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With the arm which won the victory he protects the vanquished.
With the arm which won the victory he protects the vanquished.
Where there is no honour, there is no griefe.
Where there is no honour, there is no griefe.
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.
Though you rise early, yet the day comes at his time, and not
till then.
Though you rise early, yet the day comes at his time, and not
till then.
Take thou some new infection to thy eye,
And the rank poison of the old will die.
Take thou some new infection to thy eye,
And the rank poison of the old will die.
Every bullet has its billet.
Every bullet has its billet.
Hee that goes to bed thirsty riseth healthy.
[He that goes to bed thirsty rises healthy.]
Hee that goes to bed thirsty riseth healthy.
[He that goes to bed thirsty rises healthy.]
Is there a man whose judgment clear
Can others teach the course to steer,
Yet runs himself read more
Is there a man whose judgment clear
Can others teach the course to steer,
Yet runs himself life's mad career,
Wild as the wave?
