HAMLET: He was a man, that’s all. Take him for what he was. I won’t see the likes of him again.
HORATIO: Sir, I think we saw him last night.
HAMLET: Saw who?
HORATIO: Your father, my lord. The king.
HAMLET: The king my father?
HORATIO: Calm, and listen to me for a moment. With these gentlemen as my witnesses, I will reveal the marvel to you.
HAMLET: For God’s love, let me hear it!
HORATIO: Two nights in a row, Marcellus and Barnardo have stood watch in the dead waste. A figure just like your father, clad in armor from head to toe, appeared before them, marching slowly. These guards dissolved to jelly, struck dumb with fear.