Oh, sweet youth, how soon it fades!
Sweet joys of youth, how fleeting!

Oh, sweet youth, how soon it fades!
Sweet joys of youth, how fleeting!

Fresh feres will dry the bright blue eye
We late saw streaming o'er.

Fresh feres will dry the bright blue eye
We late saw streaming o'er.

The heart of the wise in in the house of mourning, but the heart
of fools is in the read more

The heart of the wise in in the house of mourning, but the heart
of fools is in the house of mirth.

The wise man sets bounds even to his innocent desires.

The wise man sets bounds even to his innocent desires.

There is no vice so simple, but assumes
Some mark of virtue on his outward parts.

There is no vice so simple, but assumes
Some mark of virtue on his outward parts.

Fortune to one is Mother, to another is Step-mother.

Fortune to one is Mother, to another is Step-mother.

Cowards die many times before their deaths;
The valiant never taste of death but once.
Of all read more

Cowards die many times before their deaths;
The valiant never taste of death but once.
Of all the wonders that I yet have heard.
It seems to me most strange that men should fear,
Seeing that death, a necessary end,
Will come when it will come.

In truth it is best to learn wisdom, and abandoning all nonsense,
to leave it to boys to enjoy read more

In truth it is best to learn wisdom, and abandoning all nonsense,
to leave it to boys to enjoy their season of play and mirth.

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.