Hamlet

Hamlet

by Branddobbe
6-07-04
'Tis now struck twelve; get thee to bed, Francisco.
For this relief much thanks: 'tis bitter cold, and I am sick at heart.
Have you had quiet guard?
Not a mouse stirring.
Well, good night. If you do meet Horatio and Marcellus, the rivals of my watch, bid them make haste.
I think I hear them.

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