Ham. Upon my sword. Mar. We have sworn, my lord, already. Ham. Ha, ha, boy! say'st thou so? art thou there, true-penny? Come on, you hear this fellow in the cellaridge,Consent to swear. Hor. Propose the oath, my lord. Ham. Never to speak of this that you have seen, Swear by my sword. Ghost. [beneath] Swear. 881 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? 889 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 ! Το To put an antick disposition on,— That you, at such times seeing me, never shall 900 (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), denote That you know aught of me: This do ye swear, So grace Swear. and mercy at your most need help you! Ghost. [beneath] Swear. 910 Ham. Rest, rest, perturbed spirit!-So, gentlemen, 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 ;-O cursed spight! That ever I was born to set it right — Nay, come, let's go together. ACT II, SCENE I. [Exeunt. An Apartment in POLONIUS' House. Enter POLONIUS, and REYNALDO. Polonius. GIVE him this money, and these notes, Reynaldo. Rey. I will, my lord. Diij Pol. Pol. You shall do marvellous wisely, good Rey naldo, Before you visit him, to make enquiry Of his behaviour. Rey. My lord, I did intend it. Pol. Marry, well said; very well said. Look you, sir, Enquire me first what Danskers are in Paris; 10 And how, and who, what means, and where they keep, That they do know my son, come you more nearer; And, in part, him,-Do you mark this, Reynaldo? Pol. And, in part, him ;-but, you may say,-not But, if't be he I mean, he's very wild; Rey. As gaming, my lord. Pol. Ay, or drinking, fencing, swearing, : -You may go so far. C 20 Pol. 'Faith, nó; ás you may season it in the charge. You must not put another scandal on him, That he is open to incontinency; 31 That's not my meaning: but breathe his faults so quaintly, That they may seem the taints of liberty; The flash and out-break of a fiery mind; Of general assault. Rey. But, my good lord, Pol. Wherefore should you do this? I would know that. Pol. Marry, sir, here's my drift; And, 1believe, it is a fetch of warrant: As 'twere a thing a little soil'd i' the working, 40 Mark you, your party in converse, him you would sound, Having ever seen, in the prenominate crimes, The youth, you breathe of, guilty, be assur'd, Rey. Very good, my lord. 50 Pol. And then, sir, does he this,-He does-What was I About to say? I was about to say Something: Where did I leave? Rey. Rey. At, closes in the consequence. Pol. At, closes in the consequence,—Ay, marry; He closes with you thus :-I know the gentleman: I saw him yesterday, or t'other day, Or then, or then; with such, or such; and, as you say, There was he gaming; there o'ertook in his rouse; There falling out at tennis;. or, perchance, I saw him enter such a house of sale, (Videlicet, a brothel) or so forth.-See you now; So, by my former lecture and advice, Shall you my son: You have me, have you not? Pol. God be wi' you; fare you well, Rey. Good my lord, Pol. Observe his inclination in yourself. Rey. I shall, my lord. Pol. And let him ply his musick, Rey. Well, my lord. Enter OPHELIA, 60 79 [Exit. Pol. Farewel, How now, Ophelia? what's the matter? Oph. O, my lord, my lord, I have been so af, frighted! Pol. With what, in the name of heaven? Oph. My lord, as I was sewing in my closet, 89 Lord |