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◈ The Tragedy of Hamlet, Prince of Denmark (햄릿) ◈

◇ Act I ◇

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 1. Act I, Scene 1
 2. Act I, Scene 2
 3. Act I, Scene 3
 4. Act I, Scene 4
 5. Act I, Scene 5

1. Act I, Scene 1

0 Elsinore. A platform before the Castle.
 
1 Enter two Sentinels-[first,] Francisco, [who paces up and down at his post; then] Bernardo, [who approaches him].
 
2 Bernardo.
3       Who's there?
4 Francisco.
5       Nay, answer me. Stand and unfold yourself.
6 Bernardo.
7       Long live the King!
8 Francisco.
9       Bernardo?
10 Bernardo.
11       He.
12 Francisco.
13       You come most carefully upon your hour.
14 Bernardo.
15       'Tis now struck twelve. Get thee to bed, Francisco.
16 Francisco.
17       For this relief much thanks. 'Tis bitter cold,
18       And I am sick at heart.
19 Bernardo.
20       Have you had quiet guard?
21 Francisco.
22       Not a mouse stirring.
23 Bernardo.
24       Well, good night.
25       If you do meet Horatio and Marcellus,
26       The rivals of my watch, bid them make haste.
 
27 Enter Horatio and Marcellus.
 
28 Francisco.
29       I think I hear them. Stand, ho! Who is there?
30 Horatio.
31       Friends to this ground.
32 Marcellus.
33       And liegemen to the Dane.
34 Francisco.
35       Give you good night.
36 Marcellus.
37       O, farewell, honest soldier.
38       Who hath reliev'd you?
39 Francisco.
40       Bernardo hath my place.
41       Give you good night.[Exit.]
42 Marcellus.
43       Holla, Bernardo!
44 Bernardo.
45       Say-
46       What, is Horatio there ?
47 Horatio.
48       A piece of him.
49 Bernardo.
50       Welcome, Horatio. Welcome, good Marcellus.
51 Marcellus.
52       What, has this thing appear'd again to-night?
53 Bernardo.
54       I have seen nothing.
55 Marcellus.
56       Horatio says 'tis but our fantasy,
57       And will not let belief take hold of him
58       Touching this dreaded sight, twice seen of us.
59       Therefore I have entreated him along,
60       With us to watch the minutes of this night,
61       That, if again this apparition come,
62       He may approve our eyes and speak to it.
63 Horatio.
64       Tush, tush, 'twill not appear.
65 Bernardo.
66       Sit down awhile,
67       And let us once again assail your ears,
68       That are so fortified against our story,
69       What we two nights have seen.
70 Horatio.
71       Well, sit we down,
72       And let us hear Bernardo speak of this.
73 Bernardo.
74       Last night of all,
75       When yond same star that's westward from the pole
76       Had made his course t' illume that part of heaven
77       Where now it burns, Marcellus and myself,
78       The bell then beating one-
 
79 Enter Ghost.
 
80 Marcellus.
81       Peace! break thee off! Look where it comes again!
82 Bernardo.
83       In the same figure, like the King that's dead.
84 Marcellus.
85       Thou art a scholar; speak to it, Horatio.
86 Bernardo.
87       Looks it not like the King? Mark it, Horatio.
88 Horatio.
89       Most like. It harrows me with fear and wonder.
90 Bernardo.
91       It would be spoke to.
92 Marcellus.
93       Question it, Horatio.
94 Horatio.
95       What art thou that usurp'st this time of night
96       Together with that fair and warlike form
97       In which the majesty of buried Denmark
98       Did sometimes march? By heaven I charge thee speak!
99 Marcellus.
100       It is offended.
101 Bernardo.
102       See, it stalks away!
103 Horatio.
104       Stay! Speak, speak! I charge thee speak!
 
