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 ‘The Tragedie of

HAMLET

Prince of Denmarke.

Enter Barnardo, and Francico, two Centinels.

Bar. : VVHoe there? Fran. Nay anwere me. Stand and vnfolde yourelfe.

Bay. Long liue the King, Fran. Barnardo,

Bar. Hee, ‘

Fran. You come mot carefully vpon your houre,

Bar. Tisnow trooke twelfe, get thee to bed Francico,

Fran. For this reliefe much thanks, tis bitter cold, And I am ick at hart.

Bar. Haue you had quiet guard

Fran. Not a moue tirring,

Bar., Well, good night : If you doe meete Horatio and Marcellus, The riualls of my watch, bid them make hat. - Enter Horatio, and Marcellus.

Fran. I thinke I heare them, {ls}}tand ho, who is there? _ Hora, Friends to this ground.

M. AndLeedgemen to the Dane,

Fran. Giue you good night.

Mar, O, farwell honet ouldiers, who hath reliev’d you'

Fran, Banardo hath my place good night. Exit Fran.

-, . ) Mar.