Where ignorance is bliss,
'Tis folly to be wise.

Where ignorance is bliss,
'Tis folly to be wise.

Though the power be wanting, the will deserves praise.

Though the power be wanting, the will deserves praise.

The rose is often found near the nettle.

The rose is often found near the nettle.

The rust of the mind is the destruction of genius.

The rust of the mind is the destruction of genius.

Behold him in conceited circles sail,
Strutting and dancing and now planted stiff,
In all his pomp read more

Behold him in conceited circles sail,
Strutting and dancing and now planted stiff,
In all his pomp of pageantry, as if
He felt the eyes of Europe on his tail.

When sorrows come, they come not single spies,
But in battalions: first, her father slain;
Next, your read more

When sorrows come, they come not single spies,
But in battalions: first, her father slain;
Next, your son gone, and he most violent author
Of his own just remove; the people muddied,
Thick and unwholesome in their thoughts and whispers
For good Polonius' death, and we have done but greenly
In hugger-mugger to inter him; poor Ophelia
Divided from herself and her fair judgment,
Without the which we are pictures or mere beasts;
Last, and as much containing as all these,
Her brother is in secret come from France,
Feeds on his wonder, keeps himself in clouds,
And wants not buzzers to infect his ear
With pestilent speeches of his father's death,
Wherein necessity, of matter beggared,
Will nothing stick our person to arraign
In ear and ear.

There is no jollitie but hath a smack of folly.
[There is no jollity but hath a smack of read more

There is no jollitie but hath a smack of folly.
[There is no jollity but hath a smack of folly.]

Don't long for the unripe grape.

Don't long for the unripe grape.

Who doth his owne businesse, foules not his hands.

Who doth his owne businesse, foules not his hands.