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- 1.Who's there3.Long live the king 4.He 6.‘Tis now struck twelve. Get thee to bed, Francisco.7. The rivals of my watch, bid them make haste. If you do meet Horatio and Marcellus, Well, good night.
- 2.Nay, answer me. stand and unfold yourself3.Barnardo?5.You come most 6. carefully upon your hourAnd I am sick at heart. v For this relief much thanks. ‘Tis bitter cold,8. I think I hear them.—Stand, ho! Who’s there?
- H 1.Friends to this ground.
- 3.Give you good night.5. Barnardo has my place. Give you good night.
- 2.And liegemen to the Dane. 4. O, farewell, honest soldier. Who hath relieved you?
- 3.Thou art a scholar. Speak to it, Horatio. 4.It is offended.
- 2.In the same figure like the king that’s dead. 3.Looks it not like the king? Mark it, Horatio. See, 6.it stalks away.
- Stay! Speak, speak! I charge thee, speak!
- 1.Peace, break thee off. 5.Look where it comes again! 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
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