MARCELLUS.
Nay, let’s follow him.
[Exeunt.]
SCENE V. A more remote part of the Castle.
Enter Ghost and Hamlet.
HAMLET.
Whither wilt thou lead me? Speak, I’ll go no further.
GHOST.
Mark me.
HAMLET.
I will.
GHOST.
My hour is almost come,
When I to sulph’rous and tormenting flames
Must render up myself.
HAMLET.
Alas, poor ghost!
GHOST.
Pity me not, but lend thy serious hearing
To what I shall unfold.