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As stars with trains of fire and dews of blood,

Disasters in the sun; and the moist star

Upon whose influence Neptune's empire stands

Was sick almost to doomsday with eclipse;

And even the like precurse of fierce events,

As harbingers preceding still the fates

And prologue to the omen coming on,

Have heaven and earth together demonstrated

Unto our climatures and countrymen.]

But, soft! behold! lo! where it comes again.

I'll cross it, though it blast me. Stay, illusion!

If thou hast any sound, or use of voice,

Speak to me:

If there be any good thing to be done,

That may to thee do ease and grace to me,

Speak to me:

If thou art privy to thy country's fate,

Which happily foreknowing may avoid,

O! speak;

Or if thou hast uphoarded in thy life

Extorted treasure in the womb of earth,

For which, they say, you spirits oft walk in death,

Speak of it: stay, and speak! Stop it, Marcellus.

Mar. Shall I strike at it with my partisan?

Hor. Do, if it will not stand.

Ber. 'Tis here!

Hor. 'Tis here!

 117 As blood; cf. n.

118 Disasters: unfavorable aspects; cf. n.

moist star: moon

120 sick doomsday; cf. n.

121 precurse: heralding

122 still: constantly

123 prologue: introduction

125 climatures: regions (?); cf. n.

127 cross: meet, face; cf. n.

131 [do] grace: do honor to

134 happily: haply

136 uphoarded; cf. n.

140 partisan; cf. n.

