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By the o'ergrowth of some complexion,”
Hor. Look, my lord, it comes!
Ham. Angels and ministers of grace defend us!— Be thou a spirit of health, or goblin damn'd, Bring with thee airs from heaven, or blasts from
Be thy intents wicked, or charitable,
3 Humour, 4 De out. 5 Conversable,
Making night hideous; and we fools of nature,
Hor. It beckons you to go away with it,
Mar. Look, with what courteous action
Hor. No, by no means.
Ham. It will not speak; then I will follow it.
Hor. Do not, my lord.
Ham. Why, what should be the fear? I do not set my life at a pin's fee;” And, for my soul, what can it do to that, Being a thing immortal as itself? It waves me forth again;—I'll follow it.
Hor. What, if it tempt you toward the flood, my - lord, Or to the dreadful summit of the cliff, That beetles') o'er his base into the sea 3 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, That looks so many fathoms to the sea, And hears it roar beneath.
Ham. It waves me still:— Go on, I'll follow thee.
• Frame, 7 Remote. * Value. 9 Hangs. * whims,
Mar. You shall not go, my lord.
Ham. Hold off your hands.
And makes each petty artery in this body
A more remote Part of the Platform.
Re-enter Ghost and HAMLET.
Ham. Whither wilt thou lead me? speak, I'll go
no further." Ghost. Mark me. Ham. - I will. * Hinders.
VOL. X. M
Ghost. My hour is almost come, When I to sulphurous and tormenting flames Must render up myself. Ham. Alas, poor ghost! Ghost. Pity me not, but lend thy serious hearing To what I shall unfold. Ham. Speak, I am bound to hear. Ghost. So art thou to revenge, when thou shalt hear. Ham. What? Ghost. I am thy father's spirit; Doom'd for a certain term to walk the night; And, for the day, confin'd to fast in fires, Till the foul crimes, done in my days of nature, Are burnt and purg'd away. But that I am forbid To tell the secrets of my prison-house, I could a tale unfold, whose lightest word Would harrow up thy soul; freeze thy young blood; Make thy two eyes, like stars, start from their spheres; Thy knotted and combined locks to part, Like quills upon the fretful porcupine: But this eternal blazon 3 must not be To ears of flesh and blood:—List, list, O list!— If thou didst ever thy dear father love, Ham. O heaven Ghost. Revenge his foul and most unnatural murder. Ham. Murder 2 Ghost. Murder most foul, as in the best it is ; But this most foul, strange, and unnatural.
Ham. Haste me to know it; that I, with wings as
As meditation, or the thoughts of love,
Ghost. I find thee apt;
Ham. O, my prophetick soul! my uncle !
Ghost. Ay, that incestuous, that adulterate beast, With witchcraft of his wit, with traitorous gifts, (O wicked wit, and gifts, that have the power 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 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 mov’d, Though lewdness court it in a shape of heaven; So lust, though to a radiant angel link'd, Will sate; itself in a celestial bed,
4. Garden. 5 Satiate,