Doth all the noble substance of a doubt To his own scandal. But this eternal blazon must not be To ears of flesh and blood. Since brevity is the soul of wit, And tediousness the limbs and outward flourishes, I will be brief. How noble in reason!
O, That this too too solid flesh would melt, Thaw, and resolve itself into a dew. Hamlet, Act I, scene ii Frailty, thy name is woman! Hamlet, Act I, scene ii Thrift, thrift, Horatio!
The funeral bak'd meats Did coldly furnish forth the marriage tables. Hamlet, Act I, scene ii Do not, as some ungracious pastors do, Show me the steep and thorny way to heaven, Whiles, like a puff'd and reckless libertine, Himself the primrose path of dalliance treads.
And recks not his own rede. Ophelia, Act I, scene iii Neither a borrower nor a lender be: For loan oft loses both itself and friend. Polonius, Act I, scene iii Something is rotten in the state of Denmark. Marcellus, Act I, scene iv There are more things in heaven and earth, Horatio, Than are dreamt of in your philosophy.
Hamlet, Act I, scene v More matter with less art.
Hamlet, Act II, scene ii There is nothing either good or bad, but thinking makes it so. Hamlet, Act II, scene ii What a piece of work is a man!
How noble in reason! And yet, to me, what is this quintessence of dust?
Hamlet, Act II, scene ii Use every man after his desert, and who should 'scape whipping? Hamlet, Act II, scene ii O! 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 pith and moment, With this regard, their currents turn awry, And lose the name of action.
You would play upon me; you would seem to know my stops; you would pluck out the heart of my mystery; you would sound me from my lowest note to the top of my compass; and there is much music, excellent voice, in this little organ, yet cannot you make it speak. Call me what instrument you will, though you can fret me, you cannot play upon me.
Hamlet, Act III, scene ii Tis now the very witching time of night, When churchyards yawn and hell itself breathes out Contagion to this world: Claudius, Act IV, scene v Alas! I knew him, Horatio; a fellow of infinite jest, of most excellent fancy; he hath borne me on his back a thousand times; and now, how abhorred in my imagination it is!
Here hung those lips that I have kissed I know not how oft. Where be your gibes now?
Not one now, to mock your own grinning? Now get yet to my lady's chamber, and tell her, let her paint an inch thick, to this favour she must come; make her laugh at that. Hamlet, Act V, scene i Lay her i' the earth: And from her fair and unpolluted flesh May violets spring! Laertes, Act V, scene i There's a divinity that shapes our ends, Rough-hew them how we will.
Hamlet, Act V, scene ii The rest is silence. Hamlet, Act V, scene ii Now cracks a noble heart. Good-night, sweet prince; And flights of angels sing thee to thy rest. Hamlet, Act V, scene ii.Explanation of the famous quotes in Hamlet, including all important speeches, comments, quotations, and monologues.
Everything you ever wanted to know about the quotes talking about Madness in Hamlet, written by experts just for you. Hamlet: Alas, poor Yorick! I knew him, Horatio - a fellow of infinite jest, of most excellent fancy.
He hath bore me on his back a thousand times, and now how abhorred in my imagination it is! Hamlet Quotes: Over the years No Sweat Shakespeare users have asked us to translate many quotes from Hamlet into plain English. The list below links to the most popular Hamlet quotes and their modern English translation, whilst underneath those is a selection of other, shorted Hamlet quotes.
This quotation, Hamlet’s first important soliloquy, occurs in Act I, scene ii (–).Hamlet speaks these lines after enduring the unpleasant scene at Claudius and Gertrude’s court, then being asked by his mother and stepfather not to return to his studies at Wittenberg but to remain in Denmark, presumably against his wishes.
The Tragedy of Hamlet, Prince of Denmark is a revenge tragedy by William Shakespeare, and is one of his most well-known and oft-quoted schwenkreis.com is uncertain exactly when it was written, but scholars tend to place its composition between and the summer of