Read the excerpt from Hamlet, Act I, Scene ii.Gertrude: Good Hamlet, cast thy nighted colour off, And let thine eye look like a friend on Denmark. Do not for ever with thy vailed lids Seek for thy noble father in the dust: Thou know’st ’tis common; all that live must die, Passing through nature to eternity.Hamlet: Ay, madam, it is common.Gertrude: If it be, Why seems it so particular with thee?
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Read the excerpt from Hamlet, Act I, Scene i.Horatio: That can I; At least, the whisper goes so. Our last king, Whose image even but now appear’d to us, Was, as you know, by Fortinbras of Norway, Thereto prick’d on by a most emulate pride,Dar’d to the combat; in which our valiant Hamlet— For so this side of our known world esteem’d him— Did slay this Fortinbras; who, by a seal’d compact, Well ratified by law and heraldry, Did forfeit with his life all those his landsWhich he stood seiz’d of, to
Read the excerpt from Hamlet, Act I, Scene i.Marcellus: Is it not like the king?Horatio: As thou art to thyself: Such was the very armour he had on When he the ambitious Norway combated; So frown’d he once, when, in an angry parle, He smote the sledded Polacks on the ice. ’Tis strange.Marcellus: Thus twice before, and jump at this dead hour, With martial stalk hath he gone by our watch.Horatio: In what particular thought to work I know not; But in the gross and scope of my opinion, This bodes some strange eruption to our state.
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Read the excerpt from Hamlet, Act I, Scene i.Enter Ghost.Bernardo: In the same figure, like the king that’s dead.Marcellus: Thou art a scholar; speak to it, Horatio.Bernardo: Looks it not like the king? mark it, Horatio.Horatio: Most like: it harrows me with fear and wonder.Bernardo: It would be spoke to.Marcellus: Question it, Horatio.
Which excerpt from Hamlet, Act I, Scene i is a stage direction?
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Read the excerpt from Hamlet, Act I, Scene ii.Horatio: My lord, I came to see your father’s funeral.Hamlet: I pray thee, do not mock me, fellow-student; I think it was to see my mother’s wedding.Horatio: Indeed, my lord, it follow’d hard upon.Hamlet: Thrift, thrift, Horatio! the funeral bak’d meats Did coldly furnish forth the marriage tables.
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