_Que._ Thankes Rossencraft, and gentle Gilderstone. _Enter Corambis and Ofelia._ _Cor._ My Lord, the Ambassadors are ioyfully Return'd from _Norway_. 20 _King_ Thou still hast beene the father of good news. _Cor._ Haue I my Lord? I assure your grace, I holde my duetie as I holde my life, Both to my God, and to my soueraigne King: And I beleeue, or else this braine of mine 25 Hunts not the traine of policie so well As it had wont to doe, but I haue found The very depth of Hamlets lunacie. _Queene_ God graunt he hath. _Enter the Ambassadors._ _King_ Now _Voltemar_, what from our brother _Norway_? 30 _Volt._ Most faire returnes of greetings and desires, Vpon our first he sent forth to suppresse His nephews leuies, which to him appear'd To be a preparation gainst the Polacke: But better look't into, he truely found 35 It was against your Highnesse, whereat grieued, That so his sickenesse, age, and impotence, Was falsely borne in hand, sends out arrests On _Fortenbrasse_, which he in briefe obays, Receiues rebuke from _Norway_: and in fine, 40 Makes vow before his vncle, neuer more To giue the assay of Armes against your Maiestie, Whereon olde _Norway_ ouercome with ioy, Giues him three thousand crownes in annuall fee, And his Commission to employ those souldiers, 45 So leuied as before, against the Polacke, With an intreaty heerein further shewne, That it would please you to giue quiet passe Through your dominions, for that enterprise On such regardes of safety and allowances 50 As therein are set downe. _King_ It likes vs well, and at fit time and leasure Weele reade and answere these his Articles, Meane time we thanke you for your well Tooke labour: go to your rest, at night weele feast togither: 55 Right welcome home. _exeunt Ambassadors._ _Cor._ This busines is very well dispatched. Now my Lord, touching the yong Prince Hamlet, Certaine it is that hee is madde: mad let vs grant him then: Now to know the cause of this effect, 60 Or else to say the cause of this defect, For this effect defectiue comes by cause. _Queene_ Good my Lord be briefe. _Cor._ Madam I will: my Lord, I haue a daughter, Haue while shee's mine: for that we thinke 65 Is surest, we often loose: now to the Prince. My lord, but note this letter, The which my daughter in obedience Deliuer'd to my handes. _King_ Reade it my Lord. 70