Hamlet. Macbeth / Гамлет. Макбет. Уильям Шекспир
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СКАЧАТЬ father, royal Dane. O, answer me!

      Let me not burst in ignorance; but tell

      Why thy canoniz'd bones, hearsed in death,

      Have burst their cerements; why the sepulchre,

      Wherein we saw thee quietly inurn'd,

      Hath op'd his ponderous and marble jaws

      To cast thee up again! What may this mean,

      That thou, dead corse, again in complete steel,

      Revisit'st thus the glimpses of the moon,

      Making night hideous, and we fools of nature

      So horridly to shake our disposition

      With thoughts beyond the reaches of our souls?

      Say, why is this? Wherefore? What should we do?

      [Ghost beckons Hamlet]

Horatio

      It beckons you to go away with it,

      As if it some impartment did desire

      To you alone.

Marcellus

      Look with what courteous action

      It waves you to a more removed ground.

      But do not go with it.

Horatio

      No, by no means.

Hamlet

      It will not speak; then will I follow it.

Horatio

      Do not, my lord.

Hamlet

      Why, what should be the fear?

      I do not set my life at a pin's fee;

      And for my soul, what can it do to that,

      Being a thing immortal as itself?

      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.

Ghost

      Mark me.

Hamlet

      I will.

Ghost

      My hour is almost come,

      When I to sulph'rous and tormenting flames

      Must render up myself.

Hamlet

      Alas, poor ghost!

Ghost

      Pity me not, but lend thy serious hearing

      To what I shall unfold.

Hamlet

      Speak, I am bound to hear.

Ghost

      So art thou to revenge, when thou shalt hear.

Hamlet

      What?

Ghost

      I am thy father's spirit,

      Doom'd for a certain term to walk the night,

      And for the day confin'd to fast in fires,

      Till the foul crimes done in my days of nature

      Are burnt and purg'd 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 thy young

                               blood,

      Make thy two eyes like stars start from their

                               spheres,

      Thy knotted and combined locks to part,

      And each particular hair to stand on end

      Like quills upon the fretful porpentine.

      But СКАЧАТЬ