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KING.

I would I had that corporal soundness now

 
 

PAR.

Man, setting down before you, will undermine you and blow you up.

 
 

KING.

Thou know’st she has rais’d me from my sickly bed.

 
 

CAES.

Antony,

Leave thy lascivious wassails. When thou once

 
 

CAES.

You are too indulgent. Let’s grant it is not

 
 

ENO.

I will tell you.

The barge she sat in, like a burnish’d throne,

 
 

ANT.

All is lost!

 
 

ANT.

Since Cleopatra died

 
 

ANT.

We have beat him to his camp. Run one before,

 
 

ENO.

O, bear me witness, night—

 
 

CLOWN.

Truly, I have the pretty worm of Nilus here;

 
 

ORL.

As I remember, Adam, it was upon this fashion bequeath’d me by will but poor a thousand crowns,

 
 

DUKE S.

Now, my co-mates and brothers in exile,

 
 

1. LORD.

Indeed, my lord,

The melancholy Jaques grieves at that,

 
 

ADAM.

What, my young master? O my gentle master,

 
 

JAQ.

All the world’s a stage,

 
 

JAQ.

A fool, a fool! I met a fool i’ th’ forest,

 
 

TOUCH.

I do now remember a saying, “The fool doth think he is wise, but the wise man knows himself to be a fool.”

 
 

TOUCH.

If any man doubt that, let him put me to my purgation.

 
 

S. ANT.

Sweet mistress—what your name is else, I know not,

 
 

E. ANT.

My liege, I am advised what I say,

 
 

MAR.

He that will give good words to thee will flatter

 
 

MEN.

I tell you, friends, most charitable care

 
 

AUF.

Condition? Five times, Martius,

 
 

AUF.

O Martius, Martius!

 
 

COR.

My name is Caius Martius, who hath done

 
 

JACH.

The crickets sing, and man’s o’erlabor’d sense

 
 

POST.

Is there no way for men to be, but women

 
 

PIS.

How? of adultery? Wherefore write you not

 
 

CLO.

Meet thee at Milford-Haven!

 
 

CLO.

I am near to th’ place where they should meet, if Pisanio have mapp’d it truly.

 
 

HAM.

O that this too too solid flesh would melt,

 
 

KING.

O, my offense is rank, it smells to heaven,

 
 

KING.

Though yet of Hamlet our dear brother’s death

 
 

LAER.

Think it no more:

 
 

POL.

Ay, springes to catch woodcocks. I do know,

 
 

POL.

Yet here, Laertes? Aboard, aboard, for shame!

 
 

HAM.

Angels and ministers of grace defend us!

 
 

GHOST.

Ay, that incestuous, that adulterate beast,

 
 

HAM.

O all you host of heaven! O earth! What else?

 
 

HAM.

Now I am alone.

 
 

POL.

This business is well ended.

 
 

HAM.

Ha, ha! are you honest? Are you fair?

 
 

HAM.

To be, or not to be, that is the question:

 
 

HAM.

Speak the speech, I pray you, as I pronounc’d it to you, trippingly on the tongue,

 
 

HAM.

Now might I do it pat, now ’a is a-praying;

 
 

HAM.

How all occasions do inform against me,

 
 

KING.

O, this is the poison of deep grief, it springs

 
 

HAM.

Alas, poor Yorick! I knew him, Horatio, a fellow of infinite jest,

 
 

PRINCE.

I know you all, and will a while uphold

 
 
 
 
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