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Hamlet

Act I, Scene 5

Another part of the platform.
 
[Enter GHOST and HAMLET]
 
HAMLET
        ,       2         ,         ,            ,       ,
      Where wilt thou | lead me?| Speak; I'll | go no | further.
 
GHOST
        ,
      Mark me.
 
HAMLET
                  ,
              I will.
 
GHOST
                           ,        ,        ,
                      My hour | is al|most come,
           ,        ,       ,       2    ,          ,
      When I | to sulph|urous | and torment|ing flames
             ,      ,       ,
      Must rend|er up | myself.
 
HAMLET
                                . T    T    T
5                               Alas poor ghost.
 
GHOST
       ,  2      ,           ,         ,  2      ,
      Pity me | not, but | lend thy | serious | hearing
           ,        ,         ,
      To what | I shall | unfold.
 
HAMLET
        ,             ,          ,
      Speak, I | am bound | to hear.  (tri with prev)
 
GHOST
       ,         ,            ,           ,            ,
      So art | thou to | revenge,| when thou | shalt hear.
 
HAMLET
        ,
      What?
 
GHOST
                 ,        ,          ,       oo
            I | am thy | father's | spirit,|
         ,            ,         ,         ,          ,
      Doomed for | a cert|ain term | to walk | the night;
           ,         ,         ,          ,         ,
      And for | the day | confined | to fast | in fires,
          2      ,       ,     ,              ,        ,
      Till the foul | crimes done / in my | days of | nature
            ,            ,        ,      2     ,     2    ,
      Are burnt | and purged | away?| But that I | am forbid
           ,         ,        ,       ,        ,
      To tell | the sec|rets of | my pris|on-house;
          ,         ,        ,            ,         ,
      I could | a tale | unfold,| whose light|est word
             ,       ,         ,       T    .    T     T
      Would har|row up | thy soul,| freeze thy^young blood,
        ,              ,           ,       ,                   ,
      Make thy | two^eyes | like^stars,| start from | their spheres,
            ,       ,        ,       ,          ,
      Thy knot|ted and | combin|ed locks | to part,
            ,        ,   2     ,         ,         ,
      And each | partic|ular hair | to stand | on end,
              ,       ,          ,       ,      ,
      Like quills | upon | the fret|ful por|pentine:
            ,       ,       ,       ,         ,
      But this | etern|al blaz|on must | not be
           ,       ,         ,      ,   ,           ,
      To ears of flesh and blood; List Hamlet, oh list,  ????
           ,           ,            ,   ,        ,
      If thou | didst^ev|er thy / dear fath|er love.
 
HAMLET
            x
      Oh Heaven!  ????
 
GHOST
          ,           ,          ,       ,   2    ,       o
      Revenge | his foul | and most | unna|tural murd|er.    ??
 
HAMLET
       ,
      Murder?    ??
 
GHOST
       ,              ,     ,   2        ,        ,
      Murder | most^foul,| as in the | best it | is;
       .    T    T    T       T      T   T  ,
      But this most foul,| strange, and un|natural.
 
HAMLET
        ,      ,               ,
      Haste, haste / me to | know it,
                                          2       ,          ,
                                      That with wings | as swift
          ,    ,        ,           ,           ,
      As med|ita|tion, or | the thoughts | of love,
            ,         ,       ,
      May sweep | to my | revenge.
 
GHOST
                                       ,          ,
                                   I find | thee apt,
           ,          ,            ,               ,    ,
      And dul|ler shouldst | thou be | than the / fat weed
             ,         ,         ,        ,       ,
      That roots | itself | in ease,| on Le|the wharf,
                ,          ,         ,         ,        ,
      Wouldst thou | not stir | in this.| Now Ham|let hear:
             x      ,            ,         ,       ,
      'Tis given | out, that | sleeping | in my | orchard,
          ,        ,           2        ,    ,        ,       ->
      A serp|ent stung | me: so the / whole ear | of Den||mark,
       ,             ,    ,        ,        ,
      Is | by a / forged pro|cess of | my death
       ,          ,           ,          ,       ,
      Rankly | abused:| but know | thou nob|le youth,
            ,        ,          ,           ,         ,
      The serp|ent that | did sting | thy fath|er's life,
      ___    ___    ___    ___    oo
      Now | wears | his | crown.|
 
HAMLET
      ,          ,        ,    oo           x
      O my | prophe|tic soul:|    | mine^uncle?
 
