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<TITLE>The Tragedy of Hamlet, Prince of Denmark</TITLE>
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<p>SGML markup by Jon Bosak, 1992-1994.</p>
<p>XML version by Jon Bosak, 1996-1997.</p>
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<PERSONAE>
<TITLE>Dramatis Personae</TITLE>
<PERSONA>CLAUDIUS, king of Denmark. </PERSONA>
<PERSONA>HAMLET, son to the late, and nephew to the present king.</PERSONA>
<PERSONA>POLONIUS, lord chamberlain. </PERSONA>
<PERSONA>HORATIO, friend to Hamlet.</PERSONA>
<PERSONA>LAERTES, son to Polonius.</PERSONA>
<PERSONA>LUCIANUS, nephew to the king.</PERSONA>
<PGROUP>
<PERSONA> SOMEBODY. </PERSONA>
<PERSONA>CORNELIUS</PERSONA>
<PERSONA>ROSENCRANTZ</PERSONA>
<PERSONA>GUILDENSTERN</PERSONA>
<PERSONA>OSRIC</PERSONA>
<GRPDESCR>courtiers.</GRPDESCR>
</PGROUP>
</PERSONAE>
<SCNDESCR>SCENE Denmark.</SCNDESCR>
<PLAYSUBT>HAMLET</PLAYSUBT>
<ACT><TITLE>ACT I</TITLE>
<SCENE><TITLE>SCENE I. Elsinore. A platform before the castle.</TITLE>
<STAGEDIR>FRANCISCO at his post. Enter to him BERNARDO</STAGEDIR>
<SPEECH>
<SPEAKER>BERNARDO</SPEAKER>
<LINE>Who's there?</LINE>
</SPEECH>
<SPEECH>
<SPEAKER>FRANCISCO</SPEAKER>
<LINE>Nay, answer me: stand, and unfold yourself.</LINE>
</SPEECH>
<SPEECH>
<SPEAKER>BERNARDO</SPEAKER>
<LINE>Long live the king!</LINE>
</SPEECH>
<SPEECH>
<SPEAKER>FRANCISCO</SPEAKER>
<LINE>Bernardo?</LINE>
</SPEECH>
<SPEECH>
<SPEAKER>BERNARDO</SPEAKER>
<LINE>He.</LINE>
</SPEECH>
<SPEECH>
<SPEAKER>FRANCISCO</SPEAKER>
<LINE>You come most carefully upon your hour.</LINE>
</SPEECH>
<SPEECH>
<SPEAKER>BERNARDO</SPEAKER>
<LINE>'Tis now struck twelve; get thee to bed, Francisco.</LINE>
</SPEECH>
<SPEECH>
<SPEAKER>FRANCISCO</SPEAKER>
<LINE>For this relief much thanks: 'tis bitter cold,</LINE>
<LINE>And I am sick at heart.</LINE>
</SPEECH>
<SPEECH>
<SPEAKER>BERNARDO</SPEAKER>
<LINE>Have you had quiet guard?</LINE>
</SPEECH>
<SPEECH>
<SPEAKER>FRANCISCO</SPEAKER>
<LINE>Not a mouse stirring.</LINE>
</SPEECH>
<SPEECH>
<SPEAKER>BERNARDO</SPEAKER>
<LINE>Well, good night.</LINE>
<LINE>If you do meet Horatio and Marcellus,</LINE>
<LINE>The rivals of my watch, bid them make haste.</LINE>
</SPEECH>
<SPEECH>
<SPEAKER>FRANCISCO</SPEAKER>
<LINE>I think I hear them. Stand, ho! Who's there?</LINE>
</SPEECH>
<STAGEDIR>Enter HORATIO and MARCELLUS</STAGEDIR>
<SPEECH>
<SPEAKER>HORATIO</SPEAKER>
<LINE>Friends to this ground.</LINE>
</SPEECH>
<SPEECH>
<SPEAKER>MARCELLUS</SPEAKER>
<LINE>And liegemen to the Dane.</LINE>
</SPEECH>
<STAGEDIR>Exit</STAGEDIR>
<SPEECH>
<SPEAKER>MARCELLUS</SPEAKER>
<LINE>Holla! Bernardo!</LINE>
</SPEECH>
<SPEECH>
<SPEAKER>BERNARDO</SPEAKER>
<LINE>Say,</LINE>
<LINE>What, is Horatio there?</LINE>
</SPEECH>
<SPEECH>
<SPEAKER>HORATIO</SPEAKER>
