I'll make the fur
Fly 'bout the ears of the old cur.

I'll make the fur
Fly 'bout the ears of the old cur.

It is easy to be wise after the event.

It is easy to be wise after the event.

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.

A fault is fostered by concealment.

A fault is fostered by concealment.

But shepherds know
How hot the mid-day sun shall glow
From the mist of morning sky.

But shepherds know
How hot the mid-day sun shall glow
From the mist of morning sky.

Crime requires further crime to conceal it.

Crime requires further crime to conceal it.

Let that which is wanting in income be supplied by economy.

Let that which is wanting in income be supplied by economy.

Though fame is smoke,
Its fumes are frankincense to human thought.

Though fame is smoke,
Its fumes are frankincense to human thought.

Take heede of the viniger of sweet wine.

Take heede of the viniger of sweet wine.