GHOST.
[Beneath.] Swear.
HAMLET.
Ha, ha boy! say'st thou so? art thou there, truepenny? —
Come on! — you hear this fellow in the cellarage, —
Consent to swear.
HORATIO.
Propose the oath, my lord.
HAMLET.
Never to speak of this that you have seen,
Swear by my sword.
GHOST.
[Beneath.] Swear.
HAMLET.
Hic et ubique? then we'll shift our ground. —
Come hither, gentlemen,
And lay your hands again upon my sword:
Never to speak of this that you have heard,
Swear by my sword.
GHOST.
[Beneath.] Swear.
HAMLET.
Well said, old mole! canst work i' the earth so fast?
A worthy pioner! — Once more remove, good friends.
