Hamlet, Act 2, Scene 2. Polonius.
Modern version:
“You may wonder if the stars are fire, You may wonder if the sun moves across the sky. You may wonder if the truth is a liar, But never wonder if I love.”
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How can I then return in happy pl… That am debarred the benefit of re… When day’s oppression is not eased… But day by night, and night by day… And each, though enemies to either…
When I consider everything that g… Holds in perfection but a little m… That this huge stage presenteth no… Whereon the stars in secret influe… When I perceive that men as plant…
COME unto these yellow sands, And then take hands: Court’sied when you have, and kiss… The wild waves whist,— Foot it featly here and there;
Against that time, if ever that ti… When I shall see thee frown on my… When as thy love hath cast his utm… Called to that audit by advised re… Against that time when thou shalt…
All the world’s a stage, And all the men and women merely p… They have their exits and their en… And one man in his time plays many… His acts being seven ages. At fir…
Not from the stars do I my judgme… And yet methinks I have astronomy… But not to tell of good or evil lu… Of plagues, of dearths, or seasons… Nor can I fortune to brief minute…
O truant Muse, what shall be thy… For thy neglect of truth in beauty… Both truth and beauty on my love d… So dost thou too, and therein dign… Make answer, Muse. Wilt thou not…
Not marble, nor the gilded monumen… Of princes, shall outlive this pow… But you shall shine more bright in… Than unswept stone besmear’d with… When wasteful war shall statues ov…
Friends, Romans, countrymen, lend… I come to bury Caesar, not to pra… The evil that men do lives after t… The good is oft interred with thei… So let it be with Caesar. The nob…
As an unperfect actor on the stage Who with his fear is put besides h… Or some fierce thing replete with… Whose strength’s abundance weakens… So I, for fear of trust, forget t…
O, how thy worth with manners may… When thou art all the better part… What can mine own praise to mine o… And what is’t but mine own when I… Even for this let us divided live,
Mine eye and heart are at a mortal… How to divide the conquest of thy… Mine eye my heart thy picture’s si… My heart mine eye the freedom of t… My heart doth plead that thou in h…
IT was a lording’s daughter, the… That liked of her master as well a… Till looking on an Englishman, th… Her fancy fell a-turning. Long was the combat doubtful that…
IT was a lover and his lass, With a hey, and a ho, and a hey… That o’er the green corn-field did… In the spring time, the only pr… When birds do sing, hey ding a din…
Those petty wrongs that liberty co… When I am sometime absent from th… Thy beauty and thy years full well… For still temptation follows where… Gentle thou art and therefore to b…