Hamletby Minute Taking ShakespeareDRAMATIS PERSONAEClaudius, King of Denmark.Hamlet, Son to the late, and Nephew the present King.Fortinbras, Prince of Minute Taking Friend to Hamlet.Polonius, Lord Chamberlain.Laertes, Son.Voltimand, Cornelius, Rosencrantz, Guildenstern, Osric and A Gentleman - Courtiers.A Priest.Marcellus Minute Taking Bernardo - Officers.Francisco, a Soldier.Reynaldo, Servant to Polonius.A Captain.English Ambassadors.Players.Two Clowns, Queen of Denmark and Mother Minute Taking Hamlet.Ophelia, Daughter to Polonius.Lords, Ladies, Soldiers, Sailors, Messengers, and Attendants.Ghost of Hamlet's Father.ACT ISCENE I. Elsinore. Minute Taking platform before the castle.FRANCISCO at his post. Enter to him BERNARDOBERNARDOWho's answer me: stand, and unfold Minute Taking live the king!FRANCISCOBernardo?BERNARDOHe.FRANCISCOYou come most upon your hour.BERNARDO'Tis now struck twelve; get thee to bed, Francisco.FRANCISCOFor Minute Taking relief much thanks: 'tis bitter cold,And I am sick at heart.BERNARDOHave had quiet guard?FRANCISCONot a mouse Minute Taking good night.If you do meet and Marcellus,The rivals of my watch, bid them make haste.FRANCISCOI think Minute Taking hear them. Stand, ho! Who's there?Enter HORATIO and MARCELLUSHORATIOFriends to this liegemen to the Dane.FRANCISCOGive you Minute Taking night.MARCELLUSO, farewell, honest soldier:Who hath you?FRANCISCOBernardo has my place.Give you good night.ExitMARCELLUSHolla! Bernardo!BERNARDOSay,What, is Horatio there?HORATIOA Minute Taking of him.BERNARDOWelcome, Horatio: welcome, good Marcellus.MARCELLUSWhat, has this thing appear'd again have seen nothing.MARCELLUSHoratio says 'tis Minute Taking our fantasy,And will not let take hold of himTouching this dreaded sight, twice seen of us:Therefore Minute Taking have entreated him alongWith us to watch the minutes of this if again this apparition come,He Minute Taking approve our eyes and speak it.HORATIOTush, tush, 'twill not appear.BERNARDOSit down awhile;And let us once again Minute Taking your ears,That are so fortified against our storyWhat we have two seen.HORATIOWell, sit we down,And let Minute Taking hear Bernardo speak of this.BERNARDOLast of all,When yond same star that's westward from the poleHad made Minute Taking course to illume that part of heavenWhere now it burns, Marcellus myself,The bell then beating one,�Enter Minute Taking break thee off; look, where comes again!BERNARDOIn the same figure, like the king that's dead.MARCELLUSThou art Minute Taking scholar; speak to it, Horatio.BERNARDOLooks it not like the king? mark Horatio.HORATIOMost like: it harrows me Minute Taking fear and wonder.BERNARDOIt would be to.MARCELLUSQuestion it, Horatio.HORATIOWhat art thou that usurp'st this time of night,Together Minute Taking that fair and warlike formIn which the majesty of buried DenmarkDid march? by heaven I charge Minute Taking speak!MARCELLUSIt is offended.BERNARDOSee, it stalks speak, speak! I charge thee, speak!Exit GhostMARCELLUS'Tis gone, and will not Minute Taking now, Horatio! you tremble and look pale:Is not this something more fantasy?What think you on't?HORATIOBefore my Minute Taking I might not this believeWithout sensible and true avouchOf mine own eyes.MARCELLUSIs it not like the Minute Taking thou art to thyself:Such was the very armour he had onWhen the ambitious Norway combated;So frown'd Minute Taking once, when, in an angry smote the sledded Polacks on the ice.'Tis strange.MARCELLUSThus twice before, and Minute Taking at this dead hour,With martial stalk hath he gone by our what particular thought to work Minute Taking know not;But in the gross scope of my opinion,This bodes some strange eruption to our state.MARCELLUSGood Minute Taking sit down, and tell me, he that knows,Why this same strict most observant watchSo nightly toils Minute Taking subject of the land,And why daily cast of brazen cannon,And foreign mart for implements of war;Why Minute Taking impress of shipwrights, whose sore taskDoes not divide the Sunday from week;What might be toward, that Minute Taking sweaty hasteDoth make the night with