Act 1 — Scene V. Another part of the platform.

Ham. Whither wilt thou lead me? speak; I'll go no further.[418] Ghost. Mark me. Ham. I will. Ghost. My hour is almost come, When I to sulphurous and tormenting flames[419] Must render up myself. Ham. Alas, poor ghost! Ghost. Pity me not, but lend thy serious hearing[420][421] 5 To what I shall unfold.[420] Ham. Speak; I am bound to hear.[422] Ghost. So art thou to revenge, when thou shalt hear.[423] Ham. What?[424] Ghost. I am thy father's spirit; Doom'd for a certain term to walk the night, 10 And for the day confined to fast in fires,[425] Till the foul crimes done in my days of nature Are burnt and purged away. But that I am forbid[426] To tell the secrets of my prison-house, I could a tale unfold whose lightest word 15 Would harrow up thy soul, freeze thy young blood, Make thy two eyes, like stars, start from their spheres, Thy knotted and combined locks to part[427] And each particular hair to stand an end,[428] Like quills upon the fretful porpentine:[429] 20 But this eternal blazon must not be To ears of flesh and blood. List, list, O, list![430] If thou didst ever thy dear father love—[431] Ham. O God![432] Ghost. Revenge his foul and most unnatural murder. 25 Ham. Murder![433] Ghost. Murder most foul, as in the best it is,[434] But this most foul, strange, and unnatural. Ham. Haste me to know't, that I, with wings as swift[435] As meditation or the thoughts of love,[436] 30 May sweep to my revenge.[437] Ghost. I find thee apt; And duller shouldst thou be than the fat weed[438][439] That roots itself in ease on Lethe wharf,[440] Wouldst thou not stir in this. Now, Hamlet, hear:[440] 'Tis given out that, sleeping in my orchard,[441] 35 A serpent stung me; so the whole ear of Denmark[442] Is by a forged process of my death Rankly abused: but know, thou noble youth,[443] The serpent that did sting thy father's life[444] Now wears his crown. Ham. O my prophetic soul![445] 40 My uncle![445][446] Ghost. Ay, that incestuous, that adulterate beast,[447] With witchcraft of his wit, with traitorous gifts,—[448] O wicked wit and gifts, that have the power[449] So to seduce!—won to his shameful lust[450] 45 The will of my most seeming-virtuous queen:[451] O Hamlet, what a falling-off was there![452] From me, whose love was of that dignity That it went hand in hand even with the vow I made to her in marriage; and to decline[453] 50 Upon a wretch, whose natural gifts were poor To those of mine![454][455] But virtue, as it never will be moved,[454] Though lewdness court it in a shape of heaven, So lust, though to a radiant angel link'd,[456] 55 Will sate itself in a celestial bed[457][458] And prey on garbage.[457][459] But, soft! methinks I scent the morning air;[460] Brief let me be. Sleeping within my orchard,[461] My custom always of the afternoon,[462] 60 Upon my secure hour thy uncle stole,[463] With juice of cursed hebenon in a vial,[464] And in the porches of my ears did pour[465] The leperous distilment; whose effect[466] Holds such an enmity with blood of man[466] 65 That swift as quicksilver it courses through The natural gates and alleys of the body;[467] And with a sudden vigour it doth posset[468] And curd, like eager droppings into milk,[469] The thin and wholesome blood: so did it mine; 70 And a most instant tetter bark'd about,[470] Most lazar-like, with vile and loathsome crust, All my smooth body. Thus was I, sleeping, by a brother's hand Of life, of crown, of queen, at once dispatch'd:[471] 75 Cut off even in the blossoms of my sin,[472] Unhousel'd, disappointed, unanel'd;[473] No reckoning made, but sent to my account With all my imperfections on my head:[474] O, horrible! O, horrible! most horrible![475] 80 If thou hast nature in thee, bear it not; Let not the royal bed of Denmark be A couch for luxury and damned incest. But, howsoever thou pursuest this act,[476] Taint not thy mind, nor let thy soul contrive[477] 85 Against thy mother aught: leave her to heaven, And to those thorns that in her bosom lodge, To prick and sting her. Fare thee well at once! The glow-worm shows the matin to be near,[478] And 'gins to pale his uneffectual fire: 90 Adieu, adieu, adieu! remember me. [Exit.