GHOST
       ,            ,     2     ,       ,    2     ,
      Aye that | incest|uous, that | adult|erate beast
             ,     ,             ,           ,    2      ,
      With witch|craft of | his wit,| hath trait|orous gifts.
           ,      ,          ,            ,          ,
      Oh wick|ed wit,| and gifts,| that have | the power
       ,          ,     ,             ,         ,
      So to | seduce?| Won to | his shame|ful lust
            ,              ,    ,       ,    2     ,
      The will | of my / most seem|ing-vir|tuous queen:
         ,         ,       ,        ,          ,
      O Ham|let, what | a fal|ling-off | was there,
            ,           ,         ,         ,     ,
      From me,| whose love | was of | that dig|nity,
            ,          ,         ,    ,          2     ,
      That it | went hand | in hand,| even | with the vow
          ,        ,        ,           ,           ,
      I made | to her | in mar|riage;| and to | decline
        ,         ,            ,   2     ,            ,
      Upon | a wretch,| whose na|tural gifts | were poor
           ,        ,        ,       ,     ,      ,      ,
      To those of mine. But virtue, as it never will be moved,   ????
               ,         ,      ,   2      ,         ,
      Though lewd|ness court | it in a | shape of | heaven:
       T   T      T       2   ,   2    ,        ,
      So lust, though | to a rad|iant ang|el linked,
             ,      ,          ,       ,         ,      ,
      Will sate itself in a celestial bed, and prey on garbage.  ????
            ,         ,         ,          ,          ,
      But soft,| methinks | I scent | the morn|ing's air;
        ,             ,     ,     2      ,       ,
      Brief let | me be:| Sleeping with|in my | orchard,
           ,      ,       ,        ,      ,
      My cust|om al|ways of | the aft|ernoon;
        ,            ,    ,         ,        ,
      Upon | my se/cure hour | thy unc|le stole
             ,          ,      ,    ,      2    ,
      With juice | of curs|ed heb|enon | in a vial,
           ,         ,       ,        ,          ,
      And in | the porch|es of | my ears | did pour
           ,     ,        ,          ,         ,
      The lep|erous | distil|ment; whose | effect
              ,        ,    ,          ,         ,
      Holds^such | an en|mity | with blood | of man,
             ,          ,    ,            ,         ,
      That swift | as quick|silver,| it cours|es through
           ,   2     ,          ,       ,        ,     ->
      The nat|ural gates | and al|leys of | the bo||dy;
       ,        2   ,       ,       ,     ,
      And | with a sud|den vig|or doth | posset
            ,          ,       ,         ,      ,
      And curd,| like eag|er drop|pings in|to milk,
            ,          ,          ,         ,         ,
      The thin | and whole|some blood:| so did | it mine;
                ,   ,        ,         ,        ,
      And a / most inst|ant tet|ter barked | about,
            ,       ,           ,          ,          ,
      Most laz|ar-like,| with vile | and loath|some crust,
      ___   __     __      ,     oo
      All | my | smooth | body.|
        ,        ,    ,                 ,          ,
      Thus was | I, sleep/ing, by | a broth|er's hand,
           ,         ,          ,          ,          ,
      Of life,| of crown,| of queen,| at once | dispatched;
           ,    ,        2      ,        ,       ,
      Cut^off | even | in the blos|soms of | my sin,
         ,          ,      ,        ,    ,
      Unhou|seled, dis|appoint|ed, un|aneled,
           ,    2     ,          ,        ,       ,
      No reck|oning made,| but sent | to my | account
            ,        ,     ,         ,        ,
      With all | my im|perfec|tions on | my head;
          ,    2     ,    ,  2        ,   ,
      Oh hor|rible, oh | horrible,| most hor/rible:
           ,          ,       ,          ,        ,
      If thou | hast na|ture in | thee bear | it not;
           ,         ,      ,        ,        ,
      Let^not | the roy|al bed | of Den|mark be
          ,          ,    ,          ,      ,
      A couch | for lux|ury | and damned | incest.
           ,    ,       ,        ,    2      ,
      But how|soev|er thou | pursu|est this act,
             ,          ,         ,          ,         ,
      Taint^not | thy mind,| nor let | thy soul | contrive
           ,          ,       ,       ,               x
      Against | thy moth|er aught;| leave her | to heaven,
           ,            ,           ,        ,       ,
      And to | those thorns | that in | her bos|om lodge,
           ,           ,            ,           ,         ,
      To prick | and sting | her. Fare | thee well | at once;
       .    T    T    T          ,      ,        ,
      The glow-worm shows | the mat|in to | be near,
         2    ,         ,         ,    ,    2    ,
      And begins | to pale | his une|ffec|tual fire:
         ,       ,     ,          ,       ,
      Adieu,| adieu,| Hamlet:| remem|ber me.
 
