Hamlet - Horatio's Speech to Fortinbras


Hamlet - Horatio's Speech to Fortinbras

- Horatio's Speech to Fortinbras

Sir Fortinbras and noble knights of the
army of Norway, I stand before you today to tell a tale of a martyred hero
to whom we must remember. Hamlet be thy name. He was a friend and a leader.

About eight months ago Hamlet was distraught, I'd never seen him like this
before. He had a good excuse, I mean his father had just died, his mom,
god rest her soul, remarried not even a month afterwards. Hamlet's affair
with Ophilia was dwindling in his giant fire of emotions. Ophilia was the
kings' servant's daughter. The king's servant was Polonious. Polonious
did not want Ophilia with Hamlet, nor did Ophilia's brother Laertes. Hamlet
was under a lot of pressure, but it wasn't until a few of the guards and
myself saw a ghost whom we believed was Hamlet's deceased father. This
was the point of all of our lives were you either take one path or the
other each leading you in a total different direction. Hamlet went to the
guard tower with us the next night and reasoned to our favor that the ghost
did in fact perpetuate the look of King Hamlet. The ghost made a follow
me motion to Hamlet and we grabbed him. Please do not follow Sir Hamlet,

I pleaded. The spirit was insistent and Hamlets gut instinct drove him
to follow the floating omen. I know not the exact words that the ghost
spoke that night but from what I understand, he was back from the dead
to inform his son that he had not died from the rumorous snake bite which
had been presumed. King Hamlet's brother, the current King Claudius, had
murdered him while he lay in the garden by pouring poison in his ear. The
ghost also informed Hamlet of an affair that his mother had been having
with Claudius. This bit of information stunned and enraged if you will

Hamlet. Hamlet knew not what to believe. After all the ghost could have
just as easily been the devil himself for all we knew.

After that night Hamlet had many problems
keeping sain or so it looked to me. He hurt Ophilia just because the king
and Polonious set Hamlet up using the willing, beautiful daughter as bait.

I found out later that the cunning little rascal was just acting to show
incompetence to the revenge plot taking place in his head. The most creative
plot of his plan would have to be when the players came to Elsinore. Hamlet
just out of the blue I guess thought of a plan that was a sure fire way
to prove beyond any doubt if that what the ghost said was indeed fact or
merely fiction. He staged a renewed version of the play that the king would
watch that night. In this version, Hamlet's version, the murder of his
father was reenacted. It worked to. The king was totally blindsided. By
the kings behavior I was even convinced. The best part of it all was that
the king was the only one who got it. This was apparently all Hamlet needed
for his revenge to take effect.

Hamlet then went and told his mom about
the ghost and what he knew. I know not how nor why but under some circumstance
unknown to all but possibly Hamlet and his mother Polonious died at the
end of Hamlet's sword in Hamlet's mothers very bedroom. Gertrude put on
a wonderful act in the days to follow. She showed no knowledge what so
ever of the murder she now was very much aware of.

Meanwhile Ophilia, now fatherless, completely
lost all touch of realty. She drowned within the next few days. I think
it was suicide.

Hamlet was sent by the king to England.

I found out later that the king had planned for him to be killed there.

But Hamlet squeezed out of yet another death trap. He showed up back at

Elsinore, where I met him, only to walk in on the funeral of Ophilia. I
remember thinking, can anything else bad happen to poor Hamlet. Boy was
that an understatement. Ophilia's brother was dishonored by Hamlets presence.

They decided to have a friendly little sword fight to settle their differences.

I knew of Laertes reputation with the fiddle stick and he was no puny pile
of manure in that category. I thought Hamlet would have no chance against

Laertes. Boy was I wrong, as usual, Hamlet had been practicing and showed
cunning speed,

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