(Enter Ghost and Hamlet.)
Where are you leading me? Speak, or I'll stop.
You'll be bound to revenge.
I'm sentenced to walk the night, and fast in fires to burn
and purge the sins of a life. There are things forbidden to
tell, but I have something else .
Yes, oh spirit, speak.
You must revenge my murder.
Murder most foul.
Give me wings to sweep onto the backs of revenge!
A snake bit me while I slept in my garden, but the serpent
that struck, now wears my crown.
Oh my prophetic soul! I knew it!
Yes, with a silver tongue a beast seduced the Queen. From
the virtue and dignity which went hand in hand since the day
we exchanged our vows, to the lust--