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The love of dominion is the most engrossing passion.
The love of dominion is the most engrossing passion.
Hath not thy rose a canker, Somerset?
Hath not thy rose a thorn, Plantagenet?
Hath not thy rose a canker, Somerset?
Hath not thy rose a thorn, Plantagenet?
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.
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.
It is a proof of nobility of mind to despise injuries.
It is a proof of nobility of mind to despise injuries.
Experience teaches.
[Lat., Experientia docet.]
Experience teaches.
[Lat., Experientia docet.]
The hair that covers the wit is more than the wit, for the
greater hides the less.
The hair that covers the wit is more than the wit, for the
greater hides the less.
