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The reasons of the poore weigh not.
The reasons of the poore weigh not.
It is hard to abstain from writing satire.
It is hard to abstain from writing satire.
Much money makes a Countrey poor, for it sets a dearer price on
every thing.
Much money makes a Countrey poor, for it sets a dearer price on
every thing.
I am undone! I have smashed the waggon. [I have ruined all.]
I am undone! I have smashed the waggon. [I have ruined all.]
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.
Gentility is nothing but Ancient Riches.
Gentility is nothing but Ancient Riches.
Paines to get, care to keep, feare to lose.
Paines to get, care to keep, feare to lose.
In life you lov'd me not, in death you bewaile me.
In life you lov'd me not, in death you bewaile me.