the day:Who is't that can inform me?HORATIOThat can I;At least, Minute Taking whisper goes so. Our last king,Whose image even but now appear'd us,Was, as you know, by Minute Taking of Norway,Thereto prick'd on by most emulate pride,Dared to the combat; in which our valiant Hamlet�For Minute Taking this side of our known world esteem'd him�Did slay this Fortinbras; by a seal'd compact,Well ratified Minute Taking law and heraldry,Did forfeit, with life, all those his landsWhich he stood seized of, to the Minute Taking the which, a moiety competentWas gaged by our king; which had the inheritance of Fortinbras,Had he Minute Taking vanquisher; as, by the same carriage of the article design'd,His fell to Hamlet. Now, sir, young Minute Taking unimproved mettle hot and full,Hath in the skirts of Norway here thereShark'd up a list of Minute Taking resolutes,For food and diet, to enterpriseThat hath a stomach in't; which is no other�As it doth Minute Taking appear unto our state�But to recover of us, by strong handAnd compulsatory, those foresaid landsSo by Minute Taking father lost: and this, I it,Is the main motive of our preparations,The source of this our Minute Taking and the chief headOf this post-haste and romage in the land.BERNARDOI it be no other but Minute Taking so:Well may it sort that portentous figureComes armed through our watch; so like the kingThat was Minute Taking is the question of these wars.HORATIOA mote it is to trouble mind's eye.In the most high Minute Taking palmy state of Rome,A little the mightiest Julius fell,The graves stood tenantless and the sheeted deadDid Minute Taking and gibber in the Roman streets:As stars with trains of fire dews of blood,Disasters in the Minute Taking and the moist starUpon whose Neptune's empire standsWas sick almost to doomsday with eclipse:And even the Minute Taking precurse of fierce events,As harbingers preceding still the fatesAnd prologue to omen coming on,Have heaven and Minute Taking together demonstratedUnto our climatures and soft, behold! lo, where it comes again!Re-enter GhostI'll cross it, though Minute Taking blast me. Stay, illusion!If thou hast any sound, or use of to me:If there be any Minute Taking thing to be done,That may thee do ease and grace to me,Speak to me:Cock crowsIf thou Minute Taking privy to thy country's fate,Which, happily, foreknowing may avoid, O, speak!Or thou hast uphoarded in thy Minute Taking treasure in the womb of which, they say, you spirits oft walk in death,Speak of it: Minute Taking and speak! Stop it, Marcellus.MARCELLUSShall I strike at it with my if it will not stand.BERNARDO'Tis Minute Taking here!MARCELLUS'Tis gone!Exit GhostWe do it being so majestical,To offer it the show of violence;For it is, Minute Taking the air, invulnerable,And our vain blows malicious mockery.BERNARDOIt was about to when the cock crew.HORATIOAnd then Minute Taking started like a guilty thingUpon fearful summons. I have heard,The cock, that is the trumpet to Minute Taking morn,Doth with his lofty and shrill-sounding throatAwake the god of day; at his warning,Whether in sea Minute Taking fire, in earth or air,The and erring spirit hiesTo his confine: and of the truth hereinThis Minute Taking object made probation.MARCELLUSIt faded on the crowing of the cock.Some say ever 'gainst that season comesWherein Minute Taking Saviour's birth is celebrated,The bird dawning singeth all night long:And then, they say, no spirit dares Minute Taking abroad;The nights are wholesome; then no planets strike,No fairy takes, nor hath power to charm,So hallow'd Minute Taking so gracious is the time.HORATIOSo I heard and do in part believe it.But, look, the morn, Minute Taking russet mantle clad,Walks o'er the dew of yon high eastward hill:Break our watch up; and by Minute Taking advice,Let us impart what we seen to-nightUnto young Hamlet; for, upon my life,This spirit, dumb to Minute Taking will speak to him.Do you consent we shall acquaint him with needful in our loves, fitting Minute Taking duty?MARCELLUSLet's do't, I pray; and this morning knowWhere we shall find him most conveniently.Exeunt
