Spies are the ears and eyes of Princes.

Spies are the ears and eyes of Princes.

Time stoops to no man's lure.

Time stoops to no man's lure.

To love is a pleasure of youth, a sin in old age.

To love is a pleasure of youth, a sin in old age.

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.

It often happens, that misery will follow a marriage when the
dowry is too large.

It often happens, that misery will follow a marriage when the
dowry is too large.

What! would'st thou have a serpent sting thee twice?

What! would'st thou have a serpent sting thee twice?

But he, whose humours spurn law's awful yoke,
Must herd with those, by whom law's bonds are broke.

But he, whose humours spurn law's awful yoke,
Must herd with those, by whom law's bonds are broke.

Great cowardice is hidden by a bluster of daring.

Great cowardice is hidden by a bluster of daring.

I'll potch at him some way;
Or wrath or craft may get him.

I'll potch at him some way;
Or wrath or craft may get him.