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THE TRAGEDY OF HAMLET； PRINCE OF DENMARK
HAMLET； PRINCE OF
DENMARK
William Shakespeare
1604
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Dramatis Personae
Claudius； King of Denmark。 Marcellus； Officer。 Hamlet； son to the
former； and nephew to the present king。 Polonius； Lord Chamberlain。
Horatio； friend to Hamlet。 Laertes； son to Polonius。 Voltemand； courtier。
Cornelius； courtier。 Rosencrantz； courtier。 Guildenstern； courtier。 Osric；
courtier。 A Gentleman； courtier。 A Priest。 Marcellus； officer。 Bernardo；
officer。 Francisco； a soldier Reynaldo； servant to Polonius。 Players。 Two
Clowns； gravediggers。 Fortinbras； Prince of Norway。 A Norwegian
Captain。 English Ambassadors。
Gertrude； Queen of Denmark； mother to Hamlet。 Ophelia； daughter to
Polonius。
Ghost of Hamlet's Father。
Lords； Ladies； Officers； Soldiers； Sailors； Messengers；Attendants。
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ACT I。
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SCENE I。 Elsinore。 A platform before the Castle。
Enter two Sentinels…＇first；＇ Francisco； ＇who paces up and down at his
post； then＇ Bernardo； ＇who approaches him＇。
Ber。 Who's there？ Fran。 Nay； answer me。 Stand and unfold yourself。
Ber。 Long live the King！ Fran。 Bernardo？ Ber。 He。 Fran。 You come most
carefully upon your hour。 Ber。 'Tis now struck twelve。 Get thee to bed；
Francisco。 Fran。 For this relief much thanks。 'Tis bitter cold； And I am sick
at heart。 Ber。 Have you had quiet guard？ Fran。 Not a mouse stirring。 Ber。
Well； good night。 If you do meet Horatio and Marcellus； The rivals of my
watch； bid them make haste。
Enter Horatio and Marcellus。
Fran。 I think I hear them。 Stand； ho！ Who is there？ Hor。 Friends to this
ground。 Mar。 And liegemen to the Dane。 Fran。 Give you good night。 Mar。
O； farewell； honest soldier。 Who hath reliev'd you？ Fran。 Bernardo hath
my place。 Give you good night。 Exit。 Mar。 Holla； Bernardo！ Ber。 Say…
What； is Horatio there ？ Hor。 A piece of him。 Ber。 Welcome； Horatio。
Welcome； good Marcellus。 Mar。 What； has this thing appear'd again to…
night？ Ber。 I have seen nothing。 Mar。 Horatio says 'tis but our fantasy； And
will not let belief take hold of him Touching this dreaded sight； twice seen
of us。 Therefore I have entreated him along； With us to watch the minutes
of this night； That； if again this apparition come； He may approve our eyes
and speak to it。 Hor。 Tush； tush； 'twill not appear。 Ber。 Sit down awhile；
And let us once again assail your ears； That are so fortified against our
story； What we two nights have seen。 Hor。 Well； sit we down； And let us
hear Bernardo speak of this。 Ber。 Last night of all； When yond same star
that's westward from the pole Had made his course t' illume that part of
heaven Where now it burns； Marcellus and myself； The bell then beating
one…
Enter Ghost。
Mar。 Peace！ break thee off！ Look where it comes again！ Ber。 In the
same figure； like the King that's dead。 Mar。 Thou art a scholar； speak to it；
Horatio。 Ber。 Looks it not like the King？ Mark it； Horatio。 Hor。 Most like。
It harrows me with fear and wonder。 Ber。 It would be spoke to。 Mar。
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Question it； Horatio。 Hor。 What art thou that usurp'st this time of night
Together with that fair and warlike form In which the majesty of buried
Denmark Did sometimes march？ By heaven I charge thee speak！ Mar。 It is
offended。 Ber。 See； it stalks away！ Hor。 Stay！ Speak； speak！ I charge thee
speak！Exit Ghost。 Mar。 'Tis gone and will not answer。 Ber。 How now；
Horatio？ You tremble and look pale。 Is not this something more than
fantasy？ What think you on't？ Hor。 Before my God； I might not this
believe Without the sensible and true avouch Of mine own eyes。 Mar。 Is it
