Sit down for a while, and we'll tell you again the
story you don't want to believe, about what
we've seen two nights now.
HORATIO
Well, sit we down,
And let us hear Barnardo speak of this.
HORATIO
Well, let's sit down and listen to Barnardo tell
us.
BARNARDO
Last night of all,
When yond same star that's westward from the pole
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Had made his course t' illume that part of heaven
Where now it burns, Marcellus and myself,
The bell then beating one—
BARNARDO
Last night, when that star to the west of the North Star had
traveled across the night sky to that point where it's
shining now, at one o'clock, Marcellus and
I—
Enter GHOST
The GHOST
enters.
MARCELLUS
Peace, break thee off. Look where it comes again!
MARCELLUS
Quiet, shut up! It's come again.
BARNARDO
In the same figure like the king that's dead.
BARNARDO
Looking just like the dead king.
MARCELLUS
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(to
HORATIO) Thou art a scholar. Speak to
it, Horatio.
MARCELLUS
(to
HORATIO) You're
well-educated, Horatio. Say something to it.
BARNARDO
Looks it not like the king? Mark it, Horatio.
BARNARDO
Doesn't he look like the king, Horatio?
HORATIO
Most like. It harrows me with fear and wonder.
HORATIO
Very much so. It's terrifying.
BARNARDO
It would be spoke to.
BARNARDO
It wants us to speak to it.
MARCELLUS
Question it, Horatio.
MARCELLUS
Ask it something, Horatio.
HORATIO
What art thou that usurp'st this time of night
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Together with that fair and warlike form
In which the majesty of buried Denmark
Did sometimes march? By heaven, I charge thee, speak.
HORATIO
What are you, that you walk out so late at night, looking like the
dead king of Denmark when he dressed for battle? By God, I order you
to speak.
