HORATIO: Wait, look! It has come again! I’ll meet it if it’s the last thing I do. Stay, illusion!
If you have any voice at all, speak to me! If there’s any good thing I can do to bring you peace or bring me honor, speak to me! If you know the secrets of your country’s fate, oh speak!
(A ROOSTER CROWS)
HORATIO: Keep it from leaving, Marcellus!
MARCELLUS: Should I strike it with my spear?
HORATIO: Yes, if it doesn’t stand still.
BARNARDO: It’s here!
HORATIO: It’s here!
MARCELLUS: It’s gone.