Hor. The same my Lord, and your poore seruant euer.
Ham. O my good friend, I change that name with you: 80
but what make you from Wittenberg Horatio?
Marcellus.
Marc. My good Lord.
Ham. I am very glad to see you, good euen sirs:
But what is your affaire in Elsenoure? 85
Weele teach you to drinke deepe ere you depart.
Hor. A trowant disposition, my good Lord.
Ham. Nor shall you make mee truster
Of your owne report against your selfe:
Sir, I know you are no trowant: 90
But what is your affaire in Elsenoure?
Hor. My good Lord, I came to see your fathers funerall.
Ham. O I pre thee do not mocke mee fellow studient,
I thinke it was to see my mothers wedding.
Hor. Indeede my Lord, it followed hard vpon. 95
Ham. Thrift, thrift, Horatio, the funerall bak't meates
Did coldly furnish forth the marriage tables,
Would I had met my deerest foe in heauen
Ere euer I had seene that day Horatio;
O my father, my father, me thinks I see my father, 100