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By letters conjuring to that effect,
The present death of Hamlet. Do it, England;
For like the hectic in my blood he rages, 69
And thou must cure me. Till I know 'tis done,
Howe'er my haps, my joys were ne'er begun. Exit.
Scene Four
[Near Elsinore]
Enter Fortinbras with an army.
For. Go, captain, from me greet the Danish king;
Tell him that, by his licence, Fortinbras
Claims the conveyance of a promis'd march
Over his kingdom. You know the rendezvous. 4
If that his majesty would aught with us,
We shall express our duty in his eye,
And let him know so.
Cap. I will do 't, my lord.
For. Go softly on. 8
[Exeunt Fortinbras and Soldiers.]
[Enter Hamlet, Rosencrantz, &c.
Ham. Good sir, whose powers are these?
Cap. They are of Norway, sir.
Ham. How purpos'd, sir, I pray you?
Cap. Against some part of Poland. 12
Ham. Who commands them, sir?
Cap. The nephew to old Norway, Fortinbras.
Ham. Goes it against the main of Poland, sir,
Or for some frontier? 16
Cap. Truly to speak, and with no addition,
69 hectic: wasting fever
71 haps: fortunes
3 conveyance: convoy
6 in his eye: in his presence
8 softly: slowly
9 powers: troops
15 main: chief part, or, chief power
17 no addition: without adding fine words, or, without amplification