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                    Enter Horatio and Marcellus.
HORATIO   My lord, my lord!                                      120
MARCELLUS Lord Hamlet.
HORATIO  Heavens secure him!
HAMLET    So be it.
MARCELLUS Illo, ho, ho, my lord!
HAMLET Hillo, ho, ho, boy! Come, <bird,> come!
MARCELLUS
          How is 't, my noble lord?                              125
HORATIO                        What news, my lord?
HAMLET O, wonderful!
HORATIO
          Good my lord, tell it.
HAMLET                              No, you will reveal it.      130
HORATIO
          Not I, my lord, by heaven.
MARCELLUS                      Nor I, my lord.
HAMLET
          How say you, then? Would heart of man once think
               it?
          But you'll be secret?                                  135
HORATIO / MARCELLUS                 Ay, by heaven, <my lord.>
HAMLET
          There's never a villain dwelling in all Denmark
          But he's an arrant knave.
HORATIO
          There needs no ghost, my lord, come from the grave
          To tell us this.                                       140
HAMLET                     Why, right, you are in the right.
          And so, without more circumstance at all,
          I hold it fit that we shake hands and part,
          You, as your business and desire shall point you
          (For every man hath business and desire,               145
          Such as it is), and for my own poor part,
          I will go pray.
HORATIO
          These are but wild and whirling words, my lord.
HAMLET
          I am sorry they offend you, heartily;
          Yes, faith, heartily.                                  150
HORATIO                        There's no offense, my lord.
HAMLET
          Yes, by Saint Patrick, but there is, Horatio,
          And much offense, too. Touching this vision here,
          It is an honest ghost--that let me tell you.
          For your desire to know what is between us,            155
          O'ermaster 't as you may. And now, good friends,
          As you are friends, scholars, and soldiers,
          Give me one poor request.
HORATIO   What is 't, my lord? We will.
HAMLET
          Never make known what you have seen tonight.           160
HORATIO / MARCELLUS My lord, we will not.
HAMLET    Nay, but swear 't.
HORATIO   In faith, my lord, not I.
MARCELLUS Nor I, my lord, in faith.
HAMLET
          Upon my sword.                                         165
MARCELLUS           We have sworn, my lord, already.
HAMLET    Indeed, upon my sword, indeed.
GHOST cries under the stage Swear.
HAMLET
          Ha, ha, boy, sayst thou so? Art thou there,
               truepenny?                                        170
          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.                                     175
GHOST, +beneath+ Swear.
HAMLET
         Hic et ubique? Then we'll shift our ground.
          Come hither, gentlemen,
          And lay your hands again upon my sword.
          Swear by my sword                                      180
          Never to speak of this that you have heard.
GHOST, +beneath+ Swear by his sword.
HAMLET
          Well said, old mole. Canst work i' th' earth so fast?
          A worthy pioner! Once more remove, good friends.
HORATIO
          O day and night, but this is wondrous strange.         185
HAMLET
          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 some'er I bear myself               190
          (As I perchance hereafter shall think meet
          To put an antic disposition on)
          That you, at such times seeing me, never shall,
          With arms encumbered thus, or this headshake,
          Or by pronouncing of some doubtful phrase,             195
          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                  200
          That you know aught of me--this do swear,
          So grace and mercy at your most need help you.
GHOST, +beneath+ Swear.
HAMLET
          Rest, rest, perturbèd spirit.--So, gentlemen,
          With all my love I do commend me to you,               205
          And what so poor a man as Hamlet is
          May do t' 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 cursèd spite               210
          That ever I was born to set it right!
          Nay, come, let's go together.
                                         They exit.
 

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