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Hamlet

Act I, Scene 4

The platform.
 
[Enter HAMLET, HORATIO, and MARCELLUS]
 
HAMLET
           ,      ,      ,                ,      ,
      The air | bites shrewd/ly: is | it ve|ry cold?
 
HORATIO
          ,      ,        ,        ,      ,
      It is | a nip|ping and | an eag|er air.
 
HAMLET
            ,     ,
      What ho|ur now?
 
HORATIO
                          ,          ,          ,
                      I think | it lacks | of twelve.
 
HAMLET
       ,             ,
      No, it | is struck.  \\
 
HORATIO
          ,      ,       ,             ,     ,        ,
      Indeed I heard it not: then it draws near the season,  ????
            ,         ,       ,          ,         ,
      Wherein | the spir|it held | his wont | to walk.
 
[A flourish of trumpets, and ordnance shot off, within]
             ,           ,         ,
      What does | this mean | my lord?  \\
 
HAMLET
            ,           ,        ,           ,           ,
      The king | doth wake | tonight,| and takes | his rouse,
        ,         ,              ,     2    ,          ,
      Keeps was|sail and | the swag|gering ups|pring^reels,
           ,         ,            ,          ,         ,
      And as | he drains | his drafts | of Rhen|ish down,
           ,        ,          ,        ,          ,
      The ket|tle-drum | and trump|et thus | bray^out
           ,        ,          ,
      The tri|umph of | his pledge.
 
HORATIO
                                    ,   2     ,
                                   Is it a | custom?
 
HAMLET
           ,       x
      Aye mar|ry is it;    \\
                ,   ,       ,           ,        ,
      And to / my mind,| though I | am nat|ive here,
           ,        ,        ,     ,   2     ,
      And to | the man|ner born:| it is a | custom
            ,        ,          ,       ,     2    ,
      More hon|ored in | the breach,| than the ob|servance.
            ,       ,      ,       ,          ,
      This hea|vy-head|ed rev|el east | and west
        ,     2      ,           ,        ,        ,
      Makes us tra|duced and | taxed of | other | nations:
             ,          ,          ,           ,         ,
      They clepe | us drunk|ards, and | with swin|ish phrase
        ,           ,        ,        ,         ,
      Soil our | addi|tion, and | indeed | it takes
            ,        ,             ,           ,           ,
      From our | achieve|ments, though | performed | at height,
            ,         ,       ,        ,      ,
      The pith | and mar|row of | our at|tribute.
          ,         ,       ,       ,   2    ,
      So oft | it chan|ces in | partic|ular men,
        ,     2        ,          ,        ,        ,
      That for some | vicious | mole of | nature | in them,
          ,           ,           ,       2     ,      ,
      As in | their birth |(wherein | they are not | guilty,
             ,       ,         ,          ,   ,
      Since na|ture can|not choose | his or|igin)
                ,    ,          ,         ,
      By the / oregrowth | of some | complex|ion,
      <- ,       ,          ,          ,           ,         ,
        Oft || breaking | down the | pales and | forts of | reason,
          ,          x           ,      ,        ,
      Or by | some habit | that too | much ore-|leavens
            ,         ,        ,                ,    ,
      The form | of plaus|ive man|ners that / these men,
       ,   2        ,          ,         ,     ,
      Carrying,| I say,| the stamp | of one | defect,
        2    ,         ,    ,       ,           ,
      Being na|ture's liv|ery,| or for|tune's star
             ,         ,     ,             ,          ,
      Their vir|tues else |(be they | as pure | as grace,
          ,     ,        ,         ,     ,
      As in|finite | as man | may und|ergo)
        ,     2       ,  2      ,          ,       ,
      Shall in the | general | censure | take cor|ruption
             ,        ,   2     ,           ,        ,
      From that | partic|ular fault:| the dram | of ale
            ,         ,      ,          ,       ,
      Doth all | the nob|le sub|stance of | a doubt
                ,    ,
      To his / own scan|dal.
 
HORATIO
                              ,        ,         ,
                            Look| my lord,| it comes.
 
[Enter Ghost]
 
