I.4
60
⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀Hamlet
Why, what should be the fear?
I do not set my life at a pin’s fee.
And for my soul, what can it do to that,
Being a thing immortal as itself?
I.5
160
⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀Hamlet
There are more things in heaven and earth, Horatio,
Than are dreamt of in your philosophy.
II.2
140
⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀Polonius
And he, repellèd, a short tale to make,
Fell into a sadness, then into a fast,
Thence to a watch, thence into a weakness,
Thence to a lightness, and, by this declension,
Into the madness wherein now he raves
And all we mourn for.
III.1
50
⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀Hamlet
To be, or not to be — that is the question ;
Whether ’tis nobler in the mind to suffer
The slings and arrows of outrageous fortune
Or to take arms against a sea of troubles
And by opposing end them.
… To die, to sleep —
To sleep — perchance to dream. …
No traveller returns, puzzles the will,
And makes us rather bear those ills we have
Than fly to others that we know not of?
Thus conscience does make cowards of us all ;
And thus the native hue of resolution
Is sicklied o’er with the pale cast of thought,
And enterprises of great pitch and moment
With this regard their currents turn awry
And lose the name of action. Soft you now,
The fair Ophelia! — Nymph, in thy orisons
Be all my sins remembered.
III.2
220
⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀First player (as King)
But, orderly to end where I begun,
Our wills and fates do so contrary run
That our devices still are overthrown.
Our thoughts are ours, their ends non of our own.
III.2-3
390
⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀Hamlet
’Tis now the very witching time of night,
When churchyards yawn, and hell itself breathes out
Contagion to this world. Now could I drink hot blood
And do such bitter business as the day
Would quake to look on. Soft, now to my mother.
III.4
10
⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀Queen
Hamlet, thou hast thy father much offended.
⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀Hamlet
Mother, you have my father much offended.
⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀Queen
Come, come, you answer with an idle tongue.
⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀Hamlet
Go, go, you question with a wicked tongue.
V.2
340
⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀Hamlet
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.