105 Exit Ghost.
 
106 Marcellus.
107       'Tis gone and will not answer.
108 Bernardo.
109       How now, Horatio? You tremble and look pale.
110       Is not this something more than fantasy?
111       What think you on't?
112 Horatio.
113       Before my God, I might not this believe
114       Without the sensible and true avouch
115       Of mine own eyes.
116 Marcellus.
117       Is it not like the King?
118 Horatio.
119       As thou art to thyself.
120       Such was the very armour he had on
121       When he th' ambitious Norway combated.
122       So frown'd he once when, in an angry parle,
123       He smote the sledded Polacks on the ice.
124       'Tis strange.
125 Marcellus.
126       Thus twice before, and jump at this dead hour,
127       With martial stalk hath he gone by our watch.
128 Horatio.
129       In what particular thought to work I know not;
130       But, in the gross and scope of my opinion,
131       This bodes some strange eruption to our state.
132 Marcellus.
133       Good now, sit down, and tell me he that knows,
134       Why this same strict and most observant watch
135       So nightly toils the subject of the land,
136       And why such daily cast of brazen cannon
137       And foreign mart for implements of war;
138       Why such impress of shipwrights, whose sore task
139       Does not divide the Sunday from the week.
140       What might be toward, that this sweaty haste
141       Doth make the night joint-labourer with the day?
142       Who is't that can inform me?
143 Horatio.
144       That can I.
145       At least, the whisper goes so. Our last king,
146       Whose image even but now appear'd to us,
147       Was, as you know, by Fortinbras of Norway,
148       Thereto prick'd on by a most emulate pride,
149       Dar'd to the combat; in which our valiant Hamlet
150       (For so this side of our known world esteem'd him)
151       Did slay this Fortinbras; who, by a seal'd compact,
152       Well ratified by law and heraldry,
153       Did forfeit, with his life, all those his lands
154       Which he stood seiz'd of, to the conqueror;
155       Against the which a moiety competent
156       Was gaged by our king; which had return'd
157       To the inheritance of Fortinbras,
158       Had he been vanquisher, as, by the same cov'nant
159       And carriage of the article design'd,
160       His fell to Hamlet. Now, sir, young Fortinbras,
161       Of unimproved mettle hot and full,
162       Hath in the skirts of Norway, here and there,
163       Shark'd up a list of lawless resolutes,
164       For food and diet, to some enterprise
165       That hath a stomach in't; which is no other,
166       As it doth well appear unto our state,
167       But to recover of us, by strong hand
168       And terms compulsatory, those foresaid lands
169       So by his father lost; and this, I take it,
170       Is the main motive of our preparations,
171       The source of this our watch, and the chief head
172       Of this post-haste and romage in the land.
173 Bernardo.
174       I think it be no other but e'en so.
175       Well may it sort that this portentous figure
176       Comes armed through our watch, so like the King
177       That was and is the question of these wars.
178 Horatio.
179       A mote it is to trouble the mind's eye.
180       In the most high and palmy state of Rome,
181       A little ere the mightiest Julius fell,
182       The graves stood tenantless, and the sheeted dead
183       Did squeak and gibber in the Roman streets;
184       As stars with trains of fire, and dews of blood,
185       Disasters in the sun; and the moist star
186       Upon whose influence Neptune's empire stands
187       Was sick almost to doomsday with eclipse.
188       And even the like precurse of fierce events,
189       As harbingers preceding still the fates
190       And prologue to the omen coming on,
191       Have heaven and earth together demonstrated
192       Unto our climature and countrymen.
193       [Enter Ghost again.]
194       But soft! behold! Lo, where it comes again!
195       I'll cross it, though it blast me.- Stay illusion!
196       [Spreads his arms.]
197       If thou hast any sound, or use of voice,
198       Speak to me.
199       If there be any good thing to be done,
200       That may to thee do ease, and, grace to me,
201       Speak to me.
202       If thou art privy to thy country's fate,
203       Which happily foreknowing may avoid,
204       O, speak!
205       Or if thou hast uphoarded in thy life
206       Extorted treasure in the womb of earth
207       (For which, they say, you spirits oft walk in death),
208       [The cock crows.]
209       Speak of it! Stay, and speak!- Stop it, Marcellus!
210 Marcellus.
211       Shall I strike at it with my partisan?
212 Horatio.
213       Do, if it will not stand.
214 Bernardo.
215       'Tis here!
216 Horatio.
217       'Tis here!
218 Marcellus.
219       'Tis gone!
220       [Exit Ghost.]
221       We do it wrong, being so majestical,
222       To offer it the show of violence;
223       For it is as the air, invulnerable,
224       And our vain blows malicious mockery.
225 Bernardo.
226       It was about to speak, when the cock crew.
227 Horatio.
228       And then it started, like a guilty thing
229       Upon a fearful summons. I have heard
230       The cock, that is the trumpet to the morn,
231       Doth with his lofty and shrill-sounding throat
232       Awake the god of day; and at his warning,
233       Whether in sea or fire, in earth or air,
234       Th' extravagant and erring spirit hies
235       To his confine; and of the truth herein
236       This present object made probation.
237 Marcellus.
238       It faded on the crowing of the cock.
239       Some say that ever, 'gainst that season comes
240       Wherein our Saviour's birth is celebrated,
241       The bird of dawning singeth all night long;
242       And then, they say, no spirit dare stir abroad,
243       The nights are wholesome, then no planets strike,
244       No fairy takes, nor witch hath power to charm,
245       So hallow'd and so gracious is the time.
246 Horatio.
247       So have I heard and do in part believe it.
248       But look, the morn, in russet mantle clad,
249       Walks o'er the dew of yon high eastward hill.
250       Break we our watch up; and by my advice
251       Let us impart what we have seen to-night
252       Unto young Hamlet; for, upon my life,
253       This spirit, dumb to us, will speak to him.
254       Do you consent we shall acquaint him with it,
255       As needful in our loves, fitting our duty?
256       Let's do't, I pray; and I this morning know
257       Where we shall find him most conveniently.
 
258 Exeunt.
 

2. Act I, Scene 2

0 Elsinore. A room of state in the Castle.
 
1 Flourish. [Enter Claudius, King of Denmark, Gertrude the Queen, Hamlet, Polonius, Laertes and his sister Ophelia, [Voltemand, Cornelius,] Lords Attendant.
 
