ire
To you alone.

[Ghost _beckons again._]

_Mar._ Look, with what courteous action
It waves you to a more removed ground:[94]
But do not go with it.

_Hor._ No, by no means.

_Ham._ It will not speak; then I will follow it.

_Hor._ Do not, my lord.

_Ham._ Why, what should be the fear?
I do not set my life at a pin's fee;[95]
And for my soul, what can it do to that,
Being a thing immortal as itself?

[Ghost _beckons._]

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

_Hor._ What if it tempt you toward the flood, my lord,[96]
Or to the dreadful summit of the cliff
That beetles o'er his base into the sea,[97]
And there assume some other horrible form,
And draw you into madness?

[Ghost _beckons._]

_Ham._ It waves me still.--
Go on; I'll follow thee.

_Mar._ You shall not go, my lord.

_Ham._ Hold off your hands.

_Hor._ Be rul'd; you shall not go.

_Ham._ My fate cries out,
And makes each petty artery in this body
As hardy as the Nemean lion's nerve.[98]

[Ghost _beckons_]

Still am I call'd:--unhand me, gentlemen;

[_Breaking from them._]

By heaven, I'll make a ghost of him that lets me:--[99]
I say, away!--Go on; I'll follow thee.

[_Exeunt_ Ghost _and_ HAMLET, L.H., _followed at a distance by_
HORATIO _and_ MARCELLUS.]

SCENE V.--A MORE REMOTE PART OF THE PLATFORM. NIGHT.

_Re-enter_ Ghost _and_ HAMLET (L.H.U.E.)

_Ham._ (R.) Whither wilt thou lead me? Speak; I'll go no further.

_Ghost._ (L.) Mark me.

_Ham._ I will.

_Ghost._ My hour is almost come,
When I to sulphurous and tormenting flames
Must render up myself.

_Ham._ Alas, poor ghost!

_Ghost._ Pity me not, but lend thy serious hearing
To what I shall unfold.

_Ham._ Speak; I am bound to hear.

_Ghost._ So art thou to revenge, when thou shalt hear.

_Ham._ 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,[100]
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;[101] freeze thy young bloo