Hor. There's no offence, my lord. 135
Ham. Yes, by Saint Patrick, but there is, Horatio,[515]
And much offence too. Touching this vision here,[516]
It is an honest ghost, that let me tell you:
For your desire to know what is between us,
O'ermaster't as you may. And now, good friends,[517] 140
As you are friends, scholars and soldiers,
Give me one poor request.
Hor. What is't, my lord? we will.[518]
Ham. Never make known what you have seen to-night.
Hor.}
Mar.} My lord, we will not.
Ham. Nay, but swear't.
Hor. In faith,[519][520] 145
My lord, not I.[520]
Mar. Nor I, my lord, in faith.
Ham. Upon my sword.
Mar. We have sworn, my lord, already.[521]