[Exit]
 
HAMLET
         ,          ,          x         ,            ,
      O all | you host | of heaven!| O earth;| what else?
         3     3    ,       ,         ,      T   T   T
      And shall I coup|le hell?| Oh fie: | hold my heart;  ??
           ,        ,         ,         ,        ,
      And you | my sin|ews, grow | not inst|ant old;
            ,         ,       ,      ,        ,
      But bear | me stif|fly up:| Remem|ber thee?
       ,                 ,            ,   2    ,         ,
      Aye, thou | poor ghost,| while mem|ory holds | a seat
           ,         ,        ,        ,        ,
      In this | distract|ed globe:| Remem|ber thee?
       ,               ,      ,       ,    ,
      Yea, from | the tab|le of | my mem|ory,
             ,      ,           ,   2    ,     ,
      I'll wipe | away | all* triv|ial fond | records,
            ,         ,           ,           ,          ,
      All saws | of books,| all forms,| all pres|sures past,
             ,          ,     ,       ,        ,
      That youth | and ob|serva|tion cop|ied there;
           ,         ,        ,       ,            ,
      And thy | command|ment all | alone | shall live
          ,          ,         ,       ,        ,
      Within | the book | and vol|ume of | my brain,
          ,           ,      ,        ,    ___          x    ->
      Unmixed | with bas|er mat|ter; yes,| yes,|| by heaven:
           ,       ,         ,
      Oh most | perni|cious wom|an!  \\
         ,         ,          ,         ,      ,
      O vil|lain, vil|lain, smil|ing damned | villain!
            x           x       ,    2        ,         ,
      My tables,| my tables;| meet it is | I set | it down,
            ,          ,           ,      ,    2     ,
      That one | may smile,| and smile | and be a | villain;
           ,           ,        ,        ,       ,       ->
      At least | I'm sure | it may | be so | in Den||mark;
       ,    ,           2     ,     ,            ,
      So | uncle | there you are:| now to | my word;
          ,      ,       ,       ,       ,    ,          ,      ->
      It is | Adieu,| adieu,| remem|ber me:|| I have | sworn it.      
 
MARCELLUS and HORATIO [Within]
My lord, my lord.
 
MARCELLUS [Within]
Lord Hamlet.
 
HORATIO [Within]
Heaven secure him.
 
HAMLET
So be it.
 
HORATIO [Within]
Hello, ho, ho, my lord.
 
