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Tragicall Historie of

HAMLET

Prince of Denmarke

By William Shake-fpeare.

As it hath beene diuerfe times acted by his Highneffe feruants in the Cittie of London: as alfo in the two Vniuerfities of Cambridge and Oxford, and elfe-where

[VIGNETTE.]

At London printed for N.L. and Iohn Trundell.

1603.

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I haue feene nothing.

Mar. Horatio fayes tis but our fantasie,

And wil not let beliefe take hold of him,
Touching this dreaded fight twice feene by vs,

[I, i, 26.] Therefore I haue intreated him a long with vs

To watch the minutes of this night,

That if againe this apparition come,
He may approoue our eyes,and speake to it.

Hor. Tut, t'will not appeare.

2. Sit downe I pray, and let vs once againe

Affaile your eares that are so fortified,

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What we haue two nights feene.

Hor. Wel,fit we downe,and let vs heare Bernardo speake
of this.

2. Laft night of al,when yonder starre that's weft-
ward from the pole, had made his course to
Illumine that part of heauen. Where now it burnes,
The bell then towling one.

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Hor. Moft like, it horrors mee with feare and wonder.
2. It would be spoke to.

[I, i, 45.]

Mar. Queftion it Horatio.

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Hor.

What art thou that thus vfurps the ftate,in

Which the Maieftie of buried Denmarke did fometimes
Walke? By heauen I charge thee speake.

Mar. It is offended.

exit Ghoft.

2. See, it stalkes away.

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Hor. Stay, fpeake, speake, by heauen I charge thee

Hor. Afore my God, I might not this beleeue, without the fenfible and true auouch of my owne eyes.

Mar. Is it not like the King?

Hor. As thou art to thy felfe,

Such was the very armor he had on,

When he the ambitious Norway combated.
So frownd he once,when in an angry parle

He fmot the fleaded pollax on the yce,

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[I, i, 64.] Tis ftrange.

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Mar. Thus twice before, and iump at this dead hower,
With Marshall stalke he paffed through our watch.

Hor. In what particular to worke, I know not,

But in the thought and scope of my opinion,

This bodes fome strange eruption to the state.

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Mar. Good,now fit downe, and tell me he that knowes

Why this fame strikt and most obferuant watch,

So nightly toyles the fubiect of the land,

And why fuch dayly coft of brazen Cannon
And forraine marte, for implements of warre,

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Why fuch impreffe of fhip-writes, whofe fore taske
Does not diuide the funday from the weeke:
What might be toward that this fweaty march
Doth make the night ioynt labourer with the day,

Who is't that can informe me?

Hor. Mary that can I, at least the whisper goes fo,
Our late King, who as you know was by Forten-
Braffe of Norway,

Thereto prickt on by a moft emulous caufe, dared to [I, i, 84.] The combate, in which our valiant Hamlet,

For fo this fide of our knowne world esteemed him,
Did flay this Fortenbrasse,

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But loe,behold,fee where it comes againe,

Ile croffe it,though it blaft me: ftay illufion,

If there be any good thing to be done,

That may doe eafe to thee,and grace to mee,
Speake to mee.

[I, i, 133.] If thou art priuy to thy countries fate,

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Which happly foreknowing may preuent, O speake to me,
Or if thou haft extorted in thy life,

Or hoorded treasure in the wombe of earth,

For which they fay you Spirites oft walke in death, speake
to me, stay and speake, speake,ftoppe it Marcellus.

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Marc. Tis gone, O we doe it wrong, being so maiefticall, to offer it the fhew of violence,

For it is as the ayre invelmorable,

And our vaine blowes malitious mockery.

2. It was about to speake when the Cocke crew.
Hor. And then it faded like a guilty thing,

Vpon a fearefull fummons: I haue heard
The Cocke, that is the trumpet to the morning,
Doth with his earely and fhrill crowing throate,
Awake the god of day, and at his found,
Whether in earth or ayre, in fea or fire,
The ftrauagant and erring spirite hies

[I, i, 155.] To his confines, and of the trueth heereof
This prefent obiect made probation.

Marc. It faded on the crowing of the Cocke,

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