Folly growes without watering.

Folly growes without watering.

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.

Nothing dries sooner then a teare.

Nothing dries sooner then a teare.

The resolved minde hath no cares.

The resolved minde hath no cares.

The more virtuous a man himself is, the less does he suspect
baseness in others.

The more virtuous a man himself is, the less does he suspect
baseness in others.

The finishing stroke of all sorrow.

The finishing stroke of all sorrow.

And all may think which way their judgments lead 'em.

And all may think which way their judgments lead 'em.

The more a man denies himself, the more he shall receive from
heaven. Naked, I seek the camp of read more

The more a man denies himself, the more he shall receive from
heaven. Naked, I seek the camp of those who covet nothing.
[Lat., Quanto quisque sibi plura negaverit,
A dis plura feret. Nil cupientium
Nudus castra peto.]

Love rules his kingdome without a sword.

Love rules his kingdome without a sword.