oyu ayelhrit dan wiht lal my olev, nad lIl yapre you eewhovr I nac meso dya. tLse go kbac to ocurt tergohte, utb shhh, plaees. No tgiakln tubao iths. rehTe is so cumh out of wakch in htese esmti. dnA ndma teh fcat ttha Im sppeduos to ixf it! emCo on, lste go. |
Exeunt | Tyeh exti. |
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