2 Claudius.
3       Though yet of Hamlet our dear brother's death
4       The memory be green, and that it us befitted
5       To bear our hearts in grief, and our whole kingdom
6       To be contracted in one brow of woe,
7       Yet so far hath discretion fought with nature
8       That we with wisest sorrow think on him
9       Together with remembrance of ourselves.
10       Therefore our sometime sister, now our queen,
11       Th' imperial jointress to this warlike state,
12       Have we, as 'twere with a defeated joy,
13       With an auspicious, and a dropping eye,
14       With mirth in funeral, and with dirge in marriage,
15       In equal scale weighing delight and dole,
16       Taken to wife; nor have we herein barr'd
17       Your better wisdoms, which have freely gone
18       With this affair along. For all, our thanks.
19       Now follows, that you know, young Fortinbras,
20       Holding a weak supposal of our worth,
21       Or thinking by our late dear brother's death
22       Our state to be disjoint and out of frame,
23       Colleagued with this dream of his advantage,
24       He hath not fail'd to pester us with message
25       Importing the surrender of those lands
26       Lost by his father, with all bands of law,
27       To our most valiant brother. So much for him.
28       Now for ourself and for this time of meeting.
29       Thus much the business is: we have here writ
30       To Norway, uncle of young Fortinbras,
31       Who, impotent and bedrid, scarcely hears
32       Of this his nephew's purpose, to suppress
33       His further gait herein, in that the levies,
34       The lists, and full proportions are all made
35       Out of his subject; and we here dispatch
36       You, good Cornelius, and you, Voltemand,
37       For bearers of this greeting to old Norway,
38       Giving to you no further personal power
39       To business with the King, more than the scope
40       Of these dilated articles allow.[Gives a paper.]
41       Farewell, and let your haste commend your duty.
42 Cornelius.
43       [with Voltemand]In that, and all things, will we show our duty.
44 Claudius.
45       We doubt it nothing. Heartily farewell.
46       [Exeunt Voltemand and Cornelius.]
47       And now, Laertes, what's the news with you?
48       You told us of some suit. What is't, Laertes?
49       You cannot speak of reason to the Dane
50       And lose your voice. What wouldst thou beg, Laertes,
51       That shall not be my offer, not thy asking?
52       The head is not more native to the heart,
53       The hand more instrumental to the mouth,
54       Than is the throne of Denmark to thy father.
55       What wouldst thou have, Laertes?
56 Laertes.
57       My dread lord,
58       Your leave and favour to return to France;
59       From whence though willingly I came to Denmark
60       To show my duty in your coronation,
61       Yet now I must confess, that duty done,
62       My thoughts and wishes bend again toward France
63       And bow them to your gracious leave and pardon.
64 Claudius.
65       Have you your father's leave? What says Polonius?
66 Polonius.
67       He hath, my lord, wrung from me my slow leave
68       By laboursome petition, and at last
69       Upon his will I seal'd my hard consent.
70       I do beseech you give him leave to go.
71 Claudius.
72       Take thy fair hour, Laertes. Time be thine,
73       And thy best graces spend it at thy will!
74       But now, my cousin Hamlet, and my son-
75 Hamlet.
76       [aside]A little more than kin, and less than kind!
77 Claudius.
78       How is it that the clouds still hang on you?
79 Hamlet.
80       Not so, my lord. I am too much i' th' sun.
81 Gertrude.
82       Good Hamlet, cast thy nighted colour off,
83       And let thine eye look like a friend on Denmark.
84       Do not for ever with thy vailed lids
85       Seek for thy noble father in the dust.
86       Thou know'st 'tis common. All that lives must die,
87       Passing through nature to eternity.
88 Hamlet.
89       Ay, madam, it is common.
90 Gertrude.
91       If it be,
92       Why seems it so particular with thee?
93 Hamlet.
94       Seems, madam, Nay, it is. I know not 'seems.'
95       'Tis not alone my inky cloak, good mother,
96       Nor customary suits of solemn black,
97       Nor windy suspiration of forc'd breath,
98       No, nor the fruitful river in the eye,
99       Nor the dejected havior of the visage,
100       Together with all forms, moods, shapes of grief,
101       'That can denote me truly. These indeed seem,
102       For they are actions that a man might play;
103       But I have that within which passeth show-
104       These but the trappings and the suits of woe.
105 Claudius.
106       'Tis sweet and commendable in your nature, Hamlet,
107       To give these mourning duties to your father;
108       But you must know, your father lost a father;
109       That father lost, lost his, and the survivor bound
110       In filial obligation for some term
111       To do obsequious sorrow. But to persever
112       In obstinate condolement is a course
113       Of impious stubbornness. 'Tis unmanly grief;
114       It shows a will most incorrect to heaven,
115       A heart unfortified, a mind impatient,
116       An understanding simple and unschool'd;
117       For what we know must be, and is as common
118       As any the most vulgar thing to sense,
119       Why should we in our peevish opposition
120       Take it to heart? Fie! 'tis a fault to heaven,
121       A fault against the dead, a fault to nature,
122       To reason most absurd, whose common theme
123       Is death of fathers, and who still hath cried,
124       From the first corse till he that died to-day,
125       'This must be so.' We pray you throw to earth
126       This unprevailing woe, and think of us
127       As of a father; for let the world take note
128       You are the most immediate to our throne,
129       And with no less nobility of love
130       Than that which dearest father bears his son
131       Do I impart toward you. For your intent
132       In going back to school in Wittenberg,
133       It is most retrograde to our desire;
134       And we beseech you, bend you to remain
135       Here in the cheer and comfort of our eye,
136       Our chiefest courtier, cousin, and our son.
137 Gertrude.
138       Let not thy mother lose her prayers, Hamlet.
139       I pray thee stay with us, go not to Wittenberg.
140 Hamlet.
141       I shall in all my best obey you, madam.
142 Claudius.
143       Why, 'tis a loving and a fair reply.
144       Be as ourself in Denmark. Madam, come.
145       This gentle and unforc'd accord of Hamlet
146       Sits smiling to my heart; in grace whereof,
147       No jocund health that Denmark drinks to-day
148       But the great cannon to the clouds shall tell,
149       And the King's rouse the heaven shall bruit again,
150       Respeaking earthly thunder. Come away.
 
151 Flourish. Exeunt all but Hamlet.
 
152 Hamlet.
153       O that this too too solid flesh would melt,
154       Thaw, and resolve itself into a dew!
155       Or that the Everlasting had not fix'd
156       His canon 'gainst self-slaughter! O God! God!
157       How weary, stale, flat, and unprofitable
158       Seem to me all the uses of this world!
159       Fie on't! ah, fie! 'Tis an unweeded garden
160       That grows to seed; things rank and gross in nature
161       Possess it merely. That it should come to this!
162       But two months dead! Nay, not so much, not two.
163       So excellent a king, that was to this
164       Hyperion to a satyr; so loving to my mother
165       That he might not beteem the winds of heaven
166       Visit her face too roughly. Heaven and earth!
167       Must I remember? Why, she would hang on him
168       As if increase of appetite had grown
169       By what it fed on; and yet, within a month-
170       Let me not think on't! Frailty, thy name is woman!-
171       A little month, or ere those shoes were old
172       With which she followed my poor father's body
173       Like Niobe, all tears- why she, even she
174       (O God! a beast that wants discourse of reason
175       Would have mourn'd longer)married with my uncle;
176       My father's brother, but no more like my father
177       Than I to Hercules. Within a month,
178       Ere yet the salt of most unrighteous tears
179       Had left the flushing in her galled eyes,
180       She married. O, most wicked speed, to post
181       With such dexterity to incestuous sheets!
182       It is not, nor it cannot come to good.
183       But break my heart, for I must hold my tongue!
 
