Ham. O, all you host of heaven! O earth! What elfe? And shall I couple hell?-O fie !-hold, hold, my heart; And you, my finews, grow not inftant old, I'll wipe away all trivial fond records, O villain, villain, smiling, damned villain ! That one may fmile, and fmile, and be a villain; So, uncle, there you are. [Writing. Now to my word; It is, Adieu, adieu, adieu! remember me. Ham. Hillo, ho, ho, boy! come, bird, come. Enter HORATIO, and MARCELLUS. Mar. How is't, my noble lord? Hor. What news, my lord? C 3 Ham. Ham. O, wonderful! Hor. Good, my lord, tell it. Hor. Not I, my lord, by heaven. Ham. How fay you then; would heart of man once think it ?. But you'll be secret Both. Ay, by heaven, my lord. Ham. There's ne'er a villain,dwelling in all DenBut he's an arrant knave. [mark, Such as it is, and, for my own poor part, Hor. Thefe are but wild and whirling words, my Ham. I am forry they offend you, heartily; [lord. Yes, 'faith, heartily. Hor. There's no offence, my lord. Ham. Yes,by faint Patrick, but there is, Horatio, And much offence too. Touching this vifion here,-It is an honeft ghoft, that let me tell you: For your defire to know what is between us, O'er-mafter it as you may. And now, good friends, As you are friends, fcholars, and foldiers, Give me one poor request. Hor. What is't, my lord? we will. Ham. Never make known what you have feentoBoth. My lord, we will not. [night. Ham. Ham. Nay, but fwear it. Mar. We have sworn, my lord, already. Ham. Ha, ha, boy! say'st thou fo? art thou there, true-penny ? Come on, you hear this fellow in the cellaridge,Confent to fwear. Hor. Propose the oath, my lord. Ham. Never to speak of this that you have seen, Swear by my fword. Ghoft. [beneath.] Swear. Ham.Hic ubique? then we'll fhift our ground:Come hither, gentlemen, And lay your hands again upon my sword: Never to speak of this that you have heard. Ham. Well faid, old mole; can't work i'the earth fo fast? A worthy pioneer-Once more remove, good friends. Hor. O day and night, but this is wondrous strange! Ham. And therefore as a ftranger give it welcome. There are more things in heaven and earth, Horatio, Than are dreamt of in your philofophy. But come ; Here, as before, never, fo help you mercy! That That you, at fuch times feeing me, never shall Swear. Ghoft. [beneath.] Swear. Ham.Reft,reft, perturbed spirit !-So, gentlemen May do, to express his love and befriending to you [Exeun ACT II. SCENE I. An Apartment in POLONIUS' Houfe. Enter POLONIUS, and REYNALDO. Polonius. GIVE him this money, and thefe notes, Reynaldo. Rey. I will, my lord. Pol. You fhall do marvellous wifely, good Rey Before you visit him, to make enquiry [naldo Of his behaviour. Rey Rey. My lord, I did intend it. Pol. Marry, well faid; very well faid. Look you, Enquire me first what Danskers are in Paris; [fir, And how, and who, what means, and where they keep, What company, at what expence; and finding, Pol. And, in part, him ;-but, you may fay,-not Rey. As gaming, my lord. Pol. Ay, or drinking, fencing; fwearing, Quarrelling, drabbing:-You may go fo far. Rey. My lord, that would difhonour him. Pol. 'Faith, no; as you may feafon it in the charge. You must not put another scandal on him, That he is open to incontinency; That's not my meaning: but breathe his faults fo That they may feem the taints of liberty; [quaintly, The flash and out-break of a fiery mind; A favagenefs in unreclaimed blood, Of general affault. Rey. But, my good lord, Pol. |