Ham. Sir I lacke Aduancement.
Rosin. How can that be, when you haue the [Sidenote: 136] voyce of the King himselfe, for your Succession in Denmarke?
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Ham. I, but while the grasse growes,[4] the [Sidenote: I sir,] Prouerbe is something musty.
Enter one with a Recorder.[5]
O the Recorder. Let me see, to withdraw with, [Sidenote: ô the Recorders, let mee see one, to] you,[6] why do you go about to recouer the winde of mee,[7] as if you would driue me into a toyle?[8]
Guild. O my Lord, if my Dutie be too bold, my loue is too vnmannerly.[9]
Ham. I do not well vnderstand that.[10] Will you, play vpon this Pipe?
Guild. My Lord, I cannot.
Ham. I pray you.