not like the King？ Hor。 As thou art to thyself。 Such was the very armour he
had on When he th' ambitious Norway combated。 So frown'd he once
when； in an angry parle； He smote the sledded Polacks on the ice。 'Tis
strange。 Mar。 Thus twice before； and jump at this dead hour； With martial
stalk hath he gone by our watch。 Hor。 In what particular thought to work I
know not； But； in the gross and scope of my opinion； This bodes some
strange eruption to our state。 Mar。 Good now； sit down； and tell me he that
knows； Why this same strict and most observant watch So nightly toils the
subject of the land； And why such daily cast of brazen cannon And foreign
mart for implements of war； Why such impress of shipwrights； whose sore
task Does not divide the Sunday from the week。 What might be toward；
that this sweaty haste Doth make the night joint…labourer with the day？
Who is't that can inform me？ Hor。 That can I。 At least； the whisper goes so。
Our last king； Whose image even but now appear'd to us； Was； as you
know； by Fortinbras of Norway； Thereto prick'd on by a most emulate
pride； Dar'd to the combat； in which our valiant Hamlet （For so this side of
our known world esteem'd him） Did slay this Fortinbras； who； by a seal'd
compact； Well ratified by law and heraldry； Did forfeit； with his life； all
those his lands Which he stood seiz'd of； to the conqueror； Against the
which a moiety competent Was gaged by our king； which had return'd To
the inheritance of Fortinbras； Had he been vanquisher； as； by the same
cov'nant And carriage of the article design'd； His fell to Hamlet。 Now； sir；
young Fortinbras； Of unimproved mettle hot and full； Hath in the skirts of
Norway； here and there； Shark'd up a list of lawless resolutes； For food and
diet； to some enterprise That hath a stomach in't； which is no other； As it
doth well appear unto our state； But to recover of us； by strong hand And
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terms compulsatory； those foresaid lands So by his father lost； and this； I
take it； Is the main motive of our preparations； The source of this our
watch； and the chief head Of this post…haste and romage in the land。 Ber。 I
think it be no other but e'en so。 Well may it sort that this portentous figure
Comes armed through our watch； so like the King That was and is the
question of these wars。 Hor。 A mote it is to trouble the mind's eye。 In the
most high and palmy state of Rome； A little ere the mightiest Julius fell；
The graves stood tenantless； and the sheeted dead Did squeak and gibber
in the Roman streets； As stars with trains of fire； and dews of blood；
Disasters in the sun； and the moist star Upon whose influence Neptune's
empire stands Was sick almost to doomsday with eclipse。 And even the
like precurse of fierce events； As harbingers preceding still the fates And
prologue to the omen coming on； Have heaven and earth together
demonstrated Unto our climature and countrymen。
Enter Ghost again。
But soft！ behold！ Lo； where it comes again！ I'll cross it； though it blast
me。… Stay illusion！Spreads his arms。 If thou hast any sound； or use of voice；
Speak to me。 If there be any good thing to be done； That may to thee do
ease； and； race to me； Speak to me。 If thou art privy to thy country's fate；
Which happily foreknowing may avoid； O； speak！ Or if thou hast
uphoarded in thy life Extorted treasure in the womb of earth （For which；
they say； you spirits oft walk in death）；The cock crows。 Speak of it！ Stay；
and speak！… Stop it； Marcellus！ Mar。 Shall I strike at it with my partisan？
Hor。 Do； if it will not stand。 Ber。 'Tis here！ Hor。 'Tis here！ Mar。 'Tis
gone！Exit Ghost。 We do it wrong； being so majestical； To offer it the show
of violence； For it is as the air； invulnerable； And our vain blows malicious