Doth all the noble substance of a doubt, To his own scandal.1 Enter GHOST. Ho. Look, my lord, it comes! Ham. 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, Be thy intents wicked or charitable, 2 Thou comest in such a questionable shape, That I will speak to thee; I'll call thee, Hamlet, Hath oped his ponderous and marble jaws, With thoughts beyond the reaches of our souls? 1 Commentators have hitherto failed to discover any satisfactory elucidation of this corrupt passage. • Conversable. 3 For frame. To you alone. Mar. Look, with what courteous action It waves you to a more removed ground. But do not go with it. Ho. No, by no means. Ham. It will not speak; then I will follow it. Ho. Do not, my Ham. lord. Why, what should be the fear? 1 I do not set my life at a pin's fee; 1 It waves me forth again: I'll follow it. Ho. What, if it tempt you toward the flood, my lord, Or to the dreadful summit of the cliff, That beetles 2 o'er his base into the sea; And there assume some other horrible form, Ham. My fate cries out, And makes each petty artery in this body [Ghost beckons. Still am I call'd :—unhand me, gentlemen :— [breaking from them. By heaven, I'll make a ghost of him that lets 1 me: I say, away.-Go on; I'll follow thee. [Exeunt Ghost and Hamlet. Ho. He waxes desperate with imagination. Mar. Let's follow: 'tis not fit thus to obey him. Ho. Have after. To what issue will this come? Mar. Something is rotten in the state of Den mark. Ho. Heaven will direct it. Mar. Nay, let's follow him. [Exeunt. SCENE V. A more remote part of the platform. Re-enter GHOST and HAMLET. Ham. Whither wilt thou lead me? speak: I'll |