_Hor._ Good my lord tel it. 160 _Ham._ No not I, you'l reueale it. _Hor._ Not I my Lord by heauen. _Mar._ Nor I my Lord. _Ham._ How say you then? would hart of man Once thinke it? but you'l be secret. 165 _Both._ I by heauen, my lord. _Ham._ There's neuer a villaine dwelling in all _Denmarke_, But hee's an arrant knaue. _Hor._ There need no Ghost come from the graue to tell you this. 170 _Ham._ Right, you are in the right, and therefore I holde it meet without more circumstance at all, Wee shake hands and part; you as your busines And desiers shall leade you: for looke you, Euery man hath busines, and desires, such 175 As it is, and for my owne poore parte, ile go pray. _Hor._ These are but wild and wherling words, my Lord. _Ham._ I am sory they offend you; hartely, yes faith hartily. _Hor._ Ther's no offence my Lord. _Ham._ Yes by Saint _Patrike_ but there is _Horatio_, 180 And much offence too, touching this vision, It is an honest ghost, that let mee tell you, For your desires to know what is betweene vs, Or'emaister it as you may: And now kind frends, as yon are frends, 185 Schollers and gentlmen, Grant mee one poore request. _Both._ What i'st my Lord? _Ham._ Neuer make known what you haue seene to night _Both._ My Lord, we will not. 190 _Ham._ Nay but sweare. _Hor._ In faith my Lord not I. _Mar._ Nor I my Lord in faith. _Ham._ Nay vpon my sword, indeed vpon my sword. _Gho._ Sweare. 195 _The Gost vnder the stage._ _Ham._ Ha, ha, come you here, this fellow in the sellerige, Here consent to sweare. _Hor._ Propose the oth my Lord. _Ham._ Neuer to speake what you haue seene to night, Sweare by my sword. 200 _Gost._ Sweare. _Ham._ _Hic & vbique_; nay then weele shift our ground: Come hither Gentlemen, and lay your handes Againe vpon this sword, neuer to speake Of that which you haue seene, sweare by my sword. 205 _Ghost_ Sweare. _Ham._ Well said old Mole, can'st worke in the earth? so fast, a worthy Pioner, once more remoue. _Hor._ Day and night, but this is wondrous strange.