Hamlet
Do the boys carry it away?
Rosencrantz
Ay, that they do, my lord; Hercules and his load too.
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.
Guildenstern
There are the players.
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.
Guildenstern
In what, my dear lord?
Hamlet
I am but mad north-north-west: when the wind is southerly I know a hawk from a handsaw.
Polonius
Well be with you, gentlemen!