ROSENCRANTZ: Yes, for the second time, since, as they say, old men become children again.
HAMLET: Let me prophesize: He comes to tell me of the players.
POLONIUS: The actors have come, my lord!
HAMLET: Zzzz *snore*
POLONIUS: Upon my honor . . .
HAMLET: Each actor arrives on his ass.
POLONIUS: The finest actors in the world,
either for tragedy,
or long poems.
The tragedies of Seneca are not too light for them, nor the comedies of Plautus too light. These are the finest actors around!