Prince of Denmarke.
1364991We boorded them a the way: they are comming to you.
1372992Ham. Players, what Players be they?
1375993Ross. My Lord, the Tragedians of the Citty,
1374994Tho
se that you tooke delight to
see
so often.
1376995Ham. How comes it that they trauell? Do they grow re
-(stie? 1385996Gil. No my Lord, their reputation holds as it was wont.
1386998Gil. Yfaith my Lord, noueltie carries it away,
999For the principall publike audience that
1000Came to them, are turned to priuate playes,
1001And to the humour of children.
14091002Ham. I doe not greatly wonder of it,
14101003For tho
se that would make mops and moes
1004At my vncle, when my father liued,
14111005Now giue a hundred, two hundred pounds
13661006For his pi
cture: but they
shall be welcome,
1007He that playes the King
shall haue tribute of me,
13671008The ventrous Knight
shall v
se his foyle and target,
13701010The clowne
shall make them laugh
1011That are tickled in the lungs, or the blanke ver
se
shall halt
(for't, 13711012And the Lady
shall haue leaue to
speake her minde freely.
14151013 The Trumpets sound, Enter Corambis. 1015He is not yet out of his
swadling clowts.
14321016Gil. That may be, for they
say an olde man
14341018Ham. Ile prophecie to you, hee comes to tell mee a the
(Players, 14351019You
say true, a monday la
st, t'was
so indeede.
14371020Cor. My lord, I haue news to tell you.
14381021Ham. My Lord, I haue newes to tell you:
14391022When
Rossios was an A
ctor in
Rome. 14401023Cor. The A
ctors are come hither, my lord.
14441025Cor. The be
st A
ctors in Chri
stendome,
1026Either for Comedy, Tragedy, Hi
storie, Pa
storall,
E3 Pastorall