It waves you to a more removed ground:[94]
But do not go with it.
Hor.　　　　　　　　　No, by no means.
Ham. It will not speak; then I will follow it.
Hor. Do not, my lord.
Ham.　　　　　　　　　Why, what should be the fear?
I do not set my life at a pin's fee;[95]
And for my soul, what can it do to that,
Being a thing immortal as itself?
[Ghost beckons.]
It waves me forth again;—I'll follow it.
Hor. What if it tempt you toward the flood, my lord,[96]
Or to the dreadful summit of the cliff