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should be old as I am, if, like a crab, you could

go backward.

Pol. [Aside.] Though this be madness, yet

there is method in 't. Will you walk out of the

air, my lord?

Ham. Into my grave?

Pol. Indeed, that is out o' the air. [Aside.]

How pregnant sometimes his replies are! a

happiness that often madness hits on, which

reason and sanity could not so prosperously be

delivered of. I will leave him, and suddenly

contrive the means of meeting between him and

my daughter. My honourable lord, I will most

humbly take my leave of you.

Ham. You cannot, sir, take from me any

thing that I will more willingly part withal;

except my life, except my life, except my life.

Pol. Fare you well, my lord.

Ham. These tedious old fools!

Pol. You go to seek the Lord Hamlet; there he is.

Ros. [To Polonius.] God save you, sir!

[Exit Polonius.]

Guil. Mine honoured lord!

Ros. My most dear lord!

Ham. My excellent good friends! How dost thou, Guildenstern? Ah, Rosencrantz! Good lads, how do ye both?

Ros. As the indifferent children of the earth.

 216 pregnant: full of meaning

217 happiness: appropriateness

218 prosperously: successfully

224 withal: with

235 indifferent: ordinary, average

