Hamlet. Macbeth / Гамлет. Макбет. Уильям Шекспир

is't, my noble lord?

Horatio

      What news, my lord?

Hamlet

      O, wonderful!

Horatio

      Good my lord, tell it.

Hamlet

      No, you'll reveal it.

Horatio

      Not I, my lord, by heaven.

Marcellus

      Nor I, my lord.

Hamlet

      How say you then, would heart of man once

                               think it? —

      But you'll be secret?

Horatio and Marcellus

      Ay, by heaven, my lord.

Hamlet

      There's ne'er a villain dwelling in all Denmark

      But he's an arrant knave.

Horatio

      There needs no ghost, my lord, come from

                               the grave

      To tell us this.

Hamlet

      Why, right; you are i' the right;

      And so, without more circumstance at all,

      I hold it fit that we shake hands and part:

      You, as your business and desire shall point you, —

      For every man hath business and desire,

      Such as it is;-and for my own poor part,

      Look you, I'll go pray.

Horatio

      These are but wild and whirling words, my lord.

Hamlet

      I'm sorry they offend you, heartily;

      Yes faith, heartily.

Horatio

      There's no offence, my lord.

Hamlet

      Yes, by Saint Patrick, but there is, Horatio,

      And much offence too. Touching this vision here,

      It is an honest ghost, that let me tell you.

      For your desire to know what is between us,

      O'ermaster't as you may. And now, good friends,

      As you are friends, scholars, and soldiers,

      Give me one poor request.

Horatio

      What is't, my lord? We will.

Hamlet

      Never make known what you have seen tonight.

Horatio and Marcellus

      My lord, we will not.

Hamlet

      Nay, but swear't.

Horatio

      In faith, my lord, not I.

Marcellus

      Nor I, my lord, in faith.

Hamlet

      Upon my sword.

Marcellus

      We have sworn, my lord, already.

Hamlet

      Indeed, upon my sword, indeed.

Ghost

      [Cries under the stage]

      Swear.

Hamlet

      Ha, ha boy, sayst 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' th'earth so fast?

      A worthy pioner! Once more remove,

                               good friends.

Horatio

      O day and night, but this is wondrous strange.

Hamlet

      And therefore as a stranger give it welcome.

      There are more things in heaven and earth, Horatio,

      Than are dreamt of in your philosophy. But come,

      Here, as before, never, so help you mercy,

      How strange or odd soe'er I bear myself, —

      As I perchance hereafter shall think meet

      To put an antic disposition on —

      That you, at such times seeing me, never shall,

      With arms encumber'd thus, or this head-shake,

      Or by pronouncing of some doubtful phrase,

      As 'Well, we know', or 'We could and if we would',

      Or 'If we list to speak'; or 'There be

                               and if they might',

      Or such ambiguous giving out, to note

      That you know aught of me:-this not to do.

      So grace and mercy at your most need help you,

      Swear.

Ghost

      [Beneath]

      Swear.

Hamlet

      Rest, rest, perturbed spirit. So, gentlemen,

      With all my love I do commend me to you;

      And what so poor a man as Hamlet is

      May do t'express his love and friending to you,

      God willing, shall not lack. Let us go in together,

      And still your fingers on your lips, I pray.

      The time is out of joint. O cursed spite,

      That ever I was born to set it right.

      Nay, come, let's go together.

      [Exeunt]

      Act II

      Scene I

      A room in Polonius's house

      Enter Polonius and Reynaldo

Polonius

      Give him this money and these notes, Reynaldo.

Reynaldo

      I will, my lord.

Polonius

      You shall do marvellous wisely, good Reynaldo,

      Before you visit him, to make inquiry

      Of his behaviour.

Reynaldo

      My lord, I did intend it.

Polonius

      Marry, well said; very well said. Look you, sir,

      Enquire me first what Danskers are in Paris;

      And how, and who, what means, and where

                               they keep,

      What company, at what expense; and finding

      By this