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Some make a conscience of spitting in the Church, yet robbe the
Altar.
Some make a conscience of spitting in the Church, yet robbe the
Altar.
War with vices, but peace with individuals.
War with vices, but peace with individuals.
If folly were griefe every house would weepe.
If folly were griefe every house would weepe.
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.
Give loosers leave to talke.
Give loosers leave to talke.
The less of this cold world the more of heaven.
The less of this cold world the more of heaven.
The roses in thy lips and cheeks shall fade
To paly ashes.
The roses in thy lips and cheeks shall fade
To paly ashes.
It's an ill aire where wee gaine nothing.
It's an ill aire where wee gaine nothing.
Little pitchers have wide eares.
[Little pitchers have wide ears.]
Little pitchers have wide eares.
[Little pitchers have wide ears.]