<LINE>What art thou that usurp'st this time of night,</LINE>
<LINE>Together with that fair and warlike form</LINE>
<LINE>In which the majesty of buried Denmark</LINE>
<LINE>Did sometimes march? by heaven I charge thee, speak!</LINE>
</SPEECH>
<SPEECH>
<SPEAKER>MARCELLUS</SPEAKER>
<LINE>It is offended.</LINE>
</SPEECH>
<SPEECH>
<SPEAKER>BERNARDO</SPEAKER>
<LINE>See, it stalks away!</LINE>
</SPEECH>
<SPEECH>
<SPEAKER>HORATIO</SPEAKER>
<LINE>Stay! speak, speak! I charge thee, speak!</LINE>
</SPEECH>
<STAGEDIR>Exit Ghost</STAGEDIR>
<SPEECH>
<SPEAKER>MARCELLUS</SPEAKER>
<LINE>'Tis gone, and will not answer.</LINE>
</SPEECH>
<SPEECH>
<SPEAKER>BERNARDO</SPEAKER>
<LINE>How now, Horatio! you tremble and look pale:</LINE>
<LINE>Is not this something more than fantasy?</LINE>
<LINE>What think you on't?</LINE>
</SPEECH>
<SPEECH>
<SPEAKER>HORATIO</SPEAKER>
<LINE>Before my God, I might not this believe</LINE>
<LINE>Without the sensible and true avouch</LINE>
<LINE>Of mine own eyes.</LINE>
</SPEECH>
<SPEECH>
<SPEAKER>MARCELLUS</SPEAKER>
<LINE>Is it not like the king?</LINE>
</SPEECH>
<SPEECH>
<SPEAKER>HORATIO</SPEAKER>
<LINE>As thou art to thyself:</LINE>
<LINE>Such was the very armour he had on</LINE>
<LINE>When he the ambitious Norway combated;</LINE>
<LINE>So frown'd he once, when, in an angry parle,</LINE>
<LINE>He smote the sledded Polacks on the ice.</LINE>
<LINE>'Tis strange.</LINE>
</SPEECH>
<SPEECH>
<SPEAKER>MARCELLUS</SPEAKER>
<LINE>Thus twice before, and jump at this dead hour,</LINE>
<LINE>With martial stalk hath he gone by our watch.</LINE>
</SPEECH>
<SPEECH>
<SPEAKER>HORATIO</SPEAKER>
<LINE>In what particular thought to work I know not;</LINE>
<LINE>But in the gross and scope of my opinion,</LINE>
<LINE>This bodes some strange eruption to our state.</LINE>
</SPEECH>
<SPEECH>
<SPEAKER>MARCELLUS</SPEAKER>
<LINE>Shall I strike at it with my partisan?</LINE>
</SPEECH>
<SPEECH>
<SPEAKER>HORATIO</SPEAKER>
<LINE>Do, if it will not stand.</LINE>
</SPEECH>
<SPEECH>
<SPEAKER>HORATIO</SPEAKER>
<LINE>So have I heard and do in part believe it.</LINE>
<LINE>But, look, the morn, in russet mantle clad,</LINE>
<LINE>Walks o'er the dew of yon high eastward hill:</LINE>
<LINE>Break we our watch up; and by my advice,</LINE>
<LINE>Let us impart what we have seen to-night</LINE>
<LINE>Unto young Hamlet; for, upon my life,</LINE>
<LINE>This spirit, dumb to us, will speak to him.</LINE>
<LINE>Do you consent we shall acquaint him with it,</LINE>
<LINE>As needful in our loves, fitting our duty?</LINE>
</SPEECH>
<SPEECH>
<SPEAKER>MARCELLUS</SPEAKER>
<LINE>Let's do't, I pray; and I this morning know</LINE>
<LINE>Where we shall find him most conveniently.</LINE>
</SPEECH>
<STAGEDIR>Exeunt</STAGEDIR>
</SCENE>
</ACT>
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