I do not set my life at a pin's fee; And, for my soul, what can it do to that, Being a thing immortal as itself? It waves me forth again;-I'll follow it. Hor. What, if it tempt you toward the flood, my lord, Or to the dreadful summit of the cliff, That beetles o'er his base into the sea? And there assume some other horrible form Ghost. So art thou to revenge, when thou shalt hear. Ghost. I am thy father's spirit; Doom'd for a certain term to walk the night, And, for the day confin'd to fast in fires, Till the foul crimes, done in my days of nature, Are burnt and purg'd away. But that I am forbid To tell the secrets of my prison-house, I could a tale unfold, whose lightest word Would harrow up thy soul; freeze thy young Make thy two eyes, like stars, start from their spheres; Thy knotted and combined locks to part, And each particular hair to stand on end, Like quills upon the fretful porcupine But this eternal blazon must not be To ears of flesh and blood :-List, list, Ghost. Revenge his foul and most unnatural murder. Ghost. Murder most foul, as in the best it is ; And duller should'st thou be than the fat weed That rots itself in ease on Lethe wharf, Would'st thou not stir in this. Now, Hamlet, hear: A serpent stung me; so the whole ear of Denmark Rankly abus'd: but know, thou noble youth, Ham. O, my prophetic soul! my uncle! With witchcraft of his wit, with traitorous gifts, The will of my most seeming virtuous queen: But, soft! methinks, I scent the morning air; Ham. O, horrible! O, horrible! most horrible! But, howsoever thou pursu'st this act, And to those thorne that in how L You will reveal it. But you'll be secret, Hor. Mar. Ham. There's ne'er a villain, dwelling But he's an arrant knave. To tell us this. Why, right; you are in the right: And so, without more circumstance at all, hold it fit that we shake hands, and part : ou, as your business, and desire, shall point you ;— or every man hath business, and desire, uch as it is, and for my own poor part, ook you, I will go pray. |