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Hamlet. Macbeth / Гамлет. Макбет

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Hamlet

Dramatis Person

Hamlet, Prince of Denmark.

Claudius, King of Denmark, Hamlet's uncle.

The Ghost of the late king, Hamlet's father.

Gertrude, the Queen, Hamlet's mother, now wife of Claudius.

Polonius, Lord Chamberlain.

Laertes, Son to Polonius.

Ophelia, Daughter to Polonius.

Horatio, Friend to Hamlet.

Fortinbras, Prince of Norway.

Voltemand, Cornelius, Rosencrantz, Guildenstern, Osric – Courtiers.

Marcellus, Barnardo – Officers.

Francisco, a Soldier.

Reynaldo, Servant to Polonius.

Players.

A Gentleman, Courtier.

A Priest.

Two Clowns, Grave-diggers.

A Captain.

English Ambassadors.

Lords, Ladies, Officers, Soldiers, Sailors, Messengers, and Attendants.

Scene.

Act I

Scene I

Elsinore. A platform before the Castle

Enter Francisco and Barnardo, two sentinels

Barnardo

Who's there?

Francisco

Nay, answer me. Stand and unfold yourself.

Barnardo

Long live the King!

Francisco

Barnardo?

Barnardo

He.

Francisco

You come most carefully upon your hour.

Barnardo

'Tis now struck twelve. Get thee to bed, Francisco.

Francisco

For this relief much thanks. 'Tis bitter cold,

And I am sick at heart.

Barnardo

Have you had quiet guard?

Francisco

Not a mouse stirring.

Barnardo

Well, good night.

If you do meet Horatio and Marcellus,

The rivals of my watch, bid them make haste.

[Enter Horatio and Marcellus]

Francisco

I think I hear them. Stand, ho! Who is there?

Horatio

Friends to this ground.

Marcellus

And liegemen to the Dane.

Francisco

Give you good night.

Marcellus

O, farewell, honest soldier, who hath reliev'd you?

Francisco

Barnardo has my place. Give you good-night.

[Exit]

Marcellus

Holla, Barnardo!

Barnardo

Say, what, is Horatio there?

Horatio

A piece of him.

Barnardo

Welcome, Horatio. Welcome, good Marcellus.

Marcellus

What, has this thing appear'd again tonight?

Barnardo

I have seen nothing.

Marcellus

Horatio says 'tis but our fantasy,

And will not let belief take hold of him

Touching this dreaded sight, twice seen of us.

Therefore I have entreated him along