Hamlet Act I, Scene ii Hamlet
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313: Oh that this too too solid Flesh, would melt,
314: Thaw, and resolue it selfe into a Dew:
315: Or that the Euerlasting had not fixt
316: His Cannon ‘gainst Selfe-slaughter. O God, O God!
317: How weary, stale, flat, and vnprofitable
318: Seemes to me all the vses of this world?
319: Fie on’t? Oh fie, fie, ’tis an vnweeded Garden
320: That growes to Seed: Things rank, and grosse in Nature
321: Possesse it meerely. That it should come to this:
322: But two months dead: Nay, not so much; not two,
323: So excellent a King, that was to this
324: Hiperion to a Satyre: so louing to my Mother,
325: That he might not beteene the windes of heauen
326: Visit her face too roughly. Heauen and Earth
327: Must I remember: why she would hang on him,
328: As if encrease of Appetite had growne
329: By what is fed on; and yet within a month?
330: Let me not thinke on’t: Frailty, thy name is woman.
331: A little Month, or ere those shooes were old,
332: With which she followed my poore Fathers body
333: Like Niobe, all teares. Why she, euen she.
334: (O Heauen! A beast that wants discourse of Reason
335: Would haue mourn’d longer) married with mine Vnkle,
336: My Fathers Brother: but no more like my Father,
337: Then I to Hercules. Within a Moneth?
338: Ere yet the salt of most vnrighteous Teares
339: Had left the flushing of her gauled eyes,
340: She married. O most wicked speed, to post
341: With such dexterity to Incestuous sheets:
342: It is not, nor it cannot come to good.
343: But breake my heart, for I must hold my tongue.