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HAMLET
(to
MARCELLUS) I am very glad to see
you.—(to
BARNARDO) Good even, sir.
(to
HORATIO) —But what, in
faith, make you from Wittenberg?
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HAMLET
(to
MARCELLUS) So nice to see
you.—(to
BARNARDO) Hello,
sir.(to
HORATIO)—But what are you
doing away from Wittenberg, Horatio?
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HORATIO A truant disposition, good my lord.
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HORATIO I felt like skipping school, sir.
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HAMLET I would not hear your enemy say so,
170Nor shall you do mine ear that violence,
To make it truster of your own report
Against yourself. I know you are no truant.
But what is your affair in Elsinore?
We’ll teach you to drink deep ere you depart.
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HAMLET I wouldn’t allow your enemies to say that, and I
won’t believe it from you. I know you’d never
skip school. What are you doing here in Elsinore? I’ll
teach you to drink hard by the time you leave.
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HORATIO
175My lord, I came to see your father’s funeral.
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HORATIO Sir, we came to see your father’s funeral.
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HAMLET I pray thee, do not mock me, fellow student.
I think it was to see my mother’s wedding.
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HAMLET Please, don’t make fun of me. I think you came to see
my mother’s wedding instead.
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HORATIO Indeed, my lord, it followed hard upon.
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HORATIO Well, sir, it’s true it came soon after.
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HAMLET Thrift, thrift, Horatio! The funeral baked meats
180Did coldly furnish forth the marriage tables.
Would I had met my dearest foe in heaven
Or ever I had seen that day, Horatio.
My father—methinks I see my father.
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HAMLET It was all about saving a few bucks, Horatio. The leftovers from
the funeral dinner made a convenient wedding banquet. Oh,
I’d rather have met my fiercest enemy in heaven, Horatio,
than have lived through that terrible day! My father—I
think I see my father.
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HORATIO Where, my lord?
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HORATIO Where, sir?
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HAMLET In my mind’s eye,
Horatio.
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HAMLET In my imagination, Horatio.
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HORATIO
185I saw him once. He was a goodly king.
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HORATIO I saw him once. He was an admirable king.
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HAMLET He was a man. Take him for all in all.
I shall not look upon his like again.
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HAMLET He was a great human being. He was perfect in everything.
I’ll never see the likes of him again.
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