_Ham._ And doe you heare? let not your Clowne speake More then is set downe, there be of them I can tell you That will laugh themselues, to set on some Quantitie of barren spectators to laugh with them, Albeit there is some necessary point in the Play 30 Then to be obserued: O t'is vile, and shewes A pittifull ambition in the foole that vseth it. And then you haue some agen, that keepes one sute Of ieasts, as a man is knowne by one sute of Apparell, and Gentlemen quotes his ieasts downe 35 In their tables, before they come to the play, as thus: Cannot you stay till I eate my porrige? and, you owe me A quarters wages: and, my coate wants a cullison: And, your beere is sowre: and, blabbering with his lips, And thus keeping in his cinkapase of ieasts, 40 When, God knows, the warme Clowne cannot make a iest Vnlesse by chance, as the blinde man catcheth a hare: Maisters tell him of it. _players_ We will my Lord. _Ham._ Well, goe make you ready. _exeunt players._ 45 _Horatio_. Heere my Lord. _Ham._ _Horatio_, thou art euen as iust a man, As e're my conuersation cop'd withall. _Hor._ O my lord! _Ham._ Nay why should I flatter thee? 50 Why should the poore be flattered? What gaine should I receiue by flattering thee, That nothing hath but thy good minde? Let flattery sit on those time-pleasing tongs, To glose with them that loues to heare their praise, 55 And not with such as thou _Horatio_. There is a play to night, wherein one Sceane they haue Comes very neere the murder of my father, When thou shalt see that Act afoote, Marke thou the King, doe but obserue his lookes, 60 For I mine eies will riuet to his face: And if he doe not bleach, and change at that, It is a damned ghost that we haue seene, _Horatio_, haue a care, obserue him well. _Hor._ My lord, mine eies shall still be on his face, 65 And not the smallest alteration That shall appeare in him, but I shall note it. _Ham._ Harke, they come. _Enter King, Queene, Corambis, and other Lords._ _King_ How now son _Hamlet_, how fare you, shall we haue a play? _Ham._ Yfaith the Camelions dish, not capon cramm'd, 70 feed a the ayre. I father: My lord, you playd in the Vniuersitie. _Cor._ That I did my L: and I was counted a good actor. _Ham._ What did you enact there? _Cor._ My lord, I did act _Julius Cæsar_, I was killed 75 in the Capitoll, _Brutus_ killed me. _Ham._ It was a brute parte of him, To kill so capitall a calfe. Come, be these Players ready? _Queene_ Hamlet come sit downe by me. 80