Act 1, Scene 4

The platform.

  1. [Enter Hamlet, Horatio, and Marcellus.]
  2. Hamlet
  3. 607 The air bites shrewdly; it is very cold.
  4. Horatio
  5. 608 It is a nipping and an eager air.
  6. Hamlet
  7. 609 What hour now?
  8. Horatio
  9. 610 I think it lacks of twelve.
  10. Marcellus
  11. 611 No, it is struck.
  12. Horatio
  13. 612 Indeed? I heard it not: then draws near the season
  14. 613 Wherein the spirit held his wont to walk.
  15. [A flourish of trumpets, and ordnance shot off within.]
  16. Horatio
  17. 614 What does this mean, my lord?
  18. Hamlet
  19. 615 The King doth wake to-night and takes his rouse,
  20. 616 Keeps wassail, and the swaggering up-spring reels;
  21. 617 And, as he drains his draughts of Rhenish down,
  22. 618 The kettle-drum and trumpet thus bray out
  23. 619 The triumph of his pledge.
  24. Horatio
  25. 620 Is it a custom?
  26. Hamlet
  27. 621 Ay, marry, is't;
  28. 622 But to my mind,—though I am native here,
  29. 623 And to the manner born,—it is a custom
  30. 624 More honour'd in the breach than the observance.
  31. 625 This heavy-headed revel east and west
  32. 626 Makes us traduc'd and tax'd of other nations:
  33. 627 They clepe us drunkards, and with swinish phrase
  34. 628 Soil our addition; and, indeed, it takes
  35. 629 From our achievements, though perform'd at height,
  36. 630 The pith and marrow of our attribute.
  37. 631 So oft it chances in particular men
  38. 632 That, for some vicious mole of nature in them,
  39. 633 As in their birth,—wherein they are not guilty,
  40. 634 Since nature cannot choose his origin,—
  41. 635 By the o'ergrowth of some complexion,
  42. 636 Oft breaking down the pales and forts of reason;
  43. 637 Or by some habit, that too much o'er-leavens
  44. 638 The form of plausive manners;—that these men,—
  45. 639 Carrying, I say, the stamp of one defect,
  46. 640 Being nature's livery, or fortune's star,—
  47. 641 Their virtues else,—be they as pure as grace,
  48. 642 As infinite as man may undergo,—
  49. 643 Shall in the general censure take corruption
  50. 644 From that particular fault: the dram of eale
  51. 645 Doth all the noble substance often doubt
  52. 646 To his own scandal.
  53. Horatio
  54. 647 Look, my lord, it comes!
  55. [Enter Ghost.]
  56. Hamlet
  57. 648 Angels and ministers of grace defend us!—
  58. 649 Be thou a spirit of health or goblin damn'd,
  59. 650 Bring with thee airs from heaven or blasts from hell,
  60. 651 Be thy intents wicked or charitable,
  61. 652 Thou com'st in such a questionable shape
  62. 653 That I will speak to thee: I'll call thee Hamlet,
  63. 654 King, father, royal Dane; O, answer me!
  64. 655 Let me not burst in ignorance; but tell
  65. 656 Why thy canoniz'd bones, hearsed in death,
  66. 657 Have burst their cerements; why the sepulchre,
  67. 658 Wherein we saw thee quietly in-urn'd,
  68. 659 Hath op'd his ponderous and marble jaws
  69. 660 To cast thee up again! What may this mean,
  70. 661 That thou, dead corse, again in complete steel,
  71. 662 Revisit'st thus the glimpses of the moon,
  72. 663 Making night hideous, and we fools of nature
  73. 664 So horridly to shake our disposition
  74. 665 With thoughts beyond the reaches of our souls?
  75. 666 Say, why is this? wherefore? what should we do?
  76. [Ghost beckons Hamlet.]
  77. Horatio
  78. 667 It beckons you to go away with it,
  79. 668 As if it some impartment did desire
  80. 669 To you alone.
  81. Marcellus
  82. 670 Look with what courteous action
  83. 671 It waves you to a more removed ground:
  84. 672 But do not go with it!
  85. Horatio
  86. 673 No, by no means.
  87. Hamlet
  88. 674 It will not speak; then will I follow it.
  89. Horatio
  90. 675 Do not, my lord.
  91. Hamlet
  92. 676 Why, what should be the fear?
  93. 677 I do not set my life at a pin's fee;
  94. 678 And for my soul, what can it do to that,
  95. 679 Being a thing immortal as itself?
  96. 680 It waves me forth again;—I'll follow it.
  97. Horatio
  98. 681 What if it tempt you toward the flood, my lord,
  99. 682 Or to the dreadful summit of the cliff
  100. 683 That beetles o'er his base into the sea,
  101. 684 And there assume some other horrible form
  102. 685 Which might deprive your sovereignty of reason,
  103. 686 And draw you into madness? think of it:
  104. 687 The very place puts toys of desperation,
  105. 688 Without more motive, into every brain
  106. 689 That looks so many fadoms to the sea
  107. 690 And hears it roar beneath.
  108. Hamlet
  109. 691 It waves me still.—
  110. 692 Go on; I'll follow thee.
  111. Marcellus
  112. 693 You shall not go, my lord.
  113. Hamlet
  114. 694 Hold off your hands.
  115. Horatio
  116. 695 Be rul'd; you shall not go.
  117. Hamlet
  118. 696 My fate cries out,
  119. 697 And makes each petty artery in this body
  120. 698 As hardy as the Nemean lion's nerve.—
  121. [Ghost beckons.]
  122. Hamlet
  123. 699 Still am I call'd;—unhand me, gentlemen;—
  124. [Breaking free from them.]
  125. Hamlet
  126. 700 By heaven, I'll make a ghost of him that lets me!—
  127. 701 I say, away!—Go on; I'll follow thee.
  128. [Exeunt Ghost and Hamlet.]
  129. Horatio
  130. 702 He waxes desperate with imagination.
  131. Marcellus
  132. 703 Let's follow; 'tis not fit thus to obey him.
  133. Horatio
  134. 704 Have after.—To what issue will this come?
  135. Marcellus
  136. 705 Something is rotten in the state of Denmark.
  137. Horatio
  138. 706 Heaven will direct it.
  139. Marcellus
  140. 707 Nay, let's follow him.
  141. [Exeunt.]