Ham. To this effect, sir; after what flourish
your nature will. 188
Osr. I commend my duty to your lordship.
Ham. Yours, yours. [Exit Osric.] He does
well to commend it himself; there are no
tongues else for 's turn. 192
Hor. This lapwing runs away with the shell
on his head.
Ham. He did comply with his dug before he
sucked it. Thus has he—and many more of the
same bevy, that I know the drossy age dotes
on—only got the tune of the time and outward
habit of encounter, a kind of yesty collection
which carries them through and through the
most fond and winnowed opinions; and do but
blow them to their trial, the bubbles are out. 202
[Enter a Lord.
Lord. My lord, his majesty commended him
to you by young Osric, who brings back to him,
that you attend him in the hall; he sends to
know if your pleasure hold to play with Laertes,
or that you will take longer time. 207
Ham. I am constant to my purposes; they
follow the king's pleasure: if his fitness speaks,
mine is ready; now, or whensoever, provided I
be so able as now.
Lord. The king, and queen, and all are com-
ing down. 213
Ham. In happy time.
193 lapwing: peewit; cf. n.
197 drossy: frivolous, or, composed of dross, unrefined
198 tune: temper, humor, mood
199 yesty: frothy
201 fond and winnowed; cf. n.
214 In happy time: at an appropriate time
