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King. Thanks, lads.
Now pray discover what this fun is. (To attendants) Hollo, there ! bring these jockeys where my son is.
Hamlet. I think my plan will hit- they're caught, egad! And all the family believe I'm mad. Guild'stern and Rosencrantz just now they sent To sift my secrets, but they miss'd their scent And Old Polonius too-that sneaking prigBut if I let them pump me, dash my wig. Hold ! something of the play’rs he said_aye-right. I'll have them act a play this very night : For guilty people oft (I've heard folks say) Confess their sins when sitting at a play.They shall not act their tragedies ; I'd rather Have something 'bout the murder of my father :
'Twill make a charming ballet-pantomime-
END OF THE FIRST ACT.
ACT THE SECOND.
A Chamber in the Palace. Enter King, QUEEN, Polonius, OPHELIA, ROSEN
CRANTZ and GUILDENSTERN.
· King. And can you by no drift of conversation Smell out the cause of his sad situation ?
' Guilden. He'll not be sounded; he knows well enough The game we're after : Zooks, he's up to snuff (a).
He jump'd for joy to hear it; they're at court;
Polonius. 'Tis true: and Hamlet says that if your graces Will come to see the play, he'll book you places.
King. Sweet Gertrude, march your carcase: we have sent For Hamlet, that (as 'twere by accident) He here may meet Ophelia.-Thro’ the key-hole Polonius and myself will hear and see th’ whole: And from his conduct we shall soon discover If Hamlet's be the madness of a lover.
Queen. Ophelia, were he mad of love for you, I think we'd cure him soon.
I think so too.