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Ham. Is it possible?

Guil. O! there has been much throwing about

of brains.

Ham. Do the boys carry it away?

Ros. Ay, that they do, my lord; Hercules and

his load too.

Ham. It is not strange; for my uncle is

King of Denmark, and those that would make

mows at him while my father lived, give twenty,

forty, fifty, a hundred ducats a-piece for his

picture in little. 'Sblood, there is something in

this more than natural, if philosophy could find

it out.

Guil. There are the players.

Ham. Gentlemen, you are welcome to Elsi-

nore. 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 entertain-

ment than yours. You are welcome; but my

uncle-father and aunt-mother are deceived.

Guil. In what, my dear lord?

Ham. I am but mad north-north-west: when

the wind is southerly I know a hawk from a

handsaw.

Pol. Well be with you, gentlemen!

 385 carry it away: carry the day

386 Hercules and his load; cf. n.

390 mows: grimaces

391 ducats: gold or silver coins

392 in little: in miniature

'Sblood: God's blood

394 Flourish: a trumpet call

397 appurtenance: proper accompaniment

399 comply: observe the formalities of courtesy

garb: manner

extent: showing of kindness

407 handsaw: saw managed with one hand; cf. n.

