er I had seem} that day Horatio,(.) My father, methinks I see my father. Horatio where my lord? Hamlet In my mind's eye <(>Horatio>.()) Horatio 185 I saw him once.(;) he was a goodly king. Hamlet He was a man, take him for all in all<:> I shall not look upon his like again. Horatio My lord, I think I saw him yesternight. Hamlet Saw,(?) who? Horatio 190 My lord<,> the king your father. Hamlet The king my father? Horatio Season your admiration for awhile With an attent ear<;> till I may deliver Upon the witness of these gentlemen<,> 195 This marvel to you. Hamlet For God's (Heauens) love, let me hear?(.) Horatio Two nights together<,> had these gentlemen <(>Marcellus and Bernardo,()) on their watch In the dead vast and middle of the night Been thus encounter'd,(.) a figure like your father<,> 200 Armed at point exactly<,> cap-a-pe, Appears before them, and with solemn march{,} Goes slow and stately<:> by themi{;} thrice he walk'd By their oppress'd and fear-surprised eyes<,> Within his truncheon's length,(:) whilst they, distill'd (bestil'd) 205 Almost to gelly (lelly) with the act of fear<,> Stand dumb and speak not to him;(.) this to me In dreadful secrecy impart they did, And I with them the third night kept the watch, Whereas {*} they had deliver'd, both in time<,> {* Where, as Кв1} 210 Form of the thing,(;) each word made true and good, The apparition comes:(.) I knew your father,(:) These hands are not more like. Hamlet But where was this? Marcellus My lord, upon the platform where we watch,(.) Hamlet 215 Did you not speak to it? Horatio My lord, I did,(;) But answer made it none,(:) yet once methought It lifted up its head<,> and did address Itself to motion<,> like as it would speak; But even then<,> the morning cock crew loud.(;) 220 And at the sound it shrunk in haste away<,> And vanish'd from our sight. Hamlet 'Tis very strange. Horatio As I do live my honour'd lord 'tis true<;> And we did think it writ down in our duty To let you know of it. Hamlet 225 Indeed, sirs<;> but this troubles me,(.) Hold you the watch tonight? All (Both) We do my lord. Hamlet Arm'd<,> say you? All (Both) Arm'd<,> my lord. Hamlet From top to toe? All (Both) My lord<,> from head to foot. Hamlet Then saw you not his face.(?) Horatio 230 О yes<,> my lord, he wore his beaver up. Hamlet What<,> look'd he frowningly? Horatio A countenance more in sorrow than in anger. Hamlet Pale, or red? Horatio Nay very pale. Hamlet And fix'd his eyes upon you? Horatio 235 Most constantly. Hamlet I would I had been there. Horatio It would have much amazed you. Hamlet Very like, stay'd it long? Horatio While one with moderate haste might tell a hundred. Both (All) Longer, longer. Horatio 240 Not when I saw't. Hamlet His beard was grizzled (grisly),(?) no. Horatio It was<,> as I have seen it in his life<,> A sable silver'd. Hamlet I will watch tonigh {*}<;> {* tonight Кв4} Perchance 'twill walk (wake) again. Horatio I warrant it will. Hamlet If it assume my noble father's person, 245 I'll speak to it<,> though hell itself should gape And bid me hold my peace;(.) I pray you all<,> If you have hitherto conceal'd this sight<;> Let it be tenable (treble) in your silence still,(:) And whatsomever (whatsoeuer) else shall hap tonight, 250 Give it an understanding but no tongue,(;) I will requite your loves,(:) so<,> fare you well: Upon the platform, 'twixt eleven and twelve<,> I'll visit you. All Our duty to your honour. Exeunt. Hamlet Your love{s}, as mine to you,(:) farewell. 