HAMLET
          ,    T   T   T      T    T     T
      Hello,| ho, ho, boy;| come bird, come.
 
[Enter HORATIO and MARCELLUS]
 
MARCELLUS
            x         ,       ,
      How is it | my nob|le lord?
 
HORATIO
                                         ,         ,
                                  What news,| my lord?
 
HAMLET
           ,      ,
      Oh wond|erful!
 
HORATIO
                        T   T   T      ,
                      Good my lord,| tell it.
 
HAMLET
       ,              ,      2
      No you'll | reveal | it.
 
HORATIO
                                   ,        ,          x
                               Not I,| my lord,| by heaven.
 
MARCELLUS
          ,        ,
      Nor I,| my lord.  \\
 
HAMLET
           ,          ,            ,         ,              x
      How say | you then,| would heart | of man | once think it?
             ,         ,
      But you'll | be sec|ret?
 
HORATIO MARCELLUS
                               ,          x         ,
                              Aye,| by heaven,| my lord.
 
HAMLET
                ,          x       ,            ,     ,
      There's nere | a villain | dwelling | in all | Denmark
           ,         ,        ,
      But he's | an ar|rant knave.   \\
 
HORATIO
              ,          ,          ,      ,
      There needs | no ghost | my lord,| come from | the
      <-   ,           ,       ,
         Grave,|| to tell us this.
 
HAMLET
                                         ,        2     ,         ,
                                   Why right,| you are in | the right;
           ,        ,          ,        ,         ,
      And so,| without | more cir|cumstance | at all,
          ,        ,                ,     ,           ,
      I hold | it fit | that we / shake hands,| and part:
       ,     2        ,          ,       ,            ,
      You, as your | business | and de|sire shall | point you:
           ,      ,         ,         ,        ,
      For eve|ry man | has bus|iness and | desire,
        ,    2      ,         ,         T    T    T
      Such as it | is: and | for mine^|own poor part,
        ,          T   T   T
      Look you,| I'll go pray.  \\
 
HORATIO
        ,               ,          ,         ,          ,
      These are | but wild | and whirl|ing words,| my lord.
 
HAMLET
           ,       ,        ,          ,     ,
      I'm sor|ry they | offend | you heart|ily:
            ,      ,   2
      Yes^faith,| heartily.
 
HORATIO
                                    ,       ,          ,
                           There's no | offense,| my lord.
 
HAMLET
       ,                ,         ,           ,        ,
      Yes, by | Saint* Pat|rick, but | there is | my lord,
            ,         ,     ,     ,               ,          ,  ->
      And much | offense | too. Touch/ing this | vision || here:
       ,            ,         ,            ,         ,
      It / is an | honest | ghost, that | let me | tell you:
            ,        ,         ,      ,    2     ,
      For your | desire | to know | what is be|tween us,
          ,     2    ,        ,         ,            ,
      Oremast|er it as | you may.| And now | good friends,
       ,    2         ,       ,              ,
      As you are | friends, schol/ars and | soldiers,
      <-  ,         T    T   .  ,
        Give me || one poor^request.
 
HORATIO
                                              x          ,         ,
                                       What is it | my lord?| We will.
 
HAMLET
        Tx    T    T       ,               ,        ,
      Never make known | what you | have seen | tonight.
 
HORATIO and MARCELLUS
           ,               ,
      My lord,| we will / not.
 
HAMLET
                                ,             x
                               Nay,| but swear it.
 
HORATIO
           ,          ,        ,
      In faith | my lord,| not I.
 
MARCELLUS
          ,        ,         ,
      Nor I | my lord:| in faith.  (tri with prev)
 
HAMLET
        ,         ,
      Upon | my sword.
 
MARCELLUS
                        2       ,          ,       ,     2->
                      We have sworn | my lord | alrea||dy.
 
HAMLET
          ,      ,         ,         ,
      Indeed,| upon | my sword,| indeed.
 
