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Hamlet | Act I, Scene III POLONIUS: Yet here, Laertes? Aboard, aboard, for shame! The wind sits in the shoulder of your sail, And you are stay'd for. There, my blessing with thee. And these few precepts in thy memory See thou character. Give thy thoughts no tongue, Nor any unproportion'd thought his act. Be thou familiar, but by no means vulgar. Those friends thou hast, and their adoption tried, Grapple them to thy soul with hoops of steel;..
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William Shakespeare |
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Through tattered clothes great vices do appear; Robes and furred gowns hide all. Plate sin with gold and the strong lance of justice hurtless breaks. Arm it in rags, a pigmy's straw does pierce it.
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William Shakespeare |
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I'll not meddle with it. It makes a man a coward: a man cannot steal but it accuseth him; a man cannot swear but it checks him; a man cannot lie with his neighbor's wife but it detects him. 'Tis a blushing, shamefaced spirit that mutinies in a man's bosom. It fills a man full of obstacles. It made me once restore a purse of gold that by chance I found. It beggars any man that keeps it. It is turned out of towns and cities for a dangerous th..
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William Shakespeare |
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Do thou amend thy face, and I'll amend my life.
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Whether 'tis nobler in the mind to suffer The slings and arrows of outrageous fortune, Or to take arms against a sea of troubles, And by opposing end them?
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William Shakespeare |
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What, with my tongue in your tail? nay, come again, Good Kate; I am a gentleman.
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innuendo
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William Shakespeare |
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Die Welt ist nirgends ausser diesen Mauern; Nur Fegefeuer, Qual, die Holle selbst. Von hier verbannt, ist aus der Welt verbannt, Und solcher Bann ist Tod: Drum gibst du ihm Den falschen Namen. - Nennst du Tod Verbannung, Enthauptest du mit goldnem Beile mich Und lachelst zu dem Streich, der mich ermordet. There is no world without Verona walls, But purgatory, torture, hell itself. Hence banished is banished from the world, And world's exile..
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tragedy
love
liebe
tod
tragödie
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William Shakespeare |
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Let me have men about me that are fat, ...Sleek-headed men and such as sleep a-nights. Yond Cassius has a lean and hungry look, He thinks too much; such men are dangerous. "You're on Earth. There's no cure for that." - - Samuel Beckett"
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William Shakespeare |
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What infinite heart's-ease Must kings neglect, that private men enjoy! And what have kings, that privates have not too, Save ceremony, save general ceremony? And what art thou, thou idle ceremony? What kind of god art thou, that suffer'st more Of mortal griefs than do thy worshippers? What are thy rents? what are thy comings in? O ceremony, show me but thy worth! What is thy soul of adoration? Art thou aught else but place, degree and form,..
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mankind
equality
satisfaction
humanity
work
life
ceremony
empty-form
exaltation
feudal-society
honors
pomp
burdens
fulfillment
purpose-in-life
peasants
meaninglessness
emptiness
royalty
kings
flattery
society
values
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For I am born to tame you, Kate, And bring you from a wild Kate to a Kate Comfortable as other household Kates.
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shakespeare
taming-of-the-shrew
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William Shakespeare |
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Thou - why, thou wilt quarrel with a man that hath a hair more or a hair less in his beard than thou hast. Thou wilt quarrel with a man for cracking nuts, having no other reason but because thow hast hazel eyes. What eye but such an eye would spy out such a quarrel? Thy head is as full of quarrels as an egg is full of meat, and yet thy head hath been beaten as addle as an egg for quarreling. Thou hast quarreled with a man for coughing in th..
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The fine purple cloaks, the holiday garments, elsewhere signs of gayety of mind, are stained with blood and bordered with black. Throughout a stern discipline, the axe ready for every suspicion of treason; "great men, bishops, a chancellor, princes, the king's relations, queens, a protector kneeling in the straw, sprinkled the Tower with their blood; one after the other they marched past, stretched out their necks; the Duke of Buckingham, Q..
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William Shakespeare |
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I loved Ophelia: forty thousand brothers Could not, with all their quantity of love, Make up my sum. What wilt thou do for her?... 'Swounds, show me what thou'lt do: Woo't weep? woo't fight? woo't fast? woo't tear thyself? Woo't drink up eisel? eat a crocodile? I'll do't. Dost thou come here to whine? To outface me with leaping in her grave? Be buried quick with her, and so will I: And, if thou prate of mountains, let them throw Millions of..
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William Shakespeare |
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RICHARD, DUKE OF GLOUCESTER: Why then I do but dream on sovereignty, Like one that stands upon a promontory And spies a far-off shore where he would tread, Wishing his foot were equal with his eye, And chides the sea that sunders him from thence, Saying, he'll lade it dry to have his way: So do I wish the crown, being so far off, And so I chide the means that keeps me from it, And so, I say, I'll cut the causes off, Flattering me with impos..
