The Tragicall Historie of Hamlet, Prince of Denmarke - The First ('Bad') Quarto by William Shakespeare
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_Hor._ In faith my Lord not I.
_Mar._ Nor I my Lord in faith. _Ham._ Nay vpon my sword, indeed vpon my sword. _Gho._ Sweare. _The Gost under the stage_. _Ham._ Ha, ha, come you here, this fellow in the sellerige, Here consent to sweare. _Hor._ Propose the oth my Lord. _Ham._ Neuer to speake what you haue seene to night, Sweare by my sword. _Gost_. Sweare. _Ham._ _Hic & vbique_; nay then weele shift our ground: Come hither Gentlemen, and lay your handes Againe vpon this sword, neuer to speake Of that which you haue seene, sweare by my sword. _Ghost_ Sweare. _Ham._ Well said old Mole, can'st worke in the earth? so fast, a worthy Pioner, once more remoue. _Hor._ Day and night, but this is wondrous strange. _Ham._ And therefore as a stranger giue it welcome, There are more things in heauen and earth _Horatio_, Then are Dream't of, in your philosophie, But come here, as before you neuer shall How strange or odde soere I beare my selfe, As I perchance hereafter shall thinke meet, To put an Anticke disposition on, That you at such times seeing me, neuer shall With Armes; incombred thus, or this head shake, [D2] Or by pronouncing some vndoubtfull phrase, As well well, wee know, or wee could and if we would, |
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