<p> Hamlet Quotations</p><p>Act I 1. “Good Hamlet, cast thy knighted color off, / And let thine eye look like a friend on Denmark”</p><p>2. “Though willingly I came to Denmark / To show my duty in your coronation / Yet now I must confess, that duty done, my thought and wishes bend again toward France / And bow them to your gracious leave and pardon”</p><p>3. “To thine ownself be true, / And it must follow, as the night the day, / Thou canst not them be false to any man” </p><p>4. “Frailty, thy name is woman”</p><p>5. “But you must know, your father lost a father; / That father lost, lost his; and the survivor bound / In filial obligation for some term / to do obsequious sorrow; but to persever / In obstinate condolement, is a course / Of impious stubbornness, ‘tis unmanly grief””</p><p>6. “I shall the effect of this good lesson keep / As watchman to my heart. But good my brother, / Do not as some ungracious pastors do, / Show me the steep and thorny way to heaven, / While like a puffed and reckless libertine / Himself the primrose path of dalliance treads, / And recks not his own rede.</p><p>Act II 7. “My lord, as I was sewing in my closet, / Lord Hamlet, with his double all unbraced, / No hat upon his head, his stockings fouled, / Ungartered, and down-gyved to his ankle, / Pale as his shirt, his knees knocking each other, / And with a look so piteous in purport, / As if he had been loosed out of hell / to speak of horrors:</p><p>8. “Thanks Guildenstern and gentle Rosencrantz / And I beseech you instantly to visit / My much changed son.”</p><p>9. “Why anything --- but to the purpose. You were sent for, and there is a kind of confession in your looks, which your modesties have not craft enough to color. I know the good King and Queen have sent for you”</p><p>10. “I’ll have ground / More relative than this. The play’s the thing / Wherein I’ll catch the conscience of the king.”</p><p>11. “Your noble son is mad / Mad call I it, for, to define true madness / What is’t but nothing else but mad?”</p><p>12. “At such a time, I’ll loose my daughter to him / Be you and I behind an arras then; / Mark the encounter, if he loves her not, / And be not from his reason fall’n theron, / Let me be no assistant for a state, / But keep a farm and carters”</p><p>13. “But let me conjure you, by the rights of our fellowship, by the consonancy of our youth, by the obligation of our ever-preserved love, and by what more dear a better proposer can charge you withal, be even and direct with me, whether you were sent for or no” Act III 14. “If you hold it fit, after the play / Let his queen mother all lone entreat him / To show his grief. Let her be round with him / And I’ll be placed, so please you, in the ear / Of their conference.”</p><p>15. “And so ‘a goes to heaven, / And so am I revenged. That would be scanned.”</p><p>16. “My words fly up, my thoughts remain below: / Words without thoughts never to heaven go.”</p><p>17. “O Hamlet, thou hast cleft my heart in twain.”</p><p>18. “But, what form of prayer / Can serve my turn? ‘Forgive me my foul murder?’ / That cannot be, since I am still possessed / Of those effects for which I did the murder?”</p><p>19. “To be or not to be, that is the question- / Whether ‘tis nobler in the mind to suffer / The slings and arrows of outrageous fortune, / Or to take arms against a sea of troubles, / And by opposing end them.”</p><p>20. “O my offence is rank, it smells to heaven; / It hath the primal eldest curse upon’t, / A brother’ murder. Pray can I not, / Though inclination be as sharp as will, / My stronger guilt defeats my strong intent / And like a man to double business bound, / I stand in pause where I shall first begin, / And both neglect”</p><p>Act IV</p><p>21. “And England …thou mayst no coldly set / Our sovereign process / Which imports at full / By letters congruing to that effect / The present death of Hamlet. Do it, England.</p><p>22. “There’s rosemary, that’s for remembrance. Pray you, love, remember. And there’s pansies. That’s for thoughts.”</p><p>23. “And so have I a noble father lost / A sister driven into desp’rate terms / Whose worth, if praises may go back again / Stood challenger on mount all of the age / For her perfections. But my revenge will come.”</p><p>24. “But long it could not be / Till that her garments, heavy with their drink / Pulled the poor wretch from her melodious lay / To muddy death.”</p><p>25. “She speaks much of her father, says she hears / There’s trick I’ th’ world, and hems, and beats her heart, / Spurns enviously at straws, speaks things in doubt / That carry but half sense”</p><p>Act V</p><p>26. “Here, thou incestuous, murd’rous, damned Dane / Drink off this potion. Is thy union here?”</p><