I can’t help it. I suddenly pictured Rosencrantz and Guildenstern as Fortune’s labia. There’s something twinned about Rosencrantz and Guildenstern and something sentinel-like about the use of the word “privates” which led me to see them as the gate of Fortune’s flower. There’s not much they can do in that position, they mostly just stand there, chatting. They can move away from each and closer but they have no authority to refuse anyone Fortune invites to pass their threshold or to invite anyone of their own. But if Fortune gets around as Hamlet suggests, they at least get to see a lot of action.