[479] Ham. O all you host of heaven! O earth! what else? And shall I couple hell? O, fie! Hold, hold, my heart;[480] And you, my sinews, grow not instant old, But bear me stiffly up. Remember thee![481][482] 95 Ay, thou poor ghost, while memory holds a seat[483] In this distracted globe. Remember thee![482] Yea, from the table of my memory I'll wipe away all trivial fond records, All saws of books, all forms, all pressures past,[484] 100 That youth and observation copied there; And thy commandment all alone shall live Within the book and volume of my brain, Unmix'd with baser matter: yes, by heaven![485] O most pernicious woman![486] 105 0 villain, villain, smiling, damned villain! My tables,—meet it is I set it down,[487][488] That one may smile, and smile, and be a villain;[488] At least I'm sure it may be so in Denmark. [Writing.[488][489] So, uncle, there you are. Now to my word;[488] 110 It is 'Adieu, adieu! remember me.'[488][490][491] I have sworn't.[488][490][492] Hor.} [Within] My lord, my lord! Mar.}

Mar. Lord Hamlet! Hor. Heaven secure him![494] Ham. So be it![495] Mar. Illo, ho, ho, my lord![496] 115 Ham. Hillo, ho, ho, boy! come, bird, come.[497] Mar. How is't, my noble lord? Hor. What news, my lord?[498] Ham. O, wonderful![499] Hor. Good my lord, tell it. Ham. No; you will reveal it.[500] Hor. Not I, my lord, by heaven. Mar. Nor I, my lord. 120 Ham. How say you, then; would heart of man once think it?[501] But you'll be secret?[502] Hor.} Ay, by heaven, my lord. Mar.} Ham. There's ne'er a villain dwelling in all Denmark[503][504] But he's an arrant knave.[504][505] Hor. There needs no ghost, my lord, come from the grave[506] 125 To tell us this.[506][507] Ham. Why, right; you are i' 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;[508] For every man hath business and desire,[509] 130 Such as it is; and for my own poor part,[510] Look you, I'll go pray.[511] Hor. These are but wild and whirling words, my lord.[512] Ham. I'm sorry they offend you, heartily;[513] Yes, faith, heartily.[514] Hor. There's no offence, my lord. 135 Ham. Yes, by Saint Patrick, but there is, Horatio,[515] And much offence too. Touching this vision here,[516] 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,[517] 140 As you are friends, scholars and soldiers, Give me one poor request. Hor. What is't, my lord? we will.[518] Ham. Never make known what you have seen to-night. Hor.} Mar.} My lord, we will not. Ham. Nay, but swear't. Hor. In faith,[519][520] 145 My lord, not I.[520] Mar. Nor I, my lord, in faith. Ham. Upon my sword. Mar. We have sworn, my lord, already.[521] Ham. Indeed, upon my sword, indeed.[522] Ghost. [Beneath] Swear.[523] Ham. Ah, ha, boy! say'st thou so? art thou there, true-penny?[524][525]150 Come on: you hear this fellow in the cellarage:[524][526] Consent to swear. Hor. Propose the oath, my lord.[527] Ham. Never to speak of this that you have seen,[528] Swear by my sword. Ghost. [Beneath] Swear.[529] 155 Ham. Hic et ubique? then we'll shift our ground.[530] Come hither, gentlemen,[531] And lay your hands again upon my sword:[531] Never to speak of this that you have heard,[531][532] Swear by my sword.[531] 160 Ghost. [Beneath] Swear.[529][533] Ham. Well said, old mole! canst work i' the earth so fast?[534] A worthy pioner! Once more remove, good friends.[535] Hor. O day and night, but this is wondrous strange! Ham. And therefore as a stranger give it welcome.[536] 165 There are more things in heaven and earth, Horatio, Than are dreamt of in your philosophy.[537][538] But come;[538][539] Here, as before, never, so help you mercy,[539][540] How strange or odd soe'er I bear myself,[541][542][543] 170 As I perchance hereafter shall think meet[541][542][544][545] To put an antic disposition on,[541][542][544] That you, at such times seeing me, never shall,[542][546] With arms encumber'd thus, or this head-shake,[542][547] Or by pronouncing of some doubtful phrase,[542][548] 175 As 'Well, well, we know,' or 'We could, an if we would,'[542][549][550] Or 'If we list to speak,' or 'There be, an if they might,'[542][550][551] Or such ambiguous giving out, to note[542][552] That you know aught of me: this not to do,[553] So grace and mercy at your most need help you,[553] 180 Swear.[553] Ghost. [Beneath] Swear.[529] Ham. Rest, rest, perturbed spirit! [They swear.] So, gentlemen,[554] With all my love I do commend me to you:[555] And what so poor a man as Hamlet is 185 May do, to express his love and friending to you,[556] God willing, shall not lack. Let us go in together;[557] And still your fingers on your lips, I pray.[558] The time is out of joint: O cursed spite, That ever I was born to set it right![559] 190 Nay, come, let's go together. [Exeunt.