BERNARDO

　　I have seen nothing.

　　MARCELLUS

　　Horatio says 'tis but our fantasy,

　　And will not let belief take hold of him

　　Touching this dreaded sight, twice seen of us:

　　Therefore I have entreated him along

　　With us to watch the minutes of this night;

　　That if again this apparition come,

　　He may approve our eyes and speak to it.

　　HORATIO

　　Tush, tush, 'twill not appear.

　　BERNARDO

　　Sit down awhile;

　　And let us once again assail your ears,

　　That are so fortified against our story

　　What we have two nights seen.

　　HORATIO

　　Well, sit we down,

　　And let us hear Bernardo speak of this.

　　BERNARDO

　　Last night of all,

　　When yond same star that's westward from the pole

　　Had made his course to illume that part of heaven

　　Where now it burns, Marcellus and myself,

　　The bell then beating one,--

　　Enter Ghost

　　MARCELLUS

　　Peace, break thee off; look, where it comes again!

　　BERNARDO

　　In the same figure, like the king that's dead.

　　MARCELLUS

　　Thou art a scholar; speak to it, Horatio.

　　BERNARDO

　　Looks it not like the king? mark it, Horatio.

　　HORATIO

　　Most like: it harrows me with fear and wonder.

　　BERNARDO

　　It would be spoke to.

　　MARCELLUS

　　Question it, Horatio.

　　HORATIO

　　What art thou that usurp'st this time of night,

　　Together with that fair and warlike form

　　In which the majesty of buried Denmark

　　Did sometimes march? by heaven I charge thee, speak!

　　MARCELLUS

　　It is offended.

　　BERNARDO

　　See, it stalks away!

　　HORATIO

　　Stay! speak, speak! I charge thee, speak!