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"But I do prophesy the election lights
On Fortinbras. He has my dying voice." (5.2.353-355) -
"Here, thou incestuous, murderous, damnèd Dane,
Drink off this potion. Is thy union here?
Follow my mother." (5.2.320-322) -
"Why, as a woodcock to mine own springe, Osric. I am justly killed with mine own treachery" (5.2.301-302).
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". Since he went into France, I have been in continual practice. I shall win at the odds. But thou wouldst not think how ill all’s here about my heart. But it is no matter." (5.2.197-200)
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"Lay her i' th' earth,
And from her fair and unpolluted flesh
May violets spring! " (5.1.213-215) -
"One woe doth tread upon another’s heel,
So fast they follow.—Your sister’s drowned, Laertes." (4.7.159-160) -
"My lord, I will be ruled
The rather if you could devise it so
That I might be the organ" (4.7.67-69) -
"The present death of Hamlet. Do it, England,
For like the hectic in my blood he rages,
And thou must cure me." (4.3.67-69) -
"How now, a rat? Dead for a ducat, dead!" (3.4.23)
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"Oh, my offence is rank. It smells to heaven.
It hath the primal eldest curse upon ’t,
A brother’s murder. Pray can I not." (3.3.36-38) -
"Give o'er the play." (3.2.257)
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"You should not have believed me, for virtue cannot so inoculate our old stock but we shall relish of it. I loved you not." (3.1.117-119)
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"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? " (3.1.57-61) -
"We’ll ha ’t tomorrow night. You could, for a need, study a speech of some dozen or sixteen lines which I would set down and insert in ’t, could you not?" (2.2.500-502)
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" Were you not sent for? Is it your own inclining? Is it a free visitation? Come, come, deal justly with me. Come, come. Nay, speak." (2.2.258-260)
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"Which done, she took the fruits of my advice;
And he, repelled—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." (2.2.136-142) -
"Pale as his shirt; his knees knocking each other;
And with a look so piteous in purport
As if he had been loosèd out of hell
To speak of horrors—he comes before me." (2.1.81-84) -
"Revenge his foul and most unnatural murder." (1.5.25)
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"It beckons you to go away with it,
As if it some impartment did desire
To you alone" (1.4.61-62) -
"I would not, in plain terms, from this time forth,
Have you so slander any moment leisure,
As to give words or talk with the Lord Hamlet.
Look to ’t, I charge you. Come your ways." (1.3.132-135) -
"Two nights together had these gentlemen,
Marcellus and Barnardo, on their watch,
In the dead waste and middle of the night,
Been thus encountered: a figure like your father,
Armed at point exactly, cap-à-pie," (1.2.196-200) -
"Oh, that this too, too sullied flesh would melt,
Thaw, and resolve itself into a dew,
Or that the Everlasting had not fixed
His canon 'gainst self-slaughter! O God, God!
How weary, stale, flat, and unprofitable
Seem to me all the uses of this world!" (1.2.129-134) -
"Good Hamlet, cast thy nighted color off,
And let thine eye look like a friend on Denmark.
Do not forever with thy vailèd lids
Seek for thy noble father in the dust." (1.2.68-71) -
"Therefore I have entreated him along
With us to watch the minutes of this night,
That if again this apparition come
He may approve our eyes and speak to it" (1.1.24)
