Hamlet Act 1 Scene 1 - Today’s English
ACT I SCENE I. Elsinore. A platform before the castle. 
FRANCISCO at his post. BERNARDO enters. 
BERNARDO Who's there?  
FRANCISCO No. You answer first. Halt and show yourself.  
BERNARDO Long live the king!  
FRANCISCO Bernardo?  
BERNARDO Yes.						                                    5  
FRANCISCO You're right on time for standing guard tonight.    
BERNARDO Yip. Midnight sharp. Francisco, go to bed.  
FRANCISCO Thanks for being punctual. It's bitter cold                      And I'm fed up.  
BERNARDO 	Has your beat been quiet?		                      
FRANCISCO Not a mouse stirring.                                               
BERNARDO 			                Well okay, good night.         10            And if you see Horatio and Marcellus,                                                                Tell them to hurry. They stand guard with me.  
FRANCISCO I think they're here. Halt! Who goes there?		  
Enter HORATIO and MARCELLUS  
HORATIO Friends of Denmark.  
MARCELLUS 		                And loyal to the King.  
FRANCISCO Good night to you.   
MARCELLUS 		                  Oh, go well, good soldier.        15              So, who's on guard?  
FRANCISCO 		   Bernardo's in my place.                                  Good night to you.   
Exit  
MARCELLUS           Hello! Bernardo! 
BERNARDO 				             Say,                                                             Hi, is Horatio there?
HORATIO                 Yes, here I am. 
BERNARDO Welcome, Horatio: welcome, good Marcellus.	      
MARCELLUS And? Has that thing appeared again tonight?       20
BERNARDO I have seen nothing. 
MARCELLUS Horatio says we're only dreaming things                 And flatly does not buy a single word                                       About this horror that we've now seen twice.		                      And so I have invited him to come                                               25                                                       With us to be on guard the whole night through.                   Then, if the ghost appears to us again                                                                He may believe us then, and speak to it. 
HORATIO Oh bosh. It will not come.  
BERNARDO 			                   Hold on a bit		               And give us time to tell you once again,                                     30                                                       While you so strongly doubt the thing we say                                   For two nights we have seen.   
HORATIO 			               Well then I'll wait                                   And let Bernardo tell it once again.  
BERNARDO Only last night,					                            When that star over there, just west of north                              35                                Had moved along the sky to that same spot                              Where it shines now, Marcellus and myself,                                         Just as the bell struck one, –  
Enter GHOST  
MARCELLUS Hush. Quiet now. Look, there it comes again!	      40
BERNARDO Our late king's spitting image, once again!
MARCELLUS Horatio, you know Latin. Speak to it. 
BERNARDO It does look like the king, Horatio?  
HORATIO Indeed. It frightens and amazes me.  
BERNARDO It wants to talk. 
MARCELLUS 	                   Ask it, Horatio.			             45 
HORATIO Why do you barge in here, this time of night,            And in the selfsame shining battle dress                                    The sovereign of Denmark, who has died,                                Would wear to war? I order you to speak!  
MARCELLUS It is displeased.  
BERNARDO 		              Yes, it's leaving quickly!		     50 
HORATIO Stop! Speak to me! I order you to speak!  
Exit GHOST 
MARCELLUS It's gone. It will not answer you.  
BERNARDO Horatio, what now? You're trembling and pale:               Is this imagination, or much more? What d'you say now?	       
HORATIO God knows, I would not have believed this thing,      55 Without my having seen it plain and clear                                 With my own eyes.
MARCELLUS It resembles the king?  
HORATIO                                            As you do you:                               It's clothed exactly as the king for war 		                           Against that king of Norway with his claims.                              60    It glares like him when in a hot dispute                                              He killed the Polack soldiers on the ice. So strange! 
MARCELLUS So twice before, precisely at this time,		         While we were standing guard he has marched by.
HORATIO What all this means I can't begin to think.                  65              Perhaps, but this may be a guess of mine,                                       It means great danger threatens our land.  
MARCELLUS Please stay a while and tell me, if you know	           The reason why we are on high alert                                                  With all our citizens on night patrols,                                          70                                                And why they're making cannons all day long                                      And buying armaments from foreign lands;                                         Call-ups swarm to come build ships; then they slave	                For seven days a week without a break;                                      What's going on with all the stressful haste,                              75                                      That everybody works by day and night –                                               Can you explain the setup here?  
