HAMLET.

LAERTES.

She turns to favour and to prettiness.

KING.

where the offence is, let the great axe fall.

A very riband in the cap of youth.

CLOWN.

Cudgel thy brains no more about it: for your dull ass will not mend his pace with beating.

HAMLET.

The hand of little employment hath the daintier sense.

we must speak by the card, or equivoca

tion will undo us.

Where be your gibes now? your gam

bols? your songs? your flashes of merriment, that were wont to set the table in a roar?

To what base uses we may return, Horatio!

PRIEST.

.. Her death was doubtful:

And, but that the great command o'ersways the order, She should in ground unsanctified have lodged

Till the last trumpet.

We should profane the service of the dead,
To sing a requiem and such rest to her
As to peace-parted souls.

LAERTES.

Lay her i' the earth :

And from her fair and unpolluted flesh

May violets spring!

QUEEN.

Sweets to the sweet: farewell!

HAMLET.

What's he, whose grief

Bears such an emphasis ?

..though I am not splenitive and rash,

Yet have I in me something dangerous,

Which let thy wisdom fear.

Why, I will fight with him upon this theme,
Until my eyelids will no longer wag.

I loved Ophelia: forty thousand brothers
Could not, with all their quantity of love,
Make

up my sum.

What is the reason that you use me thus ?

HAMLET.

I loved you ever; but it is no matter:
Let Hercules himself do what he may,

The cat will mew, and dog will have his day.

There's a divinity that shapes our ends,
Rough-hew them how we will.

....the bravery of his grief did put me

Into a towering passion.

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OSRIC.

.....an absolute gentleman-full of most excellent differences, of very soft society, and great shewing: indeed, to speak feelingly of him, he is the card or calendar of gentry.

HAMLET.

.to know a man well, were to know himself.

it is the breathing-time of day with me.

To this effect, sir, after what flourish your nature will.

.thou would'st not think how ill all's here

about my heart.

we defy augury; there is a special pro

vidence in the fall of a sparrow.

Give me your pardon, sir: I have done you wrong; But pardon it, as you are a gentleman.

Let my disclaiming from a purposed evil

Free me so far in your most generous thoughts,

That I have shot my arrow o'er the house,

And hurt

my

brother.

.report me and my cause aright

To the unsatisfied.

OTHELLO.

IAGO.

A fellow...

That never set a squadron in the field,

Nor the division of a battle knows

More than a spinster.

Whip me such honest knaves.

Awake the snorting citizens with the bell,
Or else the devil will make a grandsire of

Though I do hate him as I do hell-pains,
Yet, for necessity of present life,

I must shew out a flag and sign of love,
Which is indeed but sign.

you.

BRABANTIO.

Fathers, from hence trust not your daughters' minds By what you see them act.