255 My father's spirit {(}in arms)(?) all is not well,(:) I doubt some foul play,(:) would the night were come,(;) Till then sit still, my soul,(;) fonde (foul) deeds will rise<,> Though all the earth o'erwhelm them, to men's eyes. Exit. Enter Laertes{,} and Ophelia<,> {his sister}. Laertes My necessaries are embark'd,(;) farewell,(:) And sister, as the winds give benefit And convey (convoy) in (is) assistant<;> do not sleep<,> But let me hear from you. Ophelia Do you doubt that? Laertes 5 For Hamlet and the trifling of his favor (fauours), Hold it a fashion and a toy in blood<;> A violet in the youth of primy nature,(;) Forward (Froward), not permanent,(;) sweet{,} not lasting{,} The {perfume and} suppliance of a minute 10 No more. Ophelia No more but so. Laertes Think it no more.(:) For nature, crescent, does not grow alone<,> In thews and bulk{es), but, as this temple waxes<,> The inward service of the mind and soul Grows wide withal. Perhaps he loves you now, 15 And now no soil nor cautel doth besmirch The virtue of his will (feare),(:) but you must fear{,} His greatness weigh'd, his will is not his own,(;) He may not, as unvalued persons do, 20 Carve for himself,(;) for on his choice depends The safety (sanctity) and health of this (the) whole (weole) state,(.) And therefore must his choice be circumscribed Unto the voice and yielding of that body<,> Whereof he is the head,(.) then if he says he loves you, 25 It fits your wisdom so far to believe it<;> As he in his {particular act and place} May give his saying deed.(:> which is no further<,> Than the main voice of Denmark goes withal. Then weigh what loss your honour may sustain<,> 30 If with too credent ear you list his songs<;> Or lose your heart,(;) or your chaste treasure open To his unmaster'd importunity. Fear it Ophelia, fear it my dear sister, And keep {you in} the rear of your affection<;> 35 Out of the shot and danger of desire,(.) The chariest maid is prodigal enough<,> If she unmask her beauty to the moono Virtue itself 'scapes not calumnious strokes<,> The canker galls the infants of the spring 40 Too oft before their (the) buttons be disclosed, And in the morn and liquid dew of youth<(> Contagious blastments are most imminent,(.) Be wary then, best safety lies in fear,(;> Youth to itself rebels, though none else near. Ophelia 45 I shall the effect of this good lesson keep<,> As watchma(e)n to my heart,(:) but good my brother Do not as some ungracious pastors do, Show me the steep and thorny way to heaven<;> Whiles a puffed{,} and reckless libertine 50 Himself the primrose path of dalliance treads.(,) And recks not his own rede. {Enter Polonius.} Laertes O, fear me not,(.) I stay too long: but here my father comes<:> A double blessing is a double grace,(:) Occasion smiles upon a second leave. Polonius 55 Yet here, Laertes? aboard, aboard, for shame, The wind sits in the shoulder of your sail, And you are stay'd for{,} there<:> my blessing with thee (you),(;) And these few precepts in thy memory<,> Look (See) thou character,(.) give thy thoughts no tongue, 60 Nor any unproportioned thought his act,(:) Be thou familiar,(;) but by no means vulgar,(:) Those (the) friends thou hast, and their adoption tried, Grapple them unto (to) thy soul with hoops of steel,(:) But do not dull thy palm<,> with entertainment 65 Of each new-hatch'd (unhatch't)<,> unfledged courage (comrade),(.) beware Of entrance to a quarrel,(:) but being in(,) Bear't that the opposed may beware of thee,(.) Give every man thy ear,(;) but few thy voice,(:) Take each man's censure,(;) but reserve thy judgment,(:) 70 Costly thy habit as thy purse can buy,(;) But not express'd in fancy,(;) rich, not gaudy.(:) For the apparel oft proclaims the man<.> And they in France of the best rank and station, Or (Are) of a most select and generous chief in that:(.) 75 Neither a borrower nor a lender boy (be),(;) For loue (loan) oft loses both itself{,} and friend.