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Religion a stalking horse to shoot other foul.
Religion a stalking horse to shoot other foul.
No check, no stay this streamlet fears:
How merrily it goes!
'Twill murmur on a thousand years,
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No check, no stay this streamlet fears:
How merrily it goes!
'Twill murmur on a thousand years,
And flow as now it flows.
Happier are the hands compast with yron, then a heart with
thoughts.
Happier are the hands compast with yron, then a heart with
thoughts.
A wise man needes not blush for changing his purpose.
A wise man needes not blush for changing his purpose.
When sorrows come, they come not single spies,
But in battalions: first, her father slain;
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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.
Who doth his owne businesse, foules not his hands.
Who doth his owne businesse, foules not his hands.
Many a smale maketh a grate.
Many a smale maketh a grate.
All was false and hollow, though his tongue
Dropt manna, and could make the worst appear
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All was false and hollow, though his tongue
Dropt manna, and could make the worst appear
The better reason.
A man perfect to the finger tips.
A man perfect to the finger tips.