HORATIO 				             I can,			                     At least, this is what I've heard. Our last king,                                  Whose ghostly lookalike we saw just now,                                         Got, as you know, from Norway's Fortinbras –                           80                                    Whose pushy ego drove him to the brink –                                     A challenge to a duel. Heroic Hamlet –			                     As all the nations known to us name him –                                              Killed King Fortinbras, who had made a deal,                                              A lawful one, signed, sealed and delivered,                              85                                           Which cost him, with his life, all territory                                                     He owned. The winner in the duel took all.		                     Of course, a tract of land as large as his                                     Our own king wagered on his part, to go                                         To Fortinbras, totally to be his,                                                    90                                     Should he win the showdown, as in the end,                                According to the guidelines of the deal,		                            Hamlet got his land. But now young Fortinbras,                                     Who is a hothead with no discipline,                                                             In outlying parts of Norway, here and there,                              95                                            Has gathered bands of hell-bent criminals,                                       Feeding and training them to undertake			                       A venture needing all their skill; which is –                              According to the best reports we have –                                     To invade our land and take back, by force                              100                                         And terrorism, all the land I've told of                                                 That his father lost. This, I understand,		                             Is mainly why we are so vigilant,                                                The reason we're on guard, the key idea                                Behind this hurry scurry in the land.                                          105  
BERNARDO I daresay it's exactly as you think:                                            It then makes sense that such a doomy ghost		              Comes past our watch, armed so much like the king                          Who was and is the reason for these wars.  
HORATIO My mind is stuck on something very small:              110               When Rome was prosperous and at its height,                            And just before the greatest Caesar died,		                            The dead rose from the graves and in their shrouds                    Wandered through Rome, shrieking and babbling.                                  Then fiery comets came, and dew like blood.                           115                                                   The star-signs spelled calamity. The moon,                                                That causes all the oceans' ebbs and tides,		                   Was almost wiped out in a great eclipse:                                             And selfsame pointers to calamities,                                                  Like delegates of doomsday bringing news,                             120                               Or countdowns to a looming cataclysm,                                         Have on the earth and in the sky been seen 		                      In our regions by our compatriots –                                                           Hold it, look sharp! See there, it comes again!  
Re-enter GHOST 
Come what may, I'll challenge it. Stop, false thing!                   125                                     If you can make a sound or use your voice,                                    Speak to me:						                                           If there is any good thing I can do                                                 To give you rest, while not incurring guilt,                                       Then tell me: 
A cock crows   
Or if you know our land is under threat,                                    130                                        Which we may stop if warned in time, then speak!	              Or maybe when you lived you hoarded up                                   In caves treasure that did not belong to you                                      And which, they say, can agitate a ghost,                                  Then say so. Stop, and speak! Stop it, Marcellus.                     135 
MARCELLUS D'you think that I can stab it with my spear?	     
HORATIO Yes, if it does not stop.  
BERNARDO 			             It's here!  
HORATIO 				                            It's here!	
MARCELLUS It's gone!  
Exit GHOST  
This is not right. It is so dignified                                                    That we should not be violent with it.                                        140                                               And we can just as well attack the air,			                    Than try to sham a silly fight with ghosts.  
BERNARDO It almost spoke, but then it heard the cock. 
HORATIO And then it flinched, just as a culprit does                      When someone calls his name. For I have heard                      145                               That cocks, who always know when daybreak comes,         When they crow long so everyone can hear,                            Awake the god of light; and, at the sound,                                            No matter where they're wandering about,                               The ghosts, who roam where they should not, rush back        150               Into their prison. So then it must be true 		                          For we have seen the proof of it just now.  
MARCELLUS It vanished at the crowing of the cock.                     When Christmas Eve comes round, some people say,                    While we are celebrating Jesus' birth,                                       155                                  The cock crows all night long, not just at dawn:	                  And then, they say, no spirits dare to haunt;                                  So safe's that night that star signs do no harm,                                      Fairies can't steal babies, witches are weak –                                             God's goodness leaves no room for evil things.                       160  
HORATIO I've heard it too, and partly I believe it.		            But, look, daybreak is here. Its soft red light                                       Shines on the dew of that high, eastward hill:                                        We can stop standing guard. And I think, now,                                 Let us go tell what we have seen to-night                                165                                 To young Prince Hamlet. Of this I am sure,		                    This spirit, dumb to us, will speak to him.                                                            Do you agree that we should fill him in,                                                 Because we're friends with him, and as we must?  
MARCELLUS Let's do it, please. I also know, today,                 170                                   Where we can find him very easily. 			                       
Exeunt