(:) And borrowing dulleth (dulls the) edge of husbandry;(.) This above all,(;) to thine ownself be true<:> And it must follow<,> as the night the day<,> 80 Thou canst not then be false to any man:(.) Farewell,(:) my blessing season this in thee. Laertes Most humbly do I take my leave<,> my lord. Polonius The time invests (invites) you<;> go, your servants tend. Laertes Farewell Ophelia, and remember well 85 What I have said to you. Ophelia 'Tis in my memory lock'd<,> And you yourself shall keep the key of it. Laertes Farewell. Exit Laertes. Polonius What is 't Ophelia be hath said to you? Ophelia 90 So please you, something touching the l{ord}<,> Hamlet. Polonius Marry<,> well bethought<:> 'Tis told me he hath very oft of late Given private time to you,(;) and you yourself Have of your audience been most free and bounteous,(.) 95 If it be so, as so 'tis put on me,(;) And that in way of caution,(:) I must tell you, You do not understand yourself so clearly<,> As it behooves my daughter, and your honour,(.) What is between you<,> give me up the truth,(?) Ophelia 100 He hath my lord of late<,> made many tenders Of his affection to me. Polonius Affection, pooh,(.) you speak like a green girl<,> Unsifted in such perilous circumstance,(.) Do you believe his tenders<,> as you call them? Ophelia 105 I do not know<,> my lord<,> what I should think. Polonius Marry, I will('ll) teach you,<;> think yourself a baby<,> That you have ta'en these (his) tenders for true pay<,> Which are not sterling,(.) tender yourself more dearly<;> Or {(}not to crack the wind of the poor phrase<,> 110 Wrong (Roaming) {*} it thus)(,) you'll tender me a fooL {* Running Ed.} Ophelia My lord<,> he hath importuned me with love In honourable fashion. Polonius Ay, fashion you may call it, go to, go to. Ophelia And hath given countenance to his speech<,> 115 My lord, with (almost) all the (holy) vows of heaven. Polonius Ay, springes to catch woodcocks,(.) I do know, When the blood bums, how prodigal the soul Lends (Giues) the tongue vows,(:) these blazes<,> daughter<,> Giving more light than heat,(;) extinct in both<,> 120 Even in their promise, as it is a-making<;> You must not take for fire,(.) from (for) this time Be something (somewhat) scanter of your maiden presence<;> Set your entreatments at a higher rate<,> Than a command to parle (parley);(.) for lord Hamlet, 125 Believe so much in him, that he is young, And with a larger tider (tether) may he walk<,> Than may be given you:(.) in few<,> Ophelia, Do not believe his vows,(;) for they are brokers<,> Not of that (the) dye (eye) which their investments show<:> 130 But mere imploratotors (implorators) of unholy suits<,> Breathing like sanctified and pious bonds {*}<,> {* bawds Ed.} The better to beguide (beguile):(.) this is for all,(:) I would not<,> in plain terms<,> from this time forth<,> Have you so slander any moment leisure<,> 135 As to give words or talk with the lord Hamlet,(:) Look to 't<,> I charge you,(;) come your ways. Ophelia I shall obey my lord. Exeunt. +SCENE 4+ Enter Hamlet, Horatio and (,) Marcellus. Hamlet The air bites shrewdly,(:) (it is) very cold.(?) Horatio It is nipping and an eager air. Hamlet What hour now? Horatio I think it lacks of twelve. Marsellus 5 No, it is struck. Horatio Indeed<;> I heard it not,(:) (It then) draws near the season, Wherein the spirit held his wont to walk<.> {_A flourish of trumpets, and two pieces goes off_.} What does this mean my lord? Hamlet The king doth wake tonight<,> and takes his rouse.