Chapter 10 ➸ Conditional sentences
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مرتفعات وذيرنك.
كلشش مفيدة

The tragedy of Hamlet prince of Denmark is a tragedy play written by William Shakespeare between 1599-1602. Set in Denmark, the play depicts prince Hamlet and his revenge against his uncle Claudias who has murdered Hamlet’s father in order to seize his throne and marry Hamlet’s mother .
مأساة هاملت أمير الدنمارك هي مسرحية مأساوية كتبها وليام شكسبير بين 1599-1602. تدور أحداث المسرحية في الدنمارك ، الأمير هاملت وانتقامه من عمه كلودياس الذي قتل والد هاملت من أجل الاستيلاء على عرشه وتزوج والدة هاملت.

Hamlet is shakespeare’s longest play and his considered among the most powerful and influential works of literature. It was one of the most popular works during his life time.
هاملت هي أطول مسرحية لشكسبير وتعتبر من بين أكثر الأعمال الأدبية قوة وتأثيراً. كانت واحدة من أكثر الأعمال شعبية خلال فترة حياته.

ACT 1 / scene 1 / P: 1-2
Line 1-29
Elsinore. A platform before the castle.

FRANCISCO at his post. Enter to him BERNARDO
BERNARDO
Who's there?
FRANCISCO
Nay, answer me: stand, and unfold yourself.
BERNARDO
Long live the king!
FRANCISCO
Bernardo?
BERNARDO
He.
FRANCISCO
You come most carefully upon your hour.
BERNARDO
'Tis now struck twelve; get thee to bed, Francisco.
FRANCISCO
For this relief much thanks: 'tis bitter cold,
And I am sick at heart.
BERNARDO
Have you had quiet guard?
FRANCISCO
Not a mouse stirring.
BERNARDO
Well, good night.
If you do meet Horatio and Marcellus,
The rivals of my watch, bid them make haste.
FRANCISCO
I think I hear them. Stand, ho! Who's there?
Enter HORATIO and MARCELLUS
HORATIO
Friends to this ground.
MARCELLUS
And liegemen to the Dane.
FRANCISCO
Give you good night.
MARCELLUS
O, farewell, honest soldier:
Who hath relieved you?
FRANCISCO
Bernardo has my place.
Give you good night.
Exit
MARCELLUS
Holla! Bernardo!
BERNARDO
Say,
What, is Horatio there?
HORATIO
A piece of him.
BERNARDO
Welcome, Horatio: welcome, good Marcellus.
MARCELLUS
What, has this thing appear'd again to-night?
BERNARDO
I have seen nothing.
MARCELLUS
Horatio says 'tis but our fantasy,
And will not let belief take hold of him
Touching this dreaded sight, twice seen of us:
Therefore I have entreated him along
With us to watch the minutes of this night;
That if again this apparition come,
He may approve our eyes and speak to it.

( فرانسيسكو في مراقبته ، يدخل برناردو )
برناردو : من هناك ؟
فرانسيسكو : بل أجبني أنت ، قف وأنبئ عن نفسك !
برناردو : عاش الملك !
فرانسيسكو : برناردو ؟
برناردو : أجل .
فرانسيسكو : حضرت في موعدك بغاية الدقة .
برناردو : دقت الساعة الثانية عشرة فانطلق إلى فراشك يا فرانسيسكو .
فرانسيسكو : لك الشكر على هذا الإخلاص . إن البرد قارس وقلبي متعب عليل . .
برناردو : هل ساد الهدوء أثناء رقابتك ؟
فرانسيسكو : لم تتحرك فأرة واحدة .
برناردو : إذن طاب ليلك . إذا قابلت هواشيو ومرسيلوس فقل لهما ان يسرعا . إنهما زميلاي في المراقبة . فرانسيسكو : كأني أسمعهما قادمين . قفوا . من هناك ؟
يدخل هوراشيو ومرسيلوس
هوراشيو : صديقان للوطن .
مرسيلوس : ومن رعايا ملك دانمرك.
فرانسيسكو : إذن طابت ليلكما .
مرسيلوس : وداعا أيها الجندي الأمين . من بديلك في المراقبة .
يخرج
مرسيلوس : مرحبا برناردو !
برناردو : قل : أهذا هو هوراشيو ؟
هوراشيو : قطعة منه .
برناردو : مرحبا بهوراشيو ومرحبا بمرسيلوس . مرسيلوس : ترى هل ظهر ذلك الشيء مرة أخرى في هذه الليلة ؟
برناردو : لم أر شيئا قط .
مرسيلوس : يزعم هوراشيو أن هذا كله من تخيلاتنا . ويأبى أن يصدق نبأ ذلك المنظر المخيف ، الذي شهدناه مرتين لهذا توسلت إليه أن يصحبني لكي يرقب معنا دقائق هذا الليل حتى إذا ما عاد الشبح للظهور استطاع أن يؤمن بما رأته أعيننا ولعله أن يتحدث إليه .

ACT 1 / scene 1 / P: 2-3
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HORATIO
Tush, tush, 'twill not appear.
BERNARDO
Sit down awhile;
And let us once again assail your ears,
That are so fortified against our story
What we have two nights seen.
HORATIO
Well, sit we down,
And let us hear Bernardo speak of this.
BERNARDO
Last night of all,
When yond same star that's westward from the pole
Had made his course to illume that part of heaven
Where now it burns, Marcellus and myself,
The bell then beating one,--
Enter Ghost
MARCELLUS
Peace, break thee off; look, where it comes again!
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.
HORATIO
What art thou that usurp'st this time of night,
Together with that fair and warlike form
In which the majesty of buried Denmark
Did sometimes march? by heaven I charge thee, speak!
MARCELLUS
It is offended.
BERNARDO
See, it stalks away!
HORATIO
Stay! speak, speak! I charge thee, speak!
Exit Ghost
MARCELLUS
'Tis gone, and will not answer.
BERNARDO
How now, Horatio! you tremble and look pale:
Is not this something more than fantasy?
What think you on't?
HORATIO
Before my God, I might not this believe
Without the sensible and true avouch
Of mine own eyes.
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.
MARCELLUS
Good now, sit down, and tell me, he that knows,
Why this same strict and most observant watch
So nightly toils the subject of the land,
And why such daily cast of brazen cannon,
And foreign mart for implements of war;
Why such impress of shipwrights, whose sore task
Does not divide the Sunday from the week;
What might be toward, that this sweaty haste
Doth make the night joint-labourer with the day:
Who is't that can inform me?
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,
Dared 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 lands
Which he stood seized of, to the conqueror:
Against the which, a moiety competent
Was gaged by our king; which had return'd