184 Enter Horatio, Marcellus, and Bernardo.
 
185 Horatio.
186       Hail to your lordship!
187 Hamlet.
188       I am glad to see you well.
189       Horatio!- or I do forget myself.
190 Horatio.
191       The same, my lord, and your poor servant ever.
192 Hamlet.
193       Sir, my good friend- I'll change that name with you.
194       And what make you from Wittenberg, Horatio?
195       Marcellus?
196 Marcellus.
197       My good lord!
198 Hamlet.
199       I am very glad to see you.-[To Bernardo]Good even, sir.-
200       But what, in faith, make you from Wittenberg?
201 Horatio.
202       A truant disposition, good my lord.
203 Hamlet.
204       I would not hear your enemy say so,
205       Nor shall you do my ear that violence
206       To make it truster of your own report
207       Against yourself. I know you are no truant.
208       But what is your affair in Elsinore?
209       We'll teach you to drink deep ere you depart.
210 Horatio.
211       My lord, I came to see your father's funeral.
212 Hamlet.
213       I prithee do not mock me, fellow student.
214       I think it was to see my mother's wedding.
215 Horatio.
216       Indeed, my lord, it followed hard upon.
217 Hamlet.
218       Thrift, thrift, Horatio! The funeral bak'd meats
219       Did coldly furnish forth the marriage tables.
220       Would I had met my dearest foe in heaven
221       Or ever I had seen that day, Horatio!
222       My father- methinks I see my father.
223 Horatio.
224       O, where, my lord?
225 Hamlet.
226       In my mind's eye, Horatio.
227 Horatio.
228       I saw him once. He was a goodly king.
229 Hamlet.
230       He was a man, take him for all in all.
231       I shall not look upon his like again.
232 Horatio.
233       My lord, I think I saw him yesternight.
234 Hamlet.
235       Saw? who?
236 Horatio.
237       My lord, the King your father.
238 Hamlet.
239       The King my father?
240 Horatio.
241       Season your admiration for a while
242       With an attent ear, till I may deliver
243       Upon the witness of these gentlemen,
244       This marvel to you.
245 Hamlet.
246       For God's love let me hear!
247 Horatio.
248       Two nights together had these gentlemen
249       (Marcellus and Bernardo)on their watch
250       In the dead vast and middle of the night
251       Been thus encount'red. A figure like your father,
252       Armed at point exactly, cap-a-pe,
253       Appears before them and with solemn march
254       Goes slow and stately by them. Thrice he walk'd
255       By their oppress'd and fear-surprised eyes,
256       Within his truncheon's length; whilst they distill'd
257       Almost to jelly with the act of fear,
258       Stand dumb and speak not to him. This to me
259       In dreadful secrecy impart they did,
260       And I with them the third night kept the watch;
261       Where, as they had deliver'd, both in time,
262       Form of the thing, each word made true and good,
263       The apparition comes. I knew your father.
264       These hands are not more like.
265 Hamlet.
266       But where was this?
267 Marcellus.
268       My lord, upon the platform where we watch'd.
269 Hamlet.
270       Did you not speak to it?
271 Horatio.
272       My lord, I did;
273       But answer made it none. Yet once methought
274       It lifted up it head and did address
275       Itself to motion, like as it would speak;
276       But even then the morning cock crew loud,
277       And at the sound it shrunk in haste away
278       And vanish'd from our sight.
279 Hamlet.
280       'Tis very strange.
281 Horatio.
282       As I do live, my honour'd lord, 'tis true;
283       And we did think it writ down in our duty
284       To let you know of it.
285 Hamlet.
286       Indeed, indeed, sirs. But this troubles me.
287       Hold you the watch to-night?
288 Marcellus.
289       [with Bernardo]We do, my lord.
290 Hamlet.
291       Arm'd, say you?
292 Marcellus.
293       [with Bernardo]Arm'd, my lord.
294 Hamlet.
295       From top to toe?
296 Marcellus.
297       [with Bernardo]My lord, from head to foot.
298 Hamlet.
299       Then saw you not his face?
300 Horatio.
301       O, yes, my lord! He wore his beaver up.
302 Hamlet.
303       What, look'd he frowningly.
304 Horatio.
305       A countenance more in sorrow than in anger.
306 Hamlet.
307       Pale or red?
308 Horatio.
309       Nay, very pale.
310 Hamlet.
311       And fix'd his eyes upon you?
312 Horatio.
313       Most constantly.
314 Hamlet.
315       I would I had been there.
316 Horatio.
317       It would have much amaz'd you.
318 Hamlet.
319       Very like, very like. Stay'd it long?
320 Horatio.
321       While one with moderate haste might tell a hundred.
322 Marcellus.
323       [with Bernardo]Longer, longer.
324 Horatio.
325       Not when I saw't.
326 Hamlet.
327       His beard was grizzled- no?
328 Horatio.
329       It was, as I have seen it in his life,
330       A sable silver'd.
331 Hamlet.
332       I will watch to-night.
333       Perchance 'twill walk again.
334 Horatio.
335       I warr'nt it will.
336 Hamlet.
337       If it assume my noble father's person,
338       I'll speak to it, though hell itself should gape
339       And bid me hold my peace. I pray you all,
340       If you have hitherto conceal'd this sight,
341       Let it be tenable in your silence still;
342       And whatsoever else shall hap to-night,
343       Give it an understanding but no tongue.
344       I will requite your loves. So, fare you well.
345       Upon the platform, 'twixt eleven and twelve,
346       I'll visit you.
347 All.
348       Our duty to your honour.
349 Hamlet.
350       Your loves, as mine to you. Farewell.
351       [Exeunt [all but Hamlet].]
352       My father's spirit- in arms? All is not well.
353       I doubt some foul play. Would the night were come!
354       Till then sit still, my soul. Foul deeds will rise,
355       Though all the earth o'erwhelm them, to men's eyes.
 
