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Hamlet. Macbeth / Гамлет. Макбет

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It waves me forth again. I'll follow it.

Horatio

What if it tempt you toward the flood, my lord,

Or to the dreadful summit of the cliff

That beetles o'er his base into the sea,

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

That looks so many fathoms to the sea

And hears it roar beneath.

Hamlet

It waves me still.

Go on, I'll follow thee.

Marcellus

You shall not go, my lord.

Hamlet

Hold off your hands.

Horatio

Be rul'd; you shall not go.

Hamlet

My fate cries out,

And makes each petty artery in this body

As hardy as the Nemean lion's nerve.

[Ghost beckons]

Still am I call'd. Unhand me, gentlemen.

[Breaking free from them]

By heaven, I'll make a ghost of him that lets me.

I say, away! – Go on, I'll follow thee.

[Exeunt Ghost and Hamlet]

Horatio

He waxes desperate with imagination.

Marcellus

Let's follow; '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

Heaven will direct it.

Marcellus

Nay, let's follow him.

[Exeunt]

Scene V

A more remote part of the Castle

Enter Ghost and Hamlet

Hamlet

Whither wilt thou lead me? Speak, I'll go

no further.

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