Why this same strict and most observant watch Good now, sit down, and tell me, he that knows,
This bodes some strange eruption to our state. In what particular thought to work I know not īut in the gross and scope of my opinion, With martial stalk hath he gone by our watch. Thus twice before, and jump at this dead hour, So frown'd he once, when, in an angry parle, How now, Horatio! you tremble and look pale: Stay! speak, speak! I charge thee, speak! What art thou that usurp'st this time of night,ĭid sometimes march? by heaven I charge thee, speak! Most like: it harrows me with fear and wonder. Looks it not like the king? mark it, Horatio. In the same figure, like the king that's dead. Peace, break thee off look, where it comes again! Where now it burns, Marcellus and myself, Had made his course to illume that part of heaven When yond same star that's westward from the pole With us to watch the minutes of this night Touching this dreaded sight, twice seen of us: What, has this thing appear'd again to-night? Welcome, Horatio: welcome, good Marcellus. The rivals of my watch, bid them make haste. 'Tis now struck twelve get thee to bed, Francisco.įor this relief much thanks: 'tis bitter cold, Nay, answer me: stand, and unfold yourself. Hamlet Please see the bottom of the page for full explanatory notes and helpful resources. Shakespeare's Hamlet Act 1 Scene 1 - Horatio sees the Ghost
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