Digital facsimile of the Bodleian First Folio of Shakespeare's plays, Arch. G c.7
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Ham. Did you not speake to it?
Hor. Hor.
Hor. My Lord, I did;
Hor. But answere made it none: yet once me thought
Hor. It lifted vp it its head, and did addresse
Hor. It selfe to motion, like as it would speake:
Hor. But euen then, the Morning Cocke crew lowd;
Hor. And at the sound it shrunke in hast away,
Hor. And vanisht from our sight.
Ham. Ham.
Ham. Tis very strange.
Hor. As I doe liue my honourd Lord 'tis true;
Hor. And we did thinke it writ downe in our duty
Hor. To let you know of it.
Ham. Indeed, indeed Sirs; but this troubles me.
Ham. Hold you the watch to Night?
Both. Both.
Both. We doe my Lord.