Gil-de-Roy was a bonny boy,
Had roses tull his shoen.
Rayed shoes, are shoes braided in lines.
III.ii.304 (256,1) For if the king like not the comedy/Why, then, belike] Hamlet was going on to draw the consequence when the courtiers entered.
III.ii.314 (256,2) With drink, Sir?] Hamlet takes particular care that his uncle's love of drink shall not be forgotten.
III.ii.346 (257,3) further trade] Further business; further dealing.
III.ii.348 (257,4) by these pickers] By these hands.
III.ii.373 (258,6) ventages] The holes of a flute.
III.ii.401 (259,9) they fool me to the top of my bent] They compel me to play the fool, till I can endure to do it no longer.
III.iii.7 (261,4) Out of his lunes] [The old quartos read,