Read the excerpt from Rosencrantz and Guildenstern Are Dead by Tom Stoppard.[CLAUDIUS] The need we have to use you did provokeOur hasty sending. . . .Something have you heardOf Hamlet’s transformation, so call it,Sith nor th’exterior nor the inward manResembles that it was. What it should be,More than his father’s death, that thus hath put him,So much from th’understanding of himself,I cannot dream of. I entreat you bothThat, being of so young days brought up with himAnd sith so neighboured to his youth and haviourThat you vouchsafe your rest here in our courtSome little time, so by your companiesTo draw him on to pleasures, and to gatherSo much as from occasion you may glean,Whether aught to us unknown afflicts him thus,That opened lies within our remedy.