GUILDENSTERN.
Heavens make our presence and our practices
Pleasant and helpful to him.
QUEEN.
Ay, amen.
[Exeunt Rosencrantz, Guildenstern and some Attendants.]
Enter Polonius.
POLONIUS.
Th’ambassadors from Norway, my good lord,
Are joyfully return’d.
KING.
Thou still hast been the father of good news.
POLONIUS.
Have I, my lord? Assure you, my good liege,
I hold my duty, as I hold my soul,
Both to my God and to my gracious King:
And I do think,—or else this brain of mine
Hunts not the trail of policy so sure
As it hath us’d to do—that I have found
The very cause of Hamlet’s lunacy.
KING.
O speak of that, that do I long to hear.
POLONIUS.
Give first admittance to th’ambassadors;
My news shall be the fruit to that great feast.
KING.
Thyself do grace to them, and bring them in.