All. No, let's come in.
Laer. I pray you giue me leaue.[6]
All. We will, we will.
Laer. I thanke you: Keepe the doore. Oh thou vilde King, giue me my Father.
Qu. Calmely good Laertes.
Laer. That drop of blood, that calmes[7] [Sidenote: thats calme]
Proclaimes me Bastard:
Cries Cuckold to my Father, brands the Harlot
Euen heere betweene the chaste vnsmirched brow
Of my true Mother.[8]
Kin. What is the cause Laertes,
That thy Rebellion lookes so Gyant-like?
Let him go Gertrude: Do not feare[9] our person:
There's such Diuinity doth hedge a King,[10]
That Treason can but peepe to what it would,
Acts little of his will.[11] Tell me Laertes,
[Footnote 1: Head is a rising or gathering of people—generally rebellious, I think.]
[Footnote 2: Antiquity and Custom.]
[Footnote 3: This refers to the election of Claudius—evidently not a popular election, but effected by intrigue with the aristocracy and the army: 'They cry, Let us choose: Laertes shall be king!'