(,) 10 Keeps wassail (wassels) and the swagg'ring upspring reels:(,) And as he drains his draughts of rhenish down, The kettle-drum{,) and trumpet{,} thus bray out The triumph of his pledge. Horatio Is it a custom? Hamlet 15 Ay, marry, is 't,(;) But (And) to my mind, though I am native here<,> And to the manner born,(:) it is a custom More honour'd in the breach, than the observance. {This heavy-headed reueale {*} easf and west {* revel Кв5} 20 Makes us traduced, and tax'd of other nations, They clepe us drunkards, and with swinish phrase Soil our addition, and indeed it takes From our achievements, though perform'd at height The pith and marrow of our attribute, 25 So oft it chances in particular men, That for some vicious mole of nature in them As in their birth wherein they are not guilty, (Since nature cannot choose his origin) By their o'ergrowth of some complexion 30 Oft breaking down the pales and forts of reason, Or by some habit, that too much o'er-leavens The form of plausive manners, that these men Carrying I say the stamp of one defect Being nature's livery, or fortune's star, - 35 His virtues else be they as pure as grace, As infinite as man may undergo, Shall in the general censure take corruption From that particular fault: the dram or eale {*} {* +evil+} Doth all the noble substance of a doubt 40 To his own scandal.} Enter Ghost. Horatio Look my lord<,> it comes! Hamlet Angels and ministers of grace defend us: Be thou a spirit of health, or goblin damn'd, Bring with thee airs from heaven or blasts from hell, 45 Be thy intents (euents) wicked{,} or charitable, Thou com'st in such a questionable shape{,} That I will speak to thee,(.) I'll call thee Hamlet, King, father, royal Dane,(:) O answer me, Let me not burst in ignorance,(;) but tell 50 Why thy canonized bonesu hearsed in death<,> Have burst their cerements?(,) why the sepulcher{,} Wherein we saw thee quietly interred (inum'd,) Hath oped his ponderous and marble jaws, To cast thee up again? what may this mean 55 That thou dead corse again in complete steel<,> Revisit'st thus the glimpses of the moon, Making night hideous,(?) and we fools of nature<,> So horridly to shake our dispositions With thoughts beyond the(ee;) reaches of our souls, 60 Say, why is this,(?) wherefore,(?) what should we do? Beckins (Ghost beckens Hamlet). Horatio It beckons you to go away with it<,> As if it some impartment did desire To you alone. Marcellus Look with what courteous action It waves (wafts) you to a more removed ground,(:) 65 But do not go with it. Horatio No, by no means. Hamlet It will not speak,(:) then {I will} follow it. Horatio Do not my lord. Hamlet Why, what should be the fear,(?) I do not set my life in a pin's fee.(:) And for my soul, what can it do to that 70 Being a thing immortal as itself;(:) It waves me forth again,(;) I'll follow it. Horatio What if it tempt you toward the flood my lord,(?) Or to the dreadful somnet (sonnet) {*} of the cliff {* summit Ed.} That beetles o'er his base into the sea, 75 And there assume some other horrible form<,> Which might deprive your sovereignty of reason, And draw you into madness{,} think of it,(?) {The very place puts toys of desperation Without more motive, into every brain 80 That looks so many fathoms to the sea And hears it roar beneath.} Hamlet It waves (wafts) me still,(:) Go on, I'll follow thee. Marcellus You shall not go my lord. Hamlet Hold off your hand{s}. Horatio Be ruled, you shall not go. Hamlet My fate cries out<,> 85 And makes each petty arture (artire) in this body<,> As hardy as the Nemean lion's nerve;(:) Still am I call'd,(?) unhand me, gentlemeno By heaven, I'll make a ghost of him that lets me,(:) 90 I say away, go on, I'll follow thee. Exi(eun)t Ghost and Hamlet. Horatio He waxes desperate with imagion (imagination). Marcellus Let's follows,(;) 'tis not fit thus to obey him. Horatio Have after, to what issue will this come? Marcellus Something is rotten in the state of Denmark. Horatio 95 Heaven will direct it. Marcellus Nay<,> let's follow him. Exeunt. +SCENE 5+ Enter Ghost{,} and Hamlet. Hamlet Whither (Where) wilt thou lead me,(?) speak,(;) I'll go no further. Ghost Mark me. Hamlet I will. Ghost My hour is almost come<,> When I to sulph'rous and tormenting flames Must render up myself. Hamlet Alas poor ghost. Ghost 5 Pity me not, but lend thy serious hearing To what I shall unfold. Hamlet Speak, I am bound to hear. Ghost So art thou to revenge, when thou shalt hear. Hamlet What? Ghost 10 I am thy father's spirit, Doom'd for a certain term to walk the night.