ACT I SCENE I Enter Barnardo and Francisco, two Sentinels, at several doors Barn Who's there? Fran Nay, answer me. Stand and unfold yourself. Barn Long live the King! Fran Barnardo? Barn He. Fran You come most carefully upon your hour. Barn 'Tis now struck twelve. Get thee to bed, Francisco. Fran For this relief much thanks. 'Tis bitter cold, And I am sick at heart.