Shakespeare, William · published 1603 · first performed or written 1601 [1600-1601] (Annals) tragedy · Lord Chamberlain's (Hunsdon's) Men · at University unassigned nearest T41 Household service: masters, doors and po · 494 words · other edition — not in the analysis
Marked words are the most distinguishing words of the nearest topic T41: master, house, door, iohn, old, mistress, basket, lord, gentleman, ick.
My lord, my lord. Lord Hamlet. Ill, lo, lo, ho, ho. Ill, lo, lo, so, ho, so, come boy, come. heavens secure him. How is't my noble lord? What news my lord? O wonderful, wonderful. Good my lord tell it. No not I, you'll reveal it. Not I my Lord by heaven. Nor I my Lord. How say you then? would heart of man Once think it? but you'll be secret. I by heaven, my lord. There's never a villain dwelling in all Denmark, But he's an arrant knave. There need no Ghost come from the grave to tell you this. Right, you are in the right, and therefore I hold it meet without more circumstance at all, We shake hands and part; you as your business And desires shall lead you: for look you, Every man hath business, and desires, such As it is, and for my own poor part, i'll go pray. These are but wild and wherling words, my Lord. I am sorry they offend you; heartily, yes faith heartily. there's no offence my Lord. Yes by Saint Patrick but there is Horatio, And much offence too, touching this vision, It is an honest ghost, that let me tell you, For your desires to know what is between us, Or emaister it as you may: And now kind friends, as yond are friends, Scholars and gentlemen, Grant me one poor request. What i st my Lord? Never make known what you have seen to night My lord, we will not. Nay but swear. In faith my Lord not I. Nor I my Lord in faith. Nay upon my sword, indeed upon my sword. Swear. Ha, ha, come you here, this fellow in the sellerige, Here consent to swear. Propose the oath my Lord. Never to speak what you have seen to night, Swear by my sword. Swear. Hic & ubique; nay then we'll shift our ground: Come hither Gentlemen, and lay your hands Again upon this sword, never to speak Of that which you have seen, swear by my sword. Swear. Well said old Mole, canst work in the earth? so fast, a worthy Pioneer, once more remove. Day and night, but this is wondrous strange. And therefore as a stranger give it welcome, There are more things in heaven and earth Horatio, Then are Dreamt of, in your philosophy, But come here, as before you never shall How strange or odd so ere I bear myself, As I perchance hereafter shall think meet, To put an Antic disposition on, That you at such times seeing me, never shall With Arms, encumbered thus, or this head shake, Or by pronouncing some undoubtful phrase, As well well, we know, or we could and if we would, Or there be, and if they might, or such ambiguous: Giving out to note, that you know aught of me, This not to do, so grace, and mercy At your most need help you, swear swear.
seed 43: unassigned · seed 44: unassigned — topic numbers are assigned independently in each run; equal or different numbers say nothing by themselves
Original spelling (EEBO-TCP, unregularized)
My lord, my lord. Lord Hamlet. Ill, lo, lo, ho, ho. Ill, lo, lo, so, ho, so, come boy, come. Heauens secure him. How i'st my noble lord? What news my lord? O wonderfull, wonderful. Good my lord tel it. No not I, you'l reueale it. Not I my Lord by heauen. Nor I my Lord. How say you then? would hart of man Once thinke it? but you'l be secret. I by heauen, my lord. There's neuer a villaine dwelling in all Denmarke, But hee's an arrant knaue. There need no Ghost come from the graue to tell you this. Right, you are in the right, and therefore I holde it meet without more circumstance at all, Wee shake hands and part; you as your busines And desiers shall leade you: for looke you, Euery man hath busines, and desires, such As it is, and for my owne poore parte, ile go pray. These are but wild and wherling words, my Lord. I am sory they offend you; hartely, yes faith hartily. Ther's no offence my Lord. Yes by Saint Patrike but there is Horatio, And much offence too, touching this vision, It is an honest ghost, that let mee tell you, For your desires to know what is betweene vs, Or emaister it as you may: And now kind frends, as yon are frends, Schollers and gentlmen, Grant mee one poore request. What i st my Lord? Neuer make known what you haue seene to night My lord, we will not. Nay but sweare. In faith my Lord not I. Nor I my Lord in faith. Nay vpon my sword, indeed vpon my sword. Sweare. Ha, ha, come you here, this fellow in the sellerige, Here consent to sweare. Propose the oth my Lord. Neuer to speake what you haue seene to night, Sweare by my sword. Sweare. Hic & vbique; nay then weele shift our ground: Come hither Gentlemen, and lay your handes Againe vpon this sword, neuer to speake Of that which you haue seene, sweare by my sword. Sweare. Well said old Mole, can'st worke in the earth? so fast, a worthy Pioner, once more remoue. Day and night, but this is wondrous strange. And therefore as a stranger giue it welcome, There are more things in heauen and earth Horatio, Then are Dream't of, in your philosophie, But come here, as before you neuer shall How strange or odde socre I beare my selfe, As I perchance hereafter shall thinke meet, To put an Anticke disposition on, That you at such times seeing me, neuer shall With Armes, incombred thus, or this head shake, Or by pronouncing some vndoubtfull phrase, As well well, wee know, or wee could and if we would, Or there be, and if they might, or such ambiguous: Giuing out to note, that you know aught of mee, This not to doe, so grace, and mercie At your most need helpe you, sweare sweare.