356 Exit.
 

3. Act I, Scene 3

0 Elsinore. A room in the house of Polonius.
 
1 Enter Laertes and Ophelia.
 
2 Laertes.
3       My necessaries are embark'd. Farewell.
4       And, sister, as the winds give benefit
5       And convoy is assistant, do not sleep,
6       But let me hear from you.
7 Ophelia.
8       Do you doubt that?
9 Laertes.
10       For Hamlet, and the trifling of his favour,
11       Hold it a fashion, and a toy in blood;
12       A violet in the youth of primy nature,
13       Forward, not permanent- sweet, not lasting;
14       The perfume and suppliance of a minute;
15       No more.
16 Ophelia.
17       No more but so?
18 Laertes.
19       Think it no more.
20       For nature crescent does not grow alone
21       In thews and bulk; but as this temple waxes,
22       The inward service of the mind and soul
23       Grows wide withal. Perhaps he loves you now,
24       And now no soil nor cautel doth besmirch
25       The virtue of his will; but you must fear,
26       His greatness weigh'd, his will is not his own;
27       For he himself is subject to his birth.
28       He may not, as unvalued persons do,
29       Carve for himself, for on his choice depends
30       The safety and health of this whole state,
31       And therefore must his choice be circumscrib'd
32       Unto the voice and yielding of that body
33       Whereof he is the head. Then if he says he loves you,
34       It fits your wisdom so far to believe it
35       As he in his particular act and place
36       May give his saying deed; which is no further
37       Than the main voice of Denmark goes withal.
38       Then weigh what loss your honour may sustain
39       If with too credent ear you list his songs,
40       Or lose your heart, or your chaste treasure open
41       To his unmast'red importunity.
42       Fear it, Ophelia, fear it, my dear sister,
43       And keep you in the rear of your affection,
44       Out of the shot and danger of desire.
45       The chariest maid is prodigal enough
46       If she unmask her beauty to the moon.
47       Virtue itself scopes not calumnious strokes.
48       The canker galls the infants of the spring
49       Too oft before their buttons be disclos'd,
50       And in the morn and liquid dew of youth
51       Contagious blastments are most imminent.
52       Be wary then; best safety lies in fear.
53       Youth to itself rebels, though none else near.
54 Ophelia.
55       I shall th' effect of this good lesson keep
56       As watchman to my heart. But, good my brother,
57       Do not as some ungracious pastors do,
58       Show me the steep and thorny way to heaven,
59       Whiles, like a puff'd and reckless libertine,
60       Himself the primrose path of dalliance treads
61       And recks not his own rede.
62 Laertes.
63       O, fear me not!
64       [Enter Polonius. ]
65       I stay too long. But here my father comes.
66       A double blessing is a double grace;
67       Occasion smiles upon a second leave.
68 Polonius.
69       Yet here, Laertes? Aboard, aboard, for shame!
70       The wind sits in the shoulder of your sail,
71       And you are stay'd for. There- my blessing with thee!
72       And these few precepts in thy memory
73       Look thou character. Give thy thoughts no tongue,
74       Nor any unproportion'd thought his act.
75       Be thou familiar, but by no means vulgar:
76       Those friends thou hast, and their adoption tried,
77       Grapple them unto thy soul with hoops of steel;
78       But do not dull thy palm with entertainment
79       Of each new-hatch'd, unfledg'd comrade. Beware
80       Of entrance to a quarrel; but being in,
81       Bear't that th' opposed may beware of thee.
82       Give every man thine ear, but few thy voice;
83       Take each man's censure, but reserve thy judgment.
84       Costly thy habit as thy purse can buy,
85       But not express'd in fancy; rich, not gaudy;
86       For the apparel oft proclaims the man,
87       And they in France of the best rank and station
88       Are most select and generous, chief in that.
89       Neither a borrower nor a lender be;
90       For loan oft loses both itself and friend,
91       And borrowing dulls the edge of husbandry.
92       This above all- to thine own self be true,
93       And it must follow, as the night the day,
94       Thou canst not then be false to any man.
95       Farewell. My blessing season this in thee!
96 Laertes.
97       Most humbly do I take my leave, my lord.
98 Polonius.
99       The time invites you. Go, your servants tend.
100 Laertes.
101       Farewell, Ophelia, and remember well
102       What I have said to you.
103 Ophelia.
104       'Tis in my memory lock'd,
105       And you yourself shall keep the key of it.
106 Laertes.
107       Farewell.[Exit.]
108 Polonius.
109       What is't, Ophelia, he hath said to you?
110 Ophelia.
111       So please you, something touching the Lord Hamlet.
112 Polonius.
113       Marry, well bethought!
114       'Tis told me he hath very oft of late
115       Given private time to you, and you yourself
116       Have of your audience been most free and bounteous.
117       If it be so- as so 'tis put on me,
118       And that in way of caution- I must tell you
119       You do not understand yourself so clearly
120       As it behooves my daughter and your honour.
121       What is between you? Give me up the truth.
122 Ophelia.
123       He hath, my lord, of late made many tenders
124       Of his affection to me.
125 Polonius.
126       Affection? Pooh! You speak like a green girl,
127       Unsifted in such perilous circumstance.
128       Do you believe his tenders, as you call them?
129 Ophelia.
130       I do not know, my lord, what I should think,
131 Polonius.
132       Marry, I will teach you! Think yourself a baby
133       That you have ta'en these tenders for true pay,
134       Which are not sterling. Tender yourself more dearly,
135       Or(not to crack the wind of the poor phrase,
136       Running it thus)you'll tender me a fool.
137 Ophelia.
138       My lord, he hath importun'd me with love
139       In honourable fashion.
140 Polonius.
141       Ay, fashion you may call it. Go to, go to!
142 Ophelia.
143       And hath given countenance to his speech, my lord,
144       With almost all the holy vows of heaven.
145 Polonius.
146       Ay, springes to catch woodcocks! I do know,
147       When the blood burns, how prodigal the soul
148       Lends the tongue vows. These blazes, daughter,
149       Giving more light than heat, extinct in both
150       Even in their promise, as it is a-making,
151       You must not take for fire. From this time
152       Be something scanter of your maiden presence.
153       Set your entreatments at a higher rate
154       Than a command to parley. For Lord Hamlet,
155       Believe so much in him, that he is young,
156       And with a larger tether may he walk
157       Than may be given you. In few, Ophelia,
158       Do not believe his vows; for they are brokers,
159       Not of that dye which their investments show,
160       But mere implorators of unholy suits,
161       Breathing like sanctified and pious bawds,
162       The better to beguile. This is for all:
163       I would not, in plain terms, from this time forth
164       Have you so slander any moment leisure
165       As to give words or talk with the Lord Hamlet.
166       Look to't, I charge you. Come your ways.
167 Ophelia.
168       I shall obey, my lord.
 
