William Shakespeare - Hamlet

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Good Hamlet, cast thy nighted colour off,
And let thine eye look like a friend on Denmark.

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My fate cries out,
And makes each petty artery in this body As hardy as the Nemean lion's nerve.

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But I am pigeon-livered, and lack gall
To make oppression bitter.

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Things rank and gross in nature
Possess it merely. That it should come to this!

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He was a man, take him for all in all,
I shall not look upon his like again.

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There's rosemary, that's for remembrance; pray, love, remember: and there is pansies, that's for thoughts.

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Queen: Thou know'st 'tis common; all that live must die,
Passing through nature to eternity.
Hamlet: Ay, madam, it is common.

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Nature her custom holds,
Let shame say what it will.

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The time is out of joint: O cursed spite,
That ever I was born to set it right!

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Gives not the hawthorn bush a sweeter shade To shepherds, looking on their silly sheep, Than doth a rich embroider'd canopy To kings that fear their subjects treachery?

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Hamlet: His beard was grizzled, no?
Horatio: It was, as I have seen it in his life,
A sable silver'd.

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Nay, but to live
In the rank sweat of an enseamed bed,
Stewed in corruption, honeying and making love
Over the nasty sty.

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This most excellent canopy, the air, look you, this brave o'erhanging firmament, this majestical roof fretted with golden fire, why, it appears no other thing to me but a foul and pestilent congregation of vapours.

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I will speak daggers to her, but use none.

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The best actors in the world, either for tragedy, comedy, history, pastoral, pastoral-comical, historical-pastoral, tragical-historical, tragical-comical-historical-pastoral, scene individable, or poem unlimited.

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For who would bear the whips and scorns of time,
The oppressor's wrong, the proud man's contumely,
The pangs of disprized love, the law's delay,
The insolence of office, and the spurns
That patient merit of the unworthy takes,
When he himself might his quietus make
With a bare bodkin?…
Thus conscience doth make cowards of us all.

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It is not, nor it cannot come to good;
But break, my heart, for I must hold my tongue!

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There is no ancient gentlemen but gardeners, ditchers, and grave-makers; they hold up Adam's profession.

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To the noble mind
Rich gifts wax poor when givers prove unkind.

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Though yet of Hamlet our dear brother's death
The memory be green.

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O God! Horatio, what a wounded name,
Things standing thus unknown, shall live behind me. If thou didst ever hold me in thy heart,
Absent thee from felicity awhile,
And in this harsh world draw thy breath in pain,
To tell my story.

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Let Hercules himself do what he may,
The cat will mew and dog will have his day.

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Not a whit, we defy augury; there's a special providence in the fall of a sparrow. If it be now, 'tis not to come; if it be not to come, it will be now; if it be not now, yet it will come: the readiness is all.

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The dreadful summit of the cliff That beetles o'er his base into the sea.

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While memory holds a seat In this distracted globe. Remember thee! Yea, from the table of my memory I'll wipe away all trivial fond records.

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Indeed this counsellor
Is now most still, most secret, and most grave,
Who was in life a foolish prating knave.

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There, on the pendent boughs her coronet weeds
Clambering to hang, an envious sliver broke,
When down her weedy trophies and herself
Fell in the weeping brook.

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For this relief much thanks; 'tis bitter cold
And I am sick at heart.

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Distill'd
Almost to jelly with the act of fear.

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What man art thou that, thus bescreened in night, So stumblest on my counsel? *Who are you? Why do you hide in the darkness and listen to my private thoughts?*

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