(;) And for the day confined to fast in fires, Till the foul crimes done in my days of nature Are burnt and purged away:(?) but that I am forbid 15 To tell the secrets of my prison-house,(;) I could a tale unfold whose lightest word Would harrow up thy soul, freeze thy young blood, Make thy two eyes like stars<,> start from their spheres, Thy knott{ed} and combined locks to part, 20 And each particular hair to stand on end, Like quills upon the fearful (fretfull) porpentine.(:) But this eternal blazon must not be To ears of flesh and blood,(;) {list, list, oh,} list:(,) If thou didst ever thy dear father love. Hamlet 25 O God (Heauen).(!) Ghost Revenge his foul<,> and most unnatural murder. Hamlet Murder.(?) Ghost Murder most foul, as in the best it is.(;) But this most foul, strange and unnatural. Hamlet 30 Hast (Hast, hast) me to know't, (that I, with) wings as swift As meditation, or the thoughts of love<,> May sweep to my revenge. Ghost I find thee apt, And duller shouldst thou be than the fat weed That ro{o}ts itself in ease on Lethe wharf, 35 Wouldst thou not stir in this;(.) now Hamlet hear.(:) Tis given out, that sleeping in my (mine) orchard, A serpent stung me; so the whole ear of Denmark<,> Is by a forged process of my death Rankly abused: but know thou noble youth, 40 The serpent that did sting thy father's life<,> Now wears his crown. Hamlet О my prophetic soul!(:) My uncle? Ghost Ay, that incestuous, that adulterate beast{,} With witchcraft of his wits, with (hath) traitorous gifts,(.) 45 О wicked wit and gifts, that have the power So to seduce;(?) won to his (this) shameful lust The will of my most seeming-virtuous queen,(:) O Hamlet, what falling-off was there<,> From me<,> whose love was of that dignity<,> 50 That it went hand in hand, even with the vow I made to her in marriage,о and to decline Upon a wretch<,> whose natural gifts were poor To those of mine;(.) but virtue, as it never will be moved, {*} {* Обычно издатели расчленяют эту строку на две, что и отражает наша нумерация строк} 55 Though lewdness court it in a shape of heaven<:> So but (lust,) though to a radiant angel link'd. Will sort (sate) itself in a celestial bed<,> And prey on garbage. But soft<,> methinks I scent the moming air.(;) 60 Brief let me be;(:) sleeping within my orchard, My custom always of (in) the afternoon,(;) Upon my secure hour thy uncle stole With juice of cursed hebona (hebenon) in a vial, And in the porches of my ears did pour 65 The leprous (leaperous) distilment,(;) whose effect Holds such an enmity with blood of man, That swift as quicksilver<,> it courses through The natural gates and alleys of the body,(;) And with a sudden vigour doth possesse (posset) 70 And curd<,> like eager (aygre) droppings into milk, The thin and wholesome bloodjo) so did it mine,(;> And a most instant tetter bark'd (bak'd) about<,> Most lazar-like, with vile and loathsome crust<,> All my smooth body. 75 Thus was I<,> sleeping<,> by a brother's hand, Of life, of crown, of (and) queen at once dispatch'd(;) Cut off even in the blossoms of my sin, Unhousel'd, disappointed, unanuel'd (unanel'd), No reckoning made, but sent to my account 80 Withall (With all) my imperfections on my head,<;) O, horrible, O, horrible, most horrible! If thou hast nature in thee, bear it not.(:) Let not the royal bed of Denmark be A couch for luxury and damned incest. 