169 Exeunt.

4. Act I, Scene 4

0 Elsinore. The platform before the Castle.
 
1 Enter Hamlet, Horatio, and Marcellus.
 
2 Hamlet.
3       The air bites shrewdly; it is very cold.
4 Horatio.
5       It is a nipping and an eager air.
6 Hamlet.
7       What hour now?
8 Horatio.
9       I think it lacks of twelve.
10 Marcellus.
11       No, it is struck.
12 Horatio.
13       Indeed? I heard it not. It then draws near the season
14       Wherein the spirit held his wont to walk.
15       [A flourish of trumpets, and two pieces go off.]
16       What does this mean, my lord?
17 Hamlet.
18       The King doth wake to-night and takes his rouse,
19       Keeps wassail, and the swagg'ring upspring reels,
20       And, as he drains his draughts of Rhenish down,
21       The kettledrum and trumpet thus bray out
22       The triumph of his pledge.
23 Horatio.
24       Is it a custom?
25 Hamlet.
26       Ay, marry, is't;
27       But to my mind, though I am native here
28       And to the manner born, it is a custom
29       More honour'd in the breach than the observance.
30       This heavy-headed revel east and west
31       Makes us traduc'd and tax'd of other nations;
32       They clip us drunkards and with swinish phrase
33       Soil our addition; and indeed it takes
34       From our achievements, though perform'd at height,
35       The pith and marrow of our attribute.
36       So oft it chances in particular men
37       That, for some vicious mole of nature in them,
38       As in their birth,- wherein they are not guilty,
39       Since nature cannot choose his origin,-
40       By the o'ergrowth of some complexion,
41       Oft breaking down the pales and forts of reason,
42       Or by some habit that too much o'erleavens
43       The form of plausive manners, that these men
44       Carrying, I say, the stamp of one defect,
45       Being nature's livery, or fortune's star,
46       Their virtues else- be they as pure as grace,
47       As infinite as man may undergo-
48       Shall in the general censure take corruption
49       From that particular fault. The dram of e'il
50       Doth all the noble substance often dout To his own scandal.
 
51 Enter Ghost.
 
52 Horatio.
53       Look, my lord, it comes!
54 Hamlet.
55       Angels and ministers of grace defend us!
56       Be thou a spirit of health or goblin damn'd,
57       Bring with thee airs from heaven or blasts from hell,
58       Be thy intents wicked or charitable,
59       Thou com'st in such a questionable shape
60       That I will speak to thee. I'll call thee Hamlet,
61       King, father, royal Dane. O, answer me?
62       Let me not burst in ignorance, but tell
63       Why thy canoniz'd bones, hearsed in death,
64       Have burst their cerements; why the sepulchre
65       Wherein we saw thee quietly inurn'd,
66       Hath op'd his ponderous and marble jaws
67       To cast thee up again. What may this mean
68       That thou, dead corse, again in complete steel,
69       Revisits thus the glimpses of the moon,
70       Making night hideous, and we fools of nature
71       So horridly to shake our disposition
72       With thoughts beyond the reaches of our souls?
73       Say, why is this? wherefore? What should we do?
 
74 Ghost beckons Hamlet.
 
75 Horatio.
76       It beckons you to go away with it,
77       As if it some impartment did desire
78       To you alone.
79 Marcellus.
80       Look with what courteous action
81       It waves you to a more removed ground.
82       But do not go with it!
83 Horatio.
84       No, by no means!
85 Hamlet.
86       It will not speak. Then will I follow it.
87 Horatio.
88       Do not, my lord!
89 Hamlet.
90       Why, what should be the fear?
91       I do not set my life at a pin's fee;
92       And for my soul, what can it do to that,
93       Being a thing immortal as itself?
94       It waves me forth again. I'll follow it.
95 Horatio.
96       What if it tempt you toward the flood, my lord,
97       Or to the dreadful summit of the cliff
98       That beetles o'er his base into the sea,
99       And there assume some other, horrible form
100       Which might deprive your sovereignty of reason
101       And draw you into madness? Think of it.
102       The very place puts toys of desperation,
103       Without more motive, into every brain
104       That looks so many fadoms to the sea
105       And hears it roar beneath.
106 Hamlet.
107       It waves me still.
108       Go on. I'll follow thee.
109 Marcellus.
110       You shall not go, my lord.
111 Hamlet.
112       Hold off your hands!
113 Horatio.
114       Be rul'd. You shall not go.
115 Hamlet.
116       My fate cries out
117       And makes each petty artire in this body
118       As hardy as the Nemean lion's nerve.
119       [Ghost beckons.]
120       Still am I call'd. Unhand me, gentlemen.
121       By heaven, I'll make a ghost of him that lets me!-
122       I say, away!- Go on. I'll follow thee.
 
