Faculty of English

HAMLET                     Remember thee? Ay, thou poor ghost, whiles 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 Unmixed with baser matter. […]

GHOST                        Fare thee well at once: The glow-worm shows the matin to be near And ’gins to pale his uneffectual fire. Adieu, adieu, adieu, remember me. [ Exit.] 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 swiftly up.         (1.5.88-95) Fare thee […]

GHOST            O horrible, O horrible, most horrible! If thou hast nature in thee bear it not, Let not the royal bed of Denmark be A couch for luxury and damned incest. But howsomever thou pursues this act Taint not thy mind nor let thy soul contrive Against thy mother aught; leave her to heaven And to those thorns that in her bosom lodge To prick and sting her.          (1.5.80-88) O […]

GHOST                        So did it mine And a most instant tetter barked about Most lazar-like with vile and loathsome crust All my smooth body. Thus was I sleeping by a brother’s hand Of life, of crown, of queen at once dispatched, Cut off even in the blossoms of my sin, Unhouseled, disappointed, unaneled, No reckoning made but sent to my account With all my imperfections on my head.      (1.5.70-79) […]

GHOST            But soft, methinks I scent the morning air. Brief let me be. Sleeping within my orchard – My custom always of the afternoon – Upon my secure hour thy uncle stole With juice of cursed hebona in a vial And in the porches of my ears did pour The leperous distilment whose effect Holds such an enmity with blood of man That swift as quicksilver it courses through The natural gates and alleys of the body […]

GHOST            O Hamlet, what a falling off was there, From me whose love was of that dignity That it went hand in hand even with the vow I made to her in marriage, and to decline Upon a wretch whose natural gifts were poor To those of mine. But virtue, as it never will be moved Though lewdness court it in […]

HAMLET         O my prophetic soul! My uncle! GHOST            Ay, that incestuous, that adulterate beast, With witchcraft of his wits, with traitorous gifts – O wicked wit and gifts that have the power So to seduce – won to his shameful lust The will of my most seeming-virtuous Queen.       (1.5.40-46) O my prophetic soul! My uncle! I knew it! says Hamlet, I knew it in my very bones. (He has given […]

GHOST                        I find thee apt. And duller shouldst thou be than the fat weed That roots itself in ease on Lethe wharf Wouldst thou not stir in this. Now, Hamlet, hear: ’Tis given out that, sleeping in my orchard, A serpent stung me. So the whole ear of Denmark Is by a forged process of my death Rankly abused. But know, thou noble youth, The serpent that did sting thy father’s […]

GHOST            List, list, O list, If thou didst ever thy dear father love – HAMLET         O God! GHOST            – Revenge his foul and most unnatural murder! HAMLET         Murder! GHOST            Murder most foul – as in the best it is – But this most foul, strange and unnatural. HAMLET         Haste me to know’t that I with wings as swift As meditation or […]

GHOST            I am thy father’s spirit, Doomed for a certain term to walk the night And for the day confined to fast in fires Till the foul crimes done in my days of nature Are burnt and purged away. But that I am forbid To tell the secrets of my prison-house I could a tale unfold whose lightest word Would harrow up thy soul, freeze […]