let me see... Good lads how do you both? Ros: As the indifferent children of the earth. Guil: Happy in that we are not over happy; on fortune's cap we are not the very button. Ham: Nor the soles of her shoe? Ros: Neither, my lord. Ham: Then you live about her waist, or in the middle of her favors? Guil: Faith her privates we. Ham: in the secret parts of fortune? O most true she is a strumpet. What news? None my lord but that the world's grown honest. Then is doomsday near. But your news is not true. Let me question more in particular. What have you my good friends deserved at the hands of Fortune, that she sends you to prison hither? And again not much further along, Fortune as a strumpet returns. Is this why Hamlet gets the player to do this speech? Does he feel like the painted tyrant, poised and unable to move? Unable to find his vengeance at mincing limbs? Out out thou strumpet fortune! e cries and would break all her spokes and fellies from her wheel. (let's get ready to play, the wheel of fortune. Dumb show as Game show. Here's the wonderful prizes. Get it yet Claudius)? And on to the mobled Queen. That's good, mobled Queen is good. Is this Gertrude's part of the show? The realization of what battening on moors does to a person? Who this had seen, with tongue in venom steep'd, Gainst Fortune's state would