John Bartlett (1820–1905). Familiar Quotations, 10th ed. 1919.
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William Shakespeare. (1564–1616) (continued) |
1559 |
There is nothing either good or bad, but thinking makes it so. |
Hamlet. Act ii. Sc. 2. |
1560 |
A dream itself is but a shadow. |
Hamlet. Act ii. Sc. 2. |
1561 |
Beggar that I am, I am even poor in thanks. |
Hamlet. Act ii. Sc. 2. |
1562 |
This goodly frame, the earth, seems to me a sterile promontory; this most excellent canopy, the air, look you, this brave o’erhanging firmament, this majestical roof fretted with golden fire, why, it appears no other thing to me than a foul and pestilent congregation of vapours. What a piece of work is a man! how noble in reason! how infinite in faculty! in form and moving how express and admirable! in action how like an angel! in apprehension how like a god! |
Hamlet. Act ii. Sc. 2. |
1563 |
Man delights not me: no, nor woman neither. |
Hamlet. Act ii. Sc. 2. |
1564 |
There is something in this more than natural, if philosophy could find it out. |
Hamlet. Act ii. Sc. 2. |
1565 |
I know a hawk from a handsaw. |
Hamlet. Act ii. Sc. 2. |
1566 |
O Jephthah, judge of Israel, what a treasure hadst thou! |
Hamlet. Act ii. Sc. 2. |
1567 |
One fair daughter and no more, The which he loved passing well. |
Hamlet. Act ii. Sc. 2. |
1568 |
Come, give us a taste of your quality. |
Hamlet. Act ii. Sc. 2. |
1569 |
The play, I remember, pleased not the million; ’t was caviare to the general. |
Hamlet. Act ii. Sc. 2. |
1570 |
They are the abstract and brief chronicles of the time: after your death you were better have a bad epitaph than their ill report while you live. |
Hamlet. Act ii. Sc. 2. |
1571 |
Use every man after his desert, and who should ’scape whipping? |
Hamlet. Act ii. Sc. 2. |
1572 |
What ’s Hecuba to him, or he to Hecuba, That he should weep for her? |
Hamlet. Act ii. Sc. 2. |