Act 1
Scene 5. Another part of the platform.
Hamlet
O all you host of heaven! O earth! What else?
And shall I couple hell? O, fie! Hold, hold, my heart;
And you, my sinews, grow not instant old,
But bear me 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
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,
Unmix'd with baser matter: yes, by heaven!
O 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;
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
Within My lord, my
lord,—
Marcellus
Within Lord
Hamlet,—
Horatio
Within Heaven secure him!
Hamlet
So be it!
Horatio
Within Hillo, ho, ho, my
lord!
Hamlet
Hillo, ho, ho, boy! come, bird, come.