Hamlet By William Shakespeare Act I: Scene 2

HORATIO.
As I do live, my honour'd lord, 'tis true;
And we did think it writ down in our duty
To let you know of it.

HAMLET.
Indeed, indeed, sirs, but this troubles me.
Hold you the watch to-night?

MARCELLUS. and Ber.
We do, my lord.

HAMLET.
Arm'd, say you?

BOTH.
Arm'd, my lord.

HAMLET.
From top to toe?

BOTH.
My lord, from head to foot.

HAMLET.
Then saw you not his face?

HORATIO.
O, yes, my lord: he wore his beaver up.

HAMLET.
What, look'd he frowningly?

HORATIO.
A countenance more in sorrow than in anger.

HAMLET.
Pale or red?

HORATIO.
Nay, very pale.

HAMLET.
And fix'd his eyes upon you?

HORATIO.
Most constantly.

HAMLET.
I would I had been there.

HORATIO.
It would have much amaz'd you.

HAMLET.
Very like, very like. Stay'd it long?

HORATIO.
While one with moderate haste might tell a hundred.

MARCELLUS. and Ber.
Longer, longer.

HORATIO.
Not when I saw't.

HAMLET.
His beard was grizzled, — no?

HORATIO.
It was, as I have seen it in his life,
A sable silver'd.

HAMLET.
I will watch to-night;
Perchance 'twill walk again.

HORATIO.
I warr'nt it will.

HAMLET.
If it assume my noble father's person,
I'll speak to it, though hell itself should gape
And bid me hold my peace. I pray you all,
If you have hitherto conceal'd this sight,
Let it be tenable in your silence still;
And whatsoever else shall hap to-night,
Give it an understanding, but no tongue:
I will requite your loves. So, fare ye well:
Upon the platform, 'twixt eleven and twelve,
I'll visit you.

ALL.
Our duty to your honour.

HAMLET.
Your loves, as mine to you: farewell.

[Exeunt Horatio, Marcellus, and Bernardo.]

My father's spirit in arms! All is not well;
I doubt some foul play: would the night were come!
Till then sit still, my soul: foul deeds will rise,
Though all the earth o'erwhelm them, to men's eyes.

[Exit.]

Back to Top

Take the Quiz

Approximately how much time has passed between the death of King Hamlet and the remarriage of Gertrude to Claudius?




Quiz