123 Exeunt Ghost and Hamlet.
 
124 Horatio.
125       He waxes desperate with imagination.
126 Marcellus.
127       Let's follow. 'Tis not fit thus to obey him.
128 Horatio.
129       Have after. To what issue will this come?
130 Marcellus.
131       Something is rotten in the state of Denmark.
132 Horatio.
133       Heaven will direct it.
134 Marcellus.
135       Nay, let's follow him.
 
136 Exeunt.
 

5. Act I, Scene 5

0 Elsinore. The Castle. Another part of the fortifications.
 
1 Enter Ghost and Hamlet.
 
2 Hamlet.
3       Whither wilt thou lead me? Speak! I'll go no further.
4 Father's Ghost.
5       Mark me.
6 Hamlet.
7       I will.
8 Father's Ghost.
9       My hour is almost come,
10       When I to sulph'rous and tormenting flames
11       Must render up myself.
12 Hamlet.
13       Alas, poor ghost!
14 Father's Ghost.
15       Pity me not, but lend thy serious hearing
16       To what I shall unfold.
17 Hamlet.
18       Speak. I am bound to hear.
19 Father's Ghost.
20       So art thou to revenge, when thou shalt hear.
21 Hamlet.
22       What?
23 Father's Ghost.
24       I am thy father's spirit,
25       Doom'd for a certain term to walk the night,
26       And for the day confin'd to fast in fires,
27       Till the foul crimes done in my days of nature
28       Are burnt and purg'd away. But that I am forbid
29       To tell the secrets of my prison house,
30       I could a tale unfold whose lightest word
31       Would harrow up thy soul, freeze thy young blood,
32       Make thy two eyes, like stars, start from their spheres,
33       Thy knotted and combined locks to part,
34       And each particular hair to stand on end
35       Like quills upon the fretful porcupine.
36       But this eternal blazon must not be
37       To ears of flesh and blood. List, list, O, list!
38       If thou didst ever thy dear father love-
39 Hamlet.
40       O God!
41 Father's Ghost.
42       Revenge his foul and most unnatural murther.
43 Hamlet.
44       Murther?
45 Father's Ghost.
46       Murther most foul, as in the best it is;
47       But this most foul, strange, and unnatural.
48 Hamlet.
49       Haste me to know't, that I, with wings as swift
50       As meditation or the thoughts of love,
51       May sweep to my revenge.
52 Father's Ghost.
53       I find thee apt;
54       And duller shouldst thou be than the fat weed
55       That rots itself in ease on Lethe wharf,
56       Wouldst thou not stir in this. Now, Hamlet, hear.
57       'Tis given out that, sleeping in my orchard,
58       A serpent stung me. So the whole ear of Denmark
59       Is by a forged process of my death
60       Rankly abus'd. But know, thou noble youth,
61       The serpent that did sting thy father's life
62       Now wears his crown.
63 Hamlet.
64       O my prophetic soul!
65       My uncle?
66 Father's Ghost.
67       Ay, that incestuous, that adulterate beast,
68       With witchcraft of his wit, with traitorous gifts-
69       O wicked wit and gifts, that have the power
70       So to seduce!- won to his shameful lust
71       The will of my most seeming-virtuous queen.
72       O Hamlet, what a falling-off was there,
73       From me, whose love was of that dignity
74       That it went hand in hand even with the vow
75       I made to her in marriage, and to decline
76       Upon a wretch whose natural gifts were poor
77       To those of mine!
78       But virtue, as it never will be mov'd,
79       Though lewdness court it in a shape of heaven,
80       So lust, though to a radiant angel link'd,
81       Will sate itself in a celestial bed
82       And prey on garbage.
83       But soft! methinks I scent the morning air.
84       Brief let me be. Sleeping within my orchard,
85       My custom always of the afternoon,
86       Upon my secure hour thy uncle stole,
87       With juice of cursed hebona in a vial,
88       And in the porches of my ears did pour
89       The leperous distilment; whose effect
90       Holds such an enmity with blood of man
91       That swift as quicksilver it courses through
92       The natural gates and alleys of the body,
93       And with a sudden vigour it doth posset
94       And curd, like eager droppings into milk,
95       The thin and wholesome blood. So did it mine;
96       And a most instant tetter bark'd about,
97       Most lazar-like, with vile and loathsome crust
98       All my smooth body.
99       Thus was I, sleeping, by a brother's hand
100       Of life, of crown, of queen, at once dispatch'd;
101       Cut off even in the blossoms of my sin,
102       Unhous'led, disappointed, unanel'd,
103       No reckoning made, but sent to my account
104       With all my imperfections on my head.
105 Hamlet.
106       O, horrible! O, horrible! most horrible!
107 Father's Ghost.
108       If thou hast nature in thee, bear it not.
109       Let not the royal bed of Denmark be
110       A couch for luxury and damned incest.
111       But, howsoever thou pursuest this act,
112       Taint not thy mind, nor let thy soul contrive
113       Against thy mother aught. Leave her to heaven,
114       And to those thorns that in her bosom lodge
115       To prick and sting her. Fare thee well at once.
116       The glowworm shows the matin to be near
117       And gins to pale his uneffectual fire.
118       Adieu, adieu, adieu! Remember me.[Exit.]
119 Hamlet.
120       O all you host of heaven! O earth! What else?
121       And shall I couple hell? Hold, hold, my heart!
122       And you, my sinews, grow not instant old,
123       But bear me stiffly up. Remember thee?
124       Ay, thou poor ghost, while memory holds a seat
125       In this distracted globe. Remember thee?
126       Yea, from the table of my memory
127       I'll wipe away all trivial fond records,
128       All saws of books, all forms, all pressures past
129       That youth and observation copied there,
130       And thy commandment all alone shall live
131       Within the book and volume of my brain,
132       Unmix'd with baser matter. Yes, by heaven!
133       O most pernicious woman!
134       O villain, villain, smiling, damned villain!
135       My tables! Meet it is I set it down
136       That one may smile, and smile, and be a villain;
137       At least I am sure it may be so in Denmark.[Writes.]
138       So, uncle, there you are. Now to my word:
139       It is 'Adieu, adieu! Remember me.'
140       I have sworn't.
141 Horatio.
142       [within]My lord, my lord!
 
