‘The Tragedie of
HAMLET
Prince of Denmarke.
Enter Barnardo, and Franciſco, two Centinels.
Bar. : VVHoſe there? Fran. Nay anſwere me. Stand and vnfolde yourſelfe.
Bay. Long liue the King,
Fran. Barnardo,
Bar. Hee, ‘
Fran. You come moſt carefully vpon your houre,
Bar. Tisnow ſtrooke twelfe, get thee to bed Franciſco,
Fran. For this reliefe much thanks, tis bitter cold, And I am ſick at hart.
Bar. Haue you had quiet guard
Fran. Not a mouſe ſtirring,
Bar., Well, good night : If you doe meete Horatio and Marcellus, The riualls of my watch, bid them make haſt. - Enter Horatio, and Marcellus.
Fran. I thinke I heare them, {ls}}tand ho, who is there? _ Hora, Friends to this ground.
M. AndLeedgemen to the Dane,
Fran. Giue you good night.
Mar, O, farwell honeſt ſouldiers, who hath reliev’d you'
Fran, Banardo hath my place good night. Exit Fran.
- , . ) Mar.
