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.

Foul-spoken coward, that thunder'st with thy tongue,
And with thy weapon nothing dar'st perform.

Foul-spoken coward, that thunder'st with thy tongue,
And with thy weapon nothing dar'st perform.

By flying, men often rush into the midst of calamities.

By flying, men often rush into the midst of calamities.

A mans discontent is his worst evill.

A mans discontent is his worst evill.

In vain have you tried your father's arts, you slippery one.

In vain have you tried your father's arts, you slippery one.

Every accusation against a fallen man gains credence.

Every accusation against a fallen man gains credence.

An intemperate patient makes a harsh doctor.

An intemperate patient makes a harsh doctor.

All was false and hollow, though his tongue
Dropt manna, and could make the worst appear
The read more

All was false and hollow, though his tongue
Dropt manna, and could make the worst appear
The better reason.

Pardons and pleasantnesse are great revenges of slanders.

Pardons and pleasantnesse are great revenges of slanders.