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HAMLET To be or not to be--that is the question: 64 Whether 'tis nobler in the mind to suffer 65 The slings and arrows of outrageous fortune, 66 Or to take arms against a sea of troubles 67 And, by opposing, end them. To die, to sleep-- 68 No more--and by a sleep to say we end 69 The heartache and the thousand natural shocks 70 That flesh is heir to--'tis a consummation 71 Devoutly to be wished. To die, to sleep-- 72 To sleep, perchance t..
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William Shakespeare |
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She refuses to be hit with Cupid's arrow. Shielded by the armor of chastity, she can't be charmed by words of love. She won't be assaulted by loving eyes, and she won't accept gifts of gold.
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was an English poet and playwright, widely regarded as the greatest writer in the English language and the world's pre-eminent dramatist. He is often called England's national poet and the "Bard of Avon" (or simply "The Bard"). His surviving works consist of 38 plays, 154 sonnets, two long narrative poems, and several other poems. His plays have been translated into every major living language, and are performed more often than those of any..
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I swear to thee by Cupid's strongest bow, By his best arrow, with the golden head, By the simplicity of Venus' doves, By that which knitteth souls and prospers loves, And by that fire which burn'd the Carthage queen, When the false Trojan under sail was seen,-- By all the vows that ever men have broke, In number more than ever women spoke,--
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Come, I know thou lovest me; and at night, when you come into your closet, you'll question this gentlewoman about me; and I know, Kate, you will to her dispraise those parts in me that you love
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MERCUTIO: Thou art like one of those fellows that when he enters the confines of a tavern claps me his sword upon the table and says "God send me no need of thee!" and by the operation of the second cup draws it on the drawer, when indeed there is no need. BENVOLIO: Am I like such a fellow? MERCUTIO: Come, come, thou art as hot a Jack in thy mood as any in Italy, and as soon moved to be moody, and as soon moody to be moved. BENVOLIO: And wh..
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Swaggering in the coffee-houses and ruffling it in the streets were the men who had sailed with Frobisher and Drake and Sir Humphrey Gilbert, Hawkins, and Sir Richard Granville; had perhaps witnessed the heroic death of Sir Philip Sidney, at Zutphen; had served with Raleigh in Anjou, Picardy, Languedoc, in the Netherlands, in the Irish civil war; had taken part in the dispersion of the Spanish Armada, and in the bombardment of Cadiz; had fi..
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Laurence Olivier begins his 1948 film adaptation of Hamlet with a voice-over stating, "This is the tragedy of a man who could not make up his mind." Such a reading of the play, even when more elegantly articulated, has almost become a cliche."
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Leben ist nur ein wandelnd Schattenbild; Ein armer Komodiant, der spreizt und knirscht Sein Stundchen auf der Buhn' und dann nicht mehr Vernommen wird; ein Marchen ist's, erzahlt Von einem Dummkopf voller Klang und Wut, Das nichts bedeutet.
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William Shakespeare |
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Mitburger! Freunde! Romer! hort mich an: Begraben will ich Casarn, nicht ihn preisen. Was Menschen Ubles tun, das uberlebt sie, Das Gute wird mit ihnen oft begraben. So sei es auch mit Casarn! Der edle Brutus Hat euch gesagt, dass er voll Herrschsucht war; Und war er das, so war's ein schwer Vergehen, Und schwer hat Casar auch dafur gebusst. Hier, mit des Brutus Willen und der andern (Denn Brutus ist ein ehrenwerter Mann, Das sind sie alle,..
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What cannot be eschewed must be embraced
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Beauty itself doth of itself persuadeThe eyes of men without an orator.
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That deep torture may be called a hell,When more is felt than one hath power to tell.
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Crabbed age and youth cannot live together:Youth is full of pleasure, age is full of care
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I gyve unto my wief my second best bed with the furniture
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I was in love with my bed.
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Is she not passing fair?
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William Shakespeare |
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How use doth breed a habit in a man!
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William Shakespeare |
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Hung be the heavens with black, yield day to night!
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William Shakespeare |
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She's beautiful, and therefore to be woo'd;She is a woman, therefore to be won.
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William Shakespeare |
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The fox barks not, when he would steal the lamb.
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The smallest worm will turn, being trodden on.
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William Shakespeare |
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Down, down to hell; and say I sent thee thither.
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William Shakespeare |
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Now is the winter of our discontentMade glorious summer by this sun of York.
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William Shakespeare |
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Off with his head!
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William Shakespeare |
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A horse! A horse! My kingdom for a horse!
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William Shakespeare |
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What's in a name? That which we call a rose,By any other name would smell as sweet.
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O Romeo, Romeo! wherefore art thou Romeo?
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William Shakespeare |
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Love looks not with the eyes, but with the mind,And therefore is wing'd Cupid painted blind.
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A man can die but once.
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