HAMLET
       ,            ,      ,         ,           x
      Angels | and min|isters | of grace | defend us:
       ,             x          ,          ,         ,
      Be thou | a spirit | of health,| or gob|lin damned,
        ,                 ,            x           ,            ,
      Bring with | thee airs | from heaven,| or blasts | from hell,
          ,        ,       ,           ,   2  ,
      Be thy | intents | wicked | or char|itable,
             ,          ,        ,      ,       ,
      Thou comst | in such | a ques|tiona|ble shape
           ,          ,       2        ,      ,          ,
      That I | will speak | to thee. I'll | call thee | Hamlet,
        T     Tx      Tx      ,         ,     ,    2
      King, father, royal | Dane:| oh, oh, | answer me,   ??
       ,              ,         ,      ,          ,
      Let me | not* burst | in ig|norance;| but tell
       ,         ,      T    T      T           ,
      Why thy | canon|ized bones hearsed | in death,
             ,            ,      ,       2     ,      ,
      Have burst | their cer|ements,| why the sep|ulchre
            ,       ,          ,     ,       ,
      Wherein | we saw | thee qui|etly | inurned,
             ,         ,      ,          ,       ,
      Hath oped | his pond|erous | and marb|le jaws,
           ,          ,      ,          ,           ,
      To cast | thee up | again?| What may | this mean?
                    ,    ,        ,             ,     ,
      That thou / dead corse | again | in com/plete steel,
         ,        ,          ,        ,         ,
      Revis|its thus | the glimp|ses of | the moon,
       ,         ,    ,    2              ,         ,      2->
      Making | night hid/eous? And | we fools | of na||ture,
          ,      ,        ,          ,     ,      2->
      So hor|ridly | to shake | our dis|posi||tion,   ??
              ,           ,            ,       ,         ,
      With thoughts | beyond | thee; reach|es of | our souls,
       ,          ,           ,          ,               ,
      Say, why | is this?| Wherefore?| What should | we do?
 
[Ghost beckons HAMLET]
 
HORATIO
           ,       ,        ,      ,         ,
      It beck|ons you | to go | away | with it,
          ,        ,        ,        ,        ,
      As if | it some | impart|ment did | desire
          ,       ,
      To you | alone.
 
MARCELLUS
                        ,                ,    2    ,      2->
                      Look with | what court|eous ac||tion
           ,      ,           ,       ,        ,
      It waves | you to | a more | remov|ed ground:
           ,        ,         ,
      But do | not go | with it.
 
HORATIO
                                 ,            ,
                                No, by | no means.
 
HAMLET
           ,          ,          ,         ,       ,
      It will | not speak:| then I | will fol|low it.
 
HORATIO
          ,         ,
      Do not | my lord.
 
HAMLET
                        ,     ,                      ,
                       Why, what / should be | the fear?
         ,        ,         ,             ,    ,
      I do | not set | my life | in a / pin's fee;
           ,         ,      ,            ,        ,
      And for | my soul,| what can | it do | to that?
       ,          ,        ,       ,       ,
      Being | a thing | immort|al as | itself:
           ,          ,        ,          ,       ,
      It waves | me forth | again;| I'll fol|low it.
 
HORATIO
        ,            ,            ,           ,          ,
      What if | it tempt | you toward | the flood | my lord?
       ,            ,        ,       ,         ,
      Or to | the dread|ful sum|mit of | the cliff,
            ,        ,          ,       ,        ,
      That bee|tles ore | his base | into | the sea,
            ,         ,          ,      ,    2     ,
      And there | assume | some oth|er hor|rible form,
              ,         ,            ,        ,         x
      Which might | deprive | your sove|reignty | of reason,
            ,         ,     ,         ,         ,
      And draw | you in|to mad|ness think | of it?
           ,      ,       T    T   .  T     ,      2->
      The ve|ry place | puts toys of des|pera||tion
           ,           ,        ,     ,       ,
      Without | more* mot|ive, in|to eve|ry brain
             ,         ,      ,       ,        ,
      That looks | so ma|ny fath|oms to | the sea
            ,         ,         ,
      And hears | it roar | beneath.  \\
 
HAMLET
           ,          ,         ,         ,        ,
      It waves | me still:| Go on,| I'll fol|low thee.
 
MARCELLUS
            ,          ,        ,
      You shall | not go | my lord.
 
HAMLET
                                         ,           ,
                                   Hold^off | your hand.
 
HORATIO
           ,           ,          ,
      Be ruled,| you shall | not go.
 
HAMLET
                                          ,           ,
                                     My fate | cries^out,
            ,       T    Tx   T    ,     2      ,    2->
      And makes | each petty art|ery | in this bo||dy,
          ,      ,      2   ,     ,        ,
      As har|dy as | the Neme|an li|on's nerve:
        ,             ,         ,        ,      ,
      Still am | I called?| Unhand | me gent|lemen:
            x            ,        ,         ,           ,        ->
      By heaven,| I'll make | a ghost | of him | that lets || me:
      ,      2  ,       ,         ,        ,
      I | say away,| go on,| I'll fol|low thee.
 
[Exeunt Ghost and HAMLET]
 
HORATIO
          ,      ,    x        2   ,    ,
      He wax|es des|perate with i|magi|nation.
 
MARCELLUS
        ,    ,               ,              2   ,
      Let's fol/low; 'tis | not fit^|thus to o|bey him.
 
HORATIO
        ,   ,             ,   ,                   ,
      Have aft/er, to | what is/sue will | this come?
 
MARCELLUS
        ,      2      ,        ,         ,         ,
      Something is | rotten | in the | state of | Denmark.
 
HORATIO
         x       2     ,
      Heaven will di|rect it.
 
MARCELLUS
                              ,            ,    2
                             Nay, let's | follow him.
 
[Exeunt]

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