85 But, howsomever (howsoeuer) thou pursues this act, Taint not thy mind,(;) nor let thy soul contrive Against thy mother aught,(;) leave her to heaven, And to those thorns that in her bosom lodge<,> To prick and sting her,(.) fare thee well at once,(;) 90 The glow-worm shows the matin to be near<,> And gins to pale his uneffectual fire,(:) Adieu, adieu, adieu (Hamlet),(:) remember me. Hamlet О all you host of heaven,(!) о earth,(;) what else,(?) And shall I couple hell,(?) o, fie,(:) {hold,} hold my heart,(;) 95 And you my sinews, grow not instant old,<;> But bear me swiftly (stiffly) up;(:) remember thee,(?) Ay, thou poor ghost, while memory holds a seat In this distracted globe,<:) remember thee,(?) Yea, from the table of my memory<,> 100 I'll wipe away all trivial fond records, All saws of books, all forms, all pressures past<,> That youth and observation copied there,(;) And thy commandment all alone shall live{,} Within the book and volume of my brain<,> 105 Unmix'd with baser matter,(;) yes by heaven,(:) О most pernicious woman.(!) O villain, villain, smiling, damned villain,(!) My tables, meet it is I set it down<,> That one may smile, and smile{,} and be a villain,(;) 110 At least I'm sure it may be so in Denmark.(;) +Writing+ So uncle{,} there you are,(:) now to my word,(;) It is<;> Adieu, adieu, remember me.(:) I have sworn 't. {Enter Horatio, and Marcellus.} Horatio<. & MARCELLUS. Within> My lord, my lord. Marcellus 115 Lord Hamlet. Horatio Heaven{s} secure him. Hamlet (Marcellus) So be it! Marcellus (Horatio) Hillo, ho, ho, my lord. Hamlet Hillo, ho, ho, boy<;> come{,} and (bird,) come. Marcellus 120 How is 't my noble lord? Horatio What news<,> my lord? Hamlet O wonderful! Horatio Good my lord tell it. Hamlet No{,} you will reveal it. Horatio Not I<,> my lord<,> by heaven. Marcellus Nor I<,> my lord. Hamlet 125 How say you then, would heart of man once think it,(?) But you'll be secret.(?) Both Ay, by heaven{.}<, my lord>. Hamlet There's never a villain{,} Dwelling in all Denmark But he's an arrant knave. Horatio There needs no ghost my lord, come from the grave<,> 130 To tell us this. Hamlet Why right, you are in 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 has business and desire<,> 135 Such as it is,(:) and for mine own poor part<,> {I will} go pray. Horatio These are but wild and whirling (hurling) words<,> my lord. Hamlet I'm sorry they offend you heartily,(:) 140 Yes faith<,> heartily. Horatio There's no offence my lord. Hamlet Yes<,> by Saint Patrick<,> but there is Horatio (my lord), 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<,> 145 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 to-night. Both 150 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 155 Indeed<,> upon my sword, indeed. {Ghost cries under the Stage.} Ghost Swear. Hamlet Ah{,} ha{,} boy, say'st 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 160 Never to speak of this that you have seen<.> Swear by my sword. Ghost +Beneath+ Swear. Hamlet Hic(,) & ubique? then we'll shift our (for) ground:(,) Come hither gentlemen<,> 165 And lay your hands again upon my sword, Swear by my sword Never to speak of this that you have heard. {*} {* В Ф две строки идут в обратном порядке.} Ghost +Beneath+ Swear {by his sword}. Hamlet Well said old mole, canst work i' the earth (ground) so fast,(?) 170 A worthy pioner, once more remove, good friends. Horatio О 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 (our) philosophy,(.) but come<,> 175 Here as before, never so help you mercy, {(}How strange or odd some er (so ere) I bear myself,(;) <(>As I perchance hereafter shall think meet{,} To put an antic disposition on<:)> That you at such time(s) seeing me, never shall 180 With arms encumber'd thus, or this (thus) head shake,(;) Or by pronou