Scene IV. A plain in Denmark.
[Enter Fortinbras, and Forces marching.]
For.
Go, Captain, from me greet the Danish king:
Tell him that, by his license, Fortinbras
Craves the conveyance of a promis'd march
Over his kingdom. You know the rendezvous.
If that his majesty would aught with us,
We shall express our duty in his eye;
And let him know so.
Capt.
I will do't, my lord.
For.
Go softly on.
[Exeunt all For. and Forces.]
[Enter Hamlet, Rosencrantz, Guildenstern, &c.]
Ham.
Good sir, whose powers are these?
Capt.
They are of Norway, sir.
Ham.
How purpos'd, sir, I pray you?
Capt.
Against some part of Poland.
Ham.
Who commands them, sir?
Capt.
The nephew to old Norway, Fortinbras.
Ham.
Goes it against the main of Poland, sir,
Or for some frontier?
Capt.
Truly to speak, and with no addition,
We go to gain a little patch of ground
That hath in it no profit but the name.
To pay five ducats, five, I would not farm it;
Nor will it yield to Norway or the Pole