Yes, faith, heartily.

Hor.
There's no offence, my lord.
Ham. Yes, by Saint Patrick, but there is, Horatio,

And much offence too. Touching this vision here,
It is an honest ghost, that let me tell you:
For your desire to know what is between us,
O'ermaster 't as you may. And now, good friends,
As you are friends, scholars and soldiers,

Give me one poor request.

Hor. What is 't, my lord? we will.

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Ham. Never make known what you have seen to-night.

Ham. Indeed, upon my sword, indeed.

Ghost. [Beneath] Swear.

Ham. Ah, ha, boy! say'st thou so? art thou there, true

Hor.

penny?

Come on: you hear this fellow in the cellarage:
Consent to swear.

Propose the oath, my lord.

Ham. Never to speak of this that you have seen,

Swear by my sword.

Ghost. [Beneath] Swear.

Ham. Hic et ubique? then we 'll shift our ground.
Come hither, gentlemen,

And lay your hands again upon my sword:

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Never to speak of this that you have heard,

Swear by my sword.

Ghost. [Beneath] Swear.

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Ham. Well said, old mole! canst work i' the earth so fast?

A worthy pioner! 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,
How strange or odd soe'er I bear myself,
As I perchance hereafter shall think meet
To put an antic disposition on,

That you, at such times seeing me, never shall,
With arms encumber'd thus, or this head-shake,
Or by pronouncing of some doubtful phrase,

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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, to note

That you know aught of me: this not to do,

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Swear.

Chost. [Beneath] Swear.

Ham. Rest, rest, perturbed spirit! [They swear.] 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 spite,
That ever I was born to set it right!

Nay, come, let's go together.

ACT SECOND.

Scene I.

A room in Polonius's house.

Enter Polonius and Reynaldo.

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Pol. Give him this money and these notes, Reynaldo.
Rey. I will, my lord.

Pol. You shall do marvellous wisely, good Reynaldo,
Before you visit him, to make inquire

Rey.

Of his behaviour.

My lord, I did intend it.

Pol. Marry, well said, very well said. Look you, sir,
Inquire me first what Danskers are in Paris,
And how, and who, what means, and where they
keep,

What company, at what expense, and finding
By this encompassment and drift of question

ΙΟ

That they do know my son, come you more nearer
Than your particular demands will touch it:
Take you, as 'twere, some distant knowledge of him,
As thus, I know his father and his friends,

And in part him': do you mark this, Reynaldo?
Rey. Ay, very well, my lord.

Pol. And in part him; but,' you may say, 'not well:
But if 't be he I mean, he 's very wild,

Addicted so and so'; and there put on him

What forgeries you please; marry, none so rank 20
As may dishonour him; take heed of that;

Rey.

But, sir, such wanton, wild and usual slips
As are companions noted and most known
To youth and liberty.

As gaming, my lord.

Pol. Ay, or drinking, fencing, swearing, quarrelling, Drabbing: you may go so far.

Rey. My lord, that would dishonour him.

Pol. Faith, no; as you may season it in the charge.

Rey.

You must not put another scandal on him,
That he is open to incontinency;

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That's not my meaning: but breathe his faults so

quaintly

That they may seem the taints of liberty,

The flash and outbreak of a fiery mind,

A savageness in unreclaimed blood,
Of general assault.

But, my good lord,

Ay, my lord,

Marry, sir, here's my drift,

And I believe it is a fetch of warrant:
You laying these slight sullies on my son,
As 'twere a thing a little soil'd i' the working,
Mark you,

Your party in converse, him you would sound,
Having ever seen in the prenominate crimes
The youth you breathe of guilty, be assured
He closes with you in this consequence;
'Good sir,' or so, or friend,' or ' gentleman,'
According to the phrase or the addition
Of man and country.

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Rey.

Very good, my lord.

Pol. And then, sir, does he this he does-what

was I about to say? By the mass, I was about 50 to say something: where did I leave?

Rey. At closes in the consequence,' at 'friend or so,' and 'gentleman.'

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 a' gaming, there o'ertook in 's 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;

Your bait of falsehood takes this carp of truth:
And thus do we of wisdom and of reach,

With windlasses and with assays of bias,

By indirections find directions out:

So, by my former lecture and advice,

Shall you my son. You have me, have you not?

Rey. My lord, I have.

Pol.

Rey. Good my lord!

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God be wi' ye; fare ye well.

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