Speeches (Lines) for Marcellus
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Horatio. Friends to this ground. Marcellus. And liegemen to the Dane. |
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Francisco. Give you good night. Marcellus. O, farewell, honest soldier.
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Francisco. Bernardo hath my place.
Marcellus. Holla, Bernardo! |
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Bernardo. Welcome, Horatio. Welcome, good Marcellus. Marcellus. What, has this thing appear'd again to-night? |
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Bernardo. I have seen nothing. Marcellus. Horatio says 'tis but our fantasy,
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(stage directions). Enter Ghost. Marcellus. Peace! break thee off! Look where it comes again! |
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Bernardo. In the same figure, like the King that's dead. Marcellus. Thou art a scholar; speak to it, Horatio. |
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Bernardo. It would be spoke to. Marcellus. Question it, Horatio. |
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Horatio. What art thou that usurp'st this time of night
Marcellus. It is offended. |
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(stage directions). Exit Ghost. Marcellus. 'Tis gone and will not answer. |
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Horatio. Before my God, I might not this believe
Marcellus. Is it not like the King? |
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Horatio. As thou art to thyself.
Marcellus. Thus twice before, and jump at this dead hour,
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Horatio. In what particular thought to work I know not;
Marcellus. Good now, sit down, and tell me he that knows,
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Horatio. A mote it is to trouble the mind's eye.
Marcellus. Shall I strike at it with my partisan? |
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Horatio. 'Tis here! Marcellus. 'Tis gone!
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Horatio. And then it started, like a guilty thing
Marcellus. It faded on the crowing of the cock.
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Hamlet. Sir, my good friend- I'll change that name with you.
Marcellus. My good lord! |
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Hamlet. But where was this? Marcellus. My lord, upon the platform where we watch'd. |
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Hamlet. Indeed, indeed, sirs. But this troubles me.
Marcellus. [with Bernardo] We do, my lord. |
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Hamlet. Arm'd, say you? Marcellus. [with Bernardo] Arm'd, my lord. |
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Hamlet. From top to toe? Marcellus. [with Bernardo] My lord, from head to foot. |
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Horatio. While one with moderate haste might tell a hundred. Marcellus. [with Bernardo] Longer, longer. |
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Horatio. I think it lacks of twelve. Marcellus. No, it is struck. |
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Horatio. It beckons you to go away with it,
Marcellus. Look with what courteous action
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Hamlet. It waves me still.
Marcellus. You shall not go, my lord. |
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Horatio. He waxes desperate with imagination. Marcellus. Let's follow. 'Tis not fit thus to obey him. |
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Horatio. Have after. To what issue will this come? Marcellus. Something is rotten in the state of Denmark. |
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Horatio. Heaven will direct it. Marcellus. Nay, let's follow him. |
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(stage directions). Enter Horatio and Marcellus. Marcellus. Lord Hamlet! |
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Hamlet. So be it! Marcellus. Illo, ho, ho, my lord! |
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Hamlet. Hillo, ho, ho, boy! Come, bird, come. Marcellus. How is't, my noble lord? |
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Horatio. What news, my lord? Marcellus. O, wonderful! |
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Horatio. Not I, my lord, by heaven! Marcellus. Nor I, my lord. |
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Hamlet. How say you then? Would heart of man once think it?
Marcellus. [with Horatio] Ay, by heaven, my lord. |
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Hamlet. Never make known what you have seen to-night. Marcellus. [with Horatio] My lord, we will not. |
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Horatio. In faith,
Marcellus. Nor I, my lord- in faith. |
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Hamlet. Upon my sword. Marcellus. We have sworn, my lord, already. |
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