Away, I do beseech you, both away: I’ll board him presently. Exeunt King , Queen , and Attendants.

O, give me leave: How does my good Lord Hamlet?

Happy, in that we are not over-happy; On fortune’s cap we are not the very button.

Why,

“One fair daughter and no more, The which he loved passing well.”

Why,

“As by lot, God wot,”

and then, you know,