143 Enter Horatio and Marcellus.
 
144 Marcellus.
145       Lord Hamlet!
146 Horatio.
147       Heaven secure him!
148 Hamlet.
149       So be it!
150 Marcellus.
151       Illo, ho, ho, my lord!
152 Hamlet.
153       Hillo, ho, ho, boy! Come, bird, come.
154 Marcellus.
155       How is't, my noble lord?
156 Horatio.
157       What news, my lord?
158 Marcellus.
159       O, wonderful!
160 Horatio.
161       Good my lord, tell it.
162 Hamlet.
163       No, you will reveal it.
164 Horatio.
165       Not I, my lord, by heaven!
166 Marcellus.
167       Nor I, my lord.
168 Hamlet.
169       How say you then? Would heart of man once think it?
170       But you'll be secret?
171 Marcellus.
172       [with Horatio]Ay, by heaven, my lord.
173 Hamlet.
174       There's neer a villain dwelling in all Denmark
175       But he's an arrant knave.
176 Horatio.
177       There needs no ghost, my lord, come from the grave
178       To tell us this.
179 Hamlet.
180       Why, right! You are in the right!
181       And so, without more circumstance at all,
182       I hold it fit that we shake hands and part;
183       You, as your business and desires shall point you,
184       For every man hath business and desire,
185       Such as it is; and for my own poor part,
186       Look you, I'll go pray.
187 Horatio.
188       These are but wild and whirling words, my lord.
189 Hamlet.
190       I am sorry they offend you, heartily;
191       Yes, faith, heartily.
192 Horatio.
193       There's no offence, my lord.
194 Hamlet.
195       Yes, by Saint Patrick, but there is, Horatio,
196       And much offence too. Touching this vision here,
197       It is an honest ghost, that let me tell you.
198       For your desire to know what is between us,
199       O'ermaster't as you may. And now, good friends,
200       As you are friends, scholars, and soldiers,
201       Give me one poor request.
202 Horatio.
203       What is't, my lord? We will.
204 Hamlet.
205       Never make known what you have seen to-night.
206 Marcellus.
207       [with Horatio]My lord, we will not.
208 Hamlet.
209       Nay, but swear't.
210 Horatio.
211       In faith,
212       My lord, not I.
213 Marcellus.
214       Nor I, my lord- in faith.
215 Hamlet.
216       Upon my sword.
217 Marcellus.
218       We have sworn, my lord, already.
219 Hamlet.
220       Indeed, upon my sword, indeed.
 
221 Ghost cries under the stage.
 
222 Father's Ghost.
223       Swear.
224 Hamlet.
225       Aha boy, say'st thou so? Art thou there, truepenny?
226       Come on! You hear this fellow in the cellarage.
227       Consent to swear.
228 Horatio.
229       Propose the oath, my lord.
230 Hamlet.
231       Never to speak of this that you have seen.
232       Swear by my sword.
233 Father's Ghost.
234       [beneath]Swear.
235 Hamlet.
236       Hic et ubique? Then we'll shift our ground.
237       Come hither, gentlemen,
238       And lay your hands again upon my sword.
239       Never to speak of this that you have heard:
240       Swear by my sword.
241 Father's Ghost.
242       [beneath]Swear by his sword.
243 Hamlet.
244       Well said, old mole! Canst work i' th' earth so fast?
245       A worthy pioner! Once more remove, good friends."
246 Horatio.
247       O day and night, but this is wondrous strange!
248 Hamlet.
249       And therefore as a stranger give it welcome.
250       There are more things in heaven and earth, Horatio,
251       Than are dreamt of in your philosophy.
252       But come!
253       Here, as before, never, so help you mercy,
254       How strange or odd soe'er I bear myself
255       (As I perchance hereafter shall think meet
256       To put an antic disposition on),
257       That you, at such times seeing me, never shall,
258       With arms encumb'red thus, or this head-shake,
259       Or by pronouncing of some doubtful phrase,
260       As 'Well, well, we know,' or 'We could, an if we would,'
261       Or 'If we list to speak,' or 'There be, an if they might,'
262       Or such ambiguous giving out, to note
263       That you know aught of me- this is not to do,
264       So grace and mercy at your most need help you,
265       Swear.
266 Father's Ghost.
267       [beneath]Swear.
 
268 [They swear.]
 
269 Hamlet.
270       Rest, rest, perturbed spirit! So, gentlemen,
271       With all my love I do commend me to you;
272       And what so poor a man as Hamlet is
273       May do t' express his love and friending to you,
274       God willing, shall not lack. Let us go in together;
275       And still your fingers on your lips, I pray.
276       The time is out of joint. O cursed spite
277       That ever I was born to set it right!
278       Nay, come, let's go together.