GHOST [Beneath]
                                         ___
                                        Swear.
 
HAMLET
Ah ha boy, sayst thou so. Art thou there truepenny? Come on you hear this fellow in the cellarage
           ,         ,
      Consent | to swear.
 
HORATIO
                             ,           ,         ,
                         Propose | the oath | my lord.
 
HAMLET
       ,           ,          ,          ,           ,
      Never | to speak | of this | that you | have seen,
        ,             ,
      Swear by | my sword.
 
GHOST
                            ___
                           Swear.  \\
 
HAMLET
       ,         ,        ,            ,            ,
      Hic et | ubi|que? Then | we'll shift | our ground,
            ,        ,     ,
      Come hith|er gent|lemen,  \\
           ,           ,        ,      ,         ,
      And lay | your hands | again | upon | my sword,
       ,           ,          ,          ,           ,
      Never | to speak | of this | that you | have heard:
        ,             ,
      Swear by | my sword.
 
GHOST
                           ___
                          Swear.   \\
 
HAMLET
              ,          ,            ,      2       ,          ,
      Well* said | old mole,| canst work | in the ground | so fast?
          ,     ,   ,          ,      ,          ,
      A worthy pioneer, Once more remove good friends.  ????
 
HORATIO
          ,          ,           ,        ,           ,
      Oh day | and night:| but this | is wond|rous strange.
 
HAMLET
            ,     ,    2      ,          ,        ,       
      And there|fore as a | stranger | give it | welcome.
           2      ,       ,           x           ,        , 2
      There are more | things in | heaven and | earth, Ho|ratio,
          2       ,       2     ,        ,    ,          ,
      Than are dreamt | of in your | philos|ophy.| But come,
        ,           ,     ,   2       ,         ,
      Here as | before,| never so | help you | mercy,
             ,          ,        ,        ,        ,
      How strange | or odd | so ere | I bear | myself;
          ,         ,          ,       ,             ,
      (As I | perchance | hereaft|er shall | think meet
          ,        ,      ,     ,       ,
      To put | an ant|ic dis|posi|tion on:)
            ,         ,           ,       ,     2     ,
      That you | at such | times^see|ing me,| never shall
             ,       ,          ,     .   T     T   T
      With arms | encum|bered thus,| or thus, headshake;
       ,           ,              ,    ,          ,
      Or by | pronoun|cing of / some doubt|ful phrase;
           ,         ,      2     ,          ,        ,
      As well,| we know,| or we could | and if | we would,
        3  3     ,         ,       2       ,        ,           ,
      Or if we list | to speak;| or there be | and if | there might,
           ,       ,   2    ,       ,         ,
      Or such | ambig|uous giv|ing out | to note,
            ,           ,         ,         ,        ,
      That you | know aught | of me:| this not | to do:
           ,           ,                 ,    ,      ,
      So grace | and mercy | at your / most need | help you:
       ___
      Swear.
 
GHOST
       ___
      Swear.
 
HAMLET
        T     T   .  T         x          ,     ,
      Rest, rest perturb|ed spirit:| so gent|lemen,  ??
            ,         ,       ,        ,      2    ,
      With all | my love | I do | commend | me to you;
            ,         ,       ,        ,       ,
      And what | so poor | a man | as Ham|let is,
       ,   ,           ,           ,           ,         ,
      May do / to ex|press his | love and | friending | to you,
       ,   ,      2             ,    ,            ,     ,
      God wil/ling shall not^|lack: Let / us go^|in to|gether,  (hex with prev)
            ,           ,        ,          ,        ,
      And still | your fing|ers on | your lips | I pray,
            ,        ,         ,        ,        ,
      The time | is out | of joint:| O curs|ed spite,
           ,     ,         ,        ,         ,
      That ev|er I | was born | to set | it right.
       T     T    T      ,     ,       oo
      Nay, come let's | go to|gether.|
 
[Exeunt]

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