SCENE I. - Elsinore. A Platform before the Castle.
FRANCISCO at his post. Enter to him BERNARDO.
Bernardo: Who´s there?
Francisco: Nay, answer me: stand, and unfold yourself.
Bernardo: Long live the king!
Francisco: You come most carefully upon your hour.
Bernardo: 'Tis now struck twelve; get thee to bed, Francisco.
Francisco: For this relief much thanks; 'tis bitter cold,
And I am sick at heart.
Bernardo: Have you had quiet guard?
Francisco: Not a mouse stirring.
Bernardo: Well, good-night.
If you do meet Horatio and Marcellus,
The rivals of my watch, bid them make haste.
Francisco: I think I hear them. Stand, ho! Who´s there?
Enter HORATIO and MARCELLUS.
Horatio: Friends to this ground.
Marcellus: And liegemen to the Dane.
Francisco: Give you good-night.
Marcellus: O! farewell, honest soldier:
Who hath reliev'd you?
Francisco: Bernardo has my place.
Give you good-night. [Exit.]
Marcellus: Holla! Bernardo!
What! is Horatio there?
Horatio: A piece of him.
Bernardo: Welcome, Horatio; welcome, good Marcellus.
Marcellus: What! has this thing appear'd again tonight?
Bernardo: I have seen nothing.
Marcellus: Horatio says 'tis but our fantasy.
And will not let belief take hold of him
Touching this dreaded sight twice seen of us:
Therefore I have entreated him along
With us to watch the minutes of this night;
That if again this apparition come,
He may approve our eyes and speak to it.
Horatio: Tush, tush! 'twill not appear.
Bernardo: Sit down awhile,
And let us once again assail your ears,
That are so fortified against our story,
What we two nights have seen.
Horatio: Well, sit we down,
And let us hear Bernardo speak of this.
Bernardo: Last night of all,
When yond same star that´s westward from the pole
Had made his course to illume that part of heaven
Where now it burns, Marcellus and myself,
The bell then beating one, -
Marcellus: Peace! break thee off; look, where it comes again!
WILLIAM SHAKESPEARE: HAMLET