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Hamlet. Act iii. Sc. 1.
O, what a noble mind is here o'erthrown!
The courtier's, soldier's, scholar's eye, tongue, sword.
Hamlet. Act iii. Sc. 1.
The expectancy and rose of the fair state,
The glass of fashion and the mould of form,
The observed of all observers!
Hamlet. Act iii. Sc. 1.
Now see that noble and most sovereign reason,
Like sweet bells jangled, out of tune and harsh.
Hamlet. Act iii. Sc. 1.
O, woe is me,
To have seen what I have seen, see what I see!
Hamlet. Act iii. Sc. 1.
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Nor do not saw the air too much with your hand, thus, but use all gently; for in the very torrent, tempest, and, as I may say, the whirlwind of passion, you must acquire and beget a temperance that may give it smoothness. Oh, it offends me to the soul to hear a robustious periwig-pated fellow tear a passion to tatters, to very rags, to split the ears of the groundlings, who for the most part are capable of nothing but inexplicable dumb-shows and noise. I would have such a fellow whipped for o'erdoing Termagant; it out-herods Herod.
Hamlet. Act iii. Sc. 2.
Suit the action to the word, the word to the action; with this special observance, that you o'erstep not the modesty of nature.
Hamlet. Act iii. Sc. 2.
To hold, as 't were, the mirror up to nature.
Hamlet. Act iii. Sc. 2.
The very age and body of the time his form and pressure.
Hamlet. Act iii. Sc. 2.
Though it make the unskilful laugh, cannot but make the judicious grieve.
Hamlet. Act iii. Sc. 2.
Not to speak it profanely.
Hamlet. Act iii. Sc. 2.
I have thought some of Nature's journeymen had made men and not made them well, they imitated humanity so abominably.
Hamlet. Act iii. Sc. 2.
First Play. We have reformed that indifferently with us, sir.
Ham. O, reform it altogether.
Hamlet. Act iii. Sc. 2.
Horatio, thou art e'en as just a man
As e'er my conversation coped withal.
Hamlet. Act iii. Sc. 2.
No, let the candied tongue lick absurd pomp,
And crook the pregnant hinges of the knee
Where thrift may follow fawning.
Hamlet. Act iii. Sc. 2.
A man that fortune's buffets and rewards
Hast ta'en with equal thanks.
Hamlet. Act iii. Sc. 2.
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They are not a pipe for fortune's finger
To sound what stop she please. Give me that man
That is not passion's slave, and I will wear him
In my heart's core, ay, in my heart of heart,
As I do thee.—Something too much of this.
Hamlet. Act iii. Sc. 2.
And my imaginations are as foul
As Vulcan's stithy.
Hamlet. Act iii. Sc. 2.
Here 's metal more attractive.
Hamlet. Act iii. Sc. 2.
Nay, then, let the devil wear black, for I 'll have a suit of sables.
Hamlet. Act iii. Sc. 2.
There 's hope a great man's memory may outlive his life half a year.
Hamlet. Act iii. Sc. 2.
For, O, for, O, the hobby-horse is forgot.
Hamlet. Act iii. Sc. 2.
This is miching mallecho; it means mischief.
Hamlet. Act iii. Sc. 2.
Ham. Is this a prologue, or the posy of a ring?
Oph. 'T is brief, my lord.
Ham. As woman's love.
Hamlet. Act iii. Sc. 2.
Our wills and fates do so contrary run
That our devices still are overthrown.
Hamlet. Act iii. Sc. 2.
The lady doth protest[138:1] too much, methinks.
Hamlet. Act iii. Sc. 2.
Let the galled jade wince, our withers are unwrung.
Hamlet. Act iii. Sc. 2.
The story is extant, and writ in choice Italian.
Hamlet. Act iii. Sc. 2.
Why, let the stricken deer go weep,
The hart ungalled play;
For some must watch, while some must sleep:
So runs the world away.
Hamlet. Act iii. Sc. 2.
'T is as easy as lying.
Hamlet. Act iii. Sc. 2.
It will discourse most eloquent music.
Hamlet. Act iii. Sc. 2.
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Pluck out the heart of my mystery.
Hamlet. Act iii. Sc. 2.
Do you think I am easier to be played on than a pipe?
Hamlet. Act iii. Sc. 2.
Ham. Do you see yonder cloud that 's almost in shape of a camel?
Pol. By the mass, and 't is like a camel, indeed.
Ham. Methinks it is like a weasel.
Pol. It is backed like a weasel.
Ham. Or like a whale?
Pol. Very like a whale.
Hamlet. Act iii. Sc. 2.
They fool me to the top of my bent.
Hamlet. Act iii. Sc. 2.
By and by is easily said.
Hamlet. Act iii. Sc. 2.
'T is now the very witching time of night,
When churchyards yawn and hell itself breathes out
Contagion to this world.
Hamlet. Act iii. Sc. 2.
I will speak daggers to her, but use none.
Hamlet. Act iii. Sc. 2.
O, my offence is rank, it smells to heaven;
It hath the primal eldest curse upon 't,
A brother's murder.
Hamlet. Act iii. Sc. 3.
Like a man to double business bound,
I stand in pause where I shall first begin,
And both neglect.
Hamlet. Act iii. Sc. 3.
'T is not so above;
There is no shuffling, there the action lies
In his true nature.
Hamlet. Act iii. Sc. 3.
O limed soul, that, struggling to be free,
Art more engag'd! Help, angels! Make assay!
Bow, stubborn knees; and, heart with strings of steel,
Be soft as sinews of the new-born babe!
Hamlet. Act iii. Sc. 3.
With all his crimes broad blown, as flush as May.
Hamlet. Act iii. Sc. 3.
About some act
That has no relish of salvation in 't.
Hamlet. Act iii. Sc. 3.
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My words fly up, my thoughts remain below:
Words without thoughts never to heaven go.
Hamlet. Act iii. Sc. 3.
Dead, for a ducat, dead!
Hamlet. Act iii. Sc. 4.
And let me wring your heart; for so I shall,
If it be made of penetrable stuff.
Hamlet. Act iii. Sc. 4.
Such an act
That blurs the grace and blush of modesty.
Hamlet. Act iii. Sc. 4.
False as dicers' oaths.
Hamlet. Act iii. Sc. 4.
A rhapsody of words.
Hamlet. Act iii. Sc. 4.
What act
That roars so loud, and thunders in the index?
Hamlet. Act iii. Sc. 4.
Look here, upon this picture, and on this,
The counterfeit presentment of two brothers.
See, what a grace was seated on this brow:
Hyperion's curls; the front of Jove himself;
An eye like Mars, to threaten and command;
A station like the herald Mercury
New-lighted on a heaven-kissing hill,—
A combination and a form indeed,
Where every god did seem to set his seal,
To give the world assurance of a man.
Hamlet. Act iii. Sc. 4.
At your age
The hey-day in the blood is tame, it 's humble.
Hamlet. Act iii. Sc. 4.
O shame! where is thy blush? Rebellions hell,
If thou canst mutine in a matron's bones,
To flaming youth let virtue be as wax,
And melt in her own fire: proclaim no shame
When the compulsive ardour gives the charge,
Since frost itself as actively doth burn,
And reason panders will.
Hamlet. Act iii. Sc. 4.
A cutpurse of the empire and the rule,
That from a shelf the precious diadem stole,
And put it in his pocket!
Hamlet. Act iii. Sc. 4.
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A king of shreds and patches.
Hamlet. Act iii. Sc. 4.
Conceit in weakest bodies strongest works.
Hamlet. Act iii. Sc. 4.
How is 't with you,
That you do bend your eye on vacancy?
Hamlet. Act iii. Sc. 4.
This is the very coinage of your brain:
This bodiless creation ecstasy
Is very cunning in.
Hamlet. Act iii. Sc. 4.
Bring me to the test,
And I the matter will re-word; which madness
Would gambol from. Mother, for love of grace,
Lay not that flattering unction to your soul.
Hamlet. Act iii. Sc. 4.
Confess yourself to heaven;
Repent what 's past; avoid what is to come.
Hamlet. Act iii. Sc. 4.
Assume a virtue, if you have it not.
That monster, custom, who all sense doth eat,
Of habits devil, is angel yet in this.
Hamlet. Act iii. Sc. 4.
Refrain to-night,
And that shall lend a kind of easiness
To the next abstinence: the next more easy;
For use almost can change the stamp of nature.
Hamlet. Act iii. Sc. 4.
I must be cruel, only to be kind:
Thus bad begins, and worse remains behind.
Hamlet. Act iii. Sc. 4.
For 't is the sport to have the enginer
Hoist with his own petar.
Hamlet. Act iii. Sc. 4.
Diseases desperate grown
By desperate appliance are relieved,
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Hamlet. Act iv. Sc. 3.
A man may fish with the worm that hath eat of a king, and eat of the fish that hath fed of that worm.
Hamlet. Act iv. Sc. 3.
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Sure, he that made us with such large discourse,
Looking before and after, gave us not
That capability and godlike reason
To fust in us unused.
Hamlet. Act iv. Sc. 4.
Rightly to be great
Is not to stir without great argument,
But greatly to find quarrel in a straw
When honour 's at the stake.
Hamlet. Act iv. Sc. 4.
So full of artless jealousy is guilt,
It spills itself in fearing to be spilt.
Hamlet. Act iv. Sc. 5.
We know what we are, but know not what we may be.
Hamlet. Act iv. Sc. 5.
To-morrow is Saint Valentine's day,
All in the morning betime.
Hamlet. Act iv. Sc. 5.
Then up he rose, and donn'd his clothes.
Hamlet. Act iv. Sc. 5.
Come, my coach! Good night, sweet ladies; good night.
Hamlet. Act iv. Sc. 5.
When sorrows come, they come not single spies,
But in battalions.
Hamlet. Act iv. Sc. 5.
There 's such divinity doth hedge a king,
That treason can but peep to what it would.
Hamlet. Act iv. Sc. 5.
Nature is fine in love, and where 't is fine,
It sends some precious instance of itself
After the thing it loves.
Hamlet. Act iv. Sc. 5.
There 's rosemary, that 's for remembrance; . . . and there is pansies, that 's for thoughts.
Hamlet. Act iv. Sc. 5.
You must wear your rue with a difference. There 's a daisy; I would give you some violets, but they withered.
Hamlet. Act iv. Sc. 5.
His beard was as white as snow,
All flaxen was his poll.
Hamlet. Act iv. Sc. 5.
A very riband in the cap of youth.
Hamlet. Act iv. Sc. 7.
That we would do,
We should do when we would.
Hamlet. Act iv. Sc. 7.
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One woe doth tread upon another's heel,
So fast they follow.[143:1]
Hamlet. Act iv. Sc. 7.
Nature her custom holds,
Let shame say what it will.
Hamlet. Act iv. Sc. 7.
1 Clo. Argal, he that is not guilty of his own death shortens not his own life.
2 Clo. But is this law?
1 Clo. Ay, marry, is 't; crowner's quest law.
Hamlet. Act v. Sc. 1.
There is no ancient gentlemen but gardeners.
Hamlet. Act v. Sc. 1.
Cudgel thy brains no more about it.
Hamlet. Act v.
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