Hamlet Passages

Claudius:…But now, my cousin Hamlet, and my son-Hamlet: A little more than kin, and less than kind.Claudius: How is it that the clouds still hang on you?Hamlet: Not so my lord; I am too much i’ the sun. Hamlet and Claudius, Act I, scene II
O, that this too solid flesh would melt,Thaw, and resolve itself into a dew. Hamlet in a soliloquy, Act I, scene II
Frailty, thy name is woman! Hamlet in a soliloquy, Act I, scene II
Give every man thy ear, but few thy voice;Take each man’s censure, but reserve thy judgement. Polonius to Laertes, Act I, scene III
Neither a follower nor a lender be:For loans oft loses both itself and friend. Polonius to Laertes, Act I, scene III
This above all- to thine own self be true;And now it must follow, as the night the day,Thou canst not then be false to any man. Polonius to Laertes, Act I, scene III
But to my mind, – though I am native hereAnd to the manner born, – it is a customMore honour’d in the breach than the observance. Hamlet to Horatio, Act I, scene IV
Something is rotten in the state of Denmark. Marcellus to Horatio, Act I, scene IV
O most pernicious woman!O, villain, villain, smiling, damned villain!My tables, – meet it is I set it down,That one may smile, and smile, and be a villain. Hamlet in a soliloquy, Act I, scene V
The time is out of joint; O cursed spite,That ever I was born to set it right! Hamlet in a soliloquy, Act I, scene V
Therefore, since brevity is the soul of wit,And tediousness the limbs and outward flourishes, I will be brief. Polonius to Claudius and Gertrude, Act II, scene II
That he is mad, ’tis true, ’tis true, ’tis pity; And pity ’tis ’tis true; a foolish figure; But farewell it, for I will use no art. Polonius to Gertrude, Act II, scene II
Doubt thou the stars are fire;Doubt that the sun doth move;Doubt truth to be a liar;But never doubt I love. Polonius to Gertrude and Claudius, Act II, scene II
Polonius: Do you know my lord?Hamlet: Excellent well; you’re a fishmonger. Hamlet and Polonius, Act II, scene II
Polonius: What do you read, my lord?Hamlet: Words, words, words. Hamlet and Polonius, Act II, scene II
Polonius: Though this be madness, yet there is method in ‘t.- Will you walk out of the air, my lord?Hamlet: Into my grave. Hamlet and Polonius, Act II, scene II
Use every man after his desert, and who should ‘scape whipping? Hamlet to Polonius, Act II, scene II
O! what a rogue and peasant slave am I! Hamlet in a soliloquy, Act II, scene II
What’s Hecuba to him, or he to Hecuba.That he should weep for her? Hamlet in a soliloquy, Act II, scene II
The play’s the thing, wherein I’ll catch the conscious of the king. Hamlet in a soliloquy, Act II, scene II
With this regard, their currents turn awry, And lose the name of action. Hamlet in a soliloquy, Act III, scene I
Soft you now! The Fair Ophelia! Hamlet to Ophelia, Act III, scene I
The lady doth protest too much, methinks. Gertrude to Hamlet, Act III, scene II
My words fly up, my thoughts remain below; Claudius in a soliloquy, Act III, scene III
I must be cruel, only to be kind: Hamlet to Gertrude, Act III, scene IV
Be thou assur’d, if words be made of breath, Gertrude to Hamlet, Act III, scene IV
Claudius: Where is Polonius?Hamlet: In heaven; send thither to see. Hamlet and Claudius, Act IV, scene III
How all occasions do inform against me, And spur my dull revenge! Hamlet in a soliloquy, Act IV, scene IV
Too much of water hast thou, poor Ophelia, And therefore, I forbid my tears. Laertes to Gertrude and Claudius, Act IV, scene VII
When sorrows come, they come not single spies, but in battalions. Claudius in a soliloquy, Act IV, scene V
Alas! Poor Yorick. I knew him, Horatio; Hamlet to Horatio, Act V, scene I
Ley her i’ the earth: And from her fair and unpolluted flesh may violets spring! Laertes to the priest, Act V, scene I
There’s a divinity that shapes our ends, rough-hew them how we will. Hamlet to Horatio, Act V, scene II
If thou didst ever hold me in thy heart, absent thee from felicity awhile, Hamlet to Horatio, Act V, scene II
Now cracks a noble heart. Good-night sweet prince; and flights if angels sing thee to thy rest. Horatio to Hamlet, Act V, scene II
September 1, 2019