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Post by Jonny Fairplay on Dec 11, 2014 18:12:57 GMT
HAMLET
What, are they children? who maintains 'em? how are
they escoted? Will they pursue the quality no
longer than they can sing? will they not say
afterwards, if they should grow themselves to common
players--as it is most like, if their means are no
better--their writers do them wrong, to make them
exclaim against their own succession?
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Post by Jonny Fairplay on Dec 11, 2014 18:13:07 GMT
ROSENCRANTZ
'Faith, there has been much to do on both sides; and
the nation holds it no sin to tarre them to
controversy: there was, for a while, no money bid
for argument, unless the poet and the player went to
cuffs in the question.
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Post by Jonny Fairplay on Dec 11, 2014 18:13:18 GMT
HAMLET
Is't possible?
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Post by Jonny Fairplay on Dec 11, 2014 18:13:31 GMT
GUILDENSTERN
O, there has been much throwing about of brains.
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Post by Jonny Fairplay on Dec 11, 2014 18:13:43 GMT
HAMLET
Do the boys carry it away?
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Post by Jonny Fairplay on Dec 11, 2014 18:13:53 GMT
ROSENCRANTZ
Ay, that they do, my lord; Hercules and his load too.
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Post by Jonny Fairplay on Dec 11, 2014 18:14:11 GMT
HAMLET
It is not very strange; for mine uncle is king of
Denmark, and those that would make mows at him while
my father lived, give twenty, forty, fifty, an
hundred ducats a-piece for his picture in little.
'Sblood, there is something in this more than
natural, if philosophy could find it out.
Flourish of trumpets within
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Post by Jonny Fairplay on Dec 11, 2014 18:14:22 GMT
GUILDENSTERN
There are the players.
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Post by Jonny Fairplay on Dec 11, 2014 18:14:33 GMT
HAMLET
Gentlemen, you are welcome to Elsinore. Your hands,
come then: the appurtenance of welcome is fashion
and ceremony: let me comply with you in this garb,
lest my extent to the players, which, I tell you,
must show fairly outward, should more appear like
entertainment than yours. You are welcome: but my
uncle-father and aunt-mother are deceived.
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Post by Jonny Fairplay on Dec 11, 2014 18:14:44 GMT
GUILDENSTERN
In what, my dear lord?
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Post by Jonny Fairplay on Dec 11, 2014 18:14:54 GMT
HAMLET
I am but mad north-north-west: when the wind is
southerly I know a hawk from a handsaw.
Enter POLONIUS
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Post by Jonny Fairplay on Dec 11, 2014 18:15:41 GMT
LORD POLONIUS
Well be with you, gentlemen!
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Post by Jonny Fairplay on Dec 11, 2014 18:15:56 GMT
HAMLET
Hark you, Guildenstern; and you too: at each ear a
hearer: that great baby you see there is not yet
out of his swaddling-clouts.
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Post by Jonny Fairplay on Dec 11, 2014 18:16:07 GMT
ROSENCRANTZ
Happily he's the second time come to them; for they
say an old man is twice a child.
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Post by Jonny Fairplay on Dec 11, 2014 18:16:17 GMT
HAMLET
I will prophesy he comes to tell me of the players;
mark it. You say right, sir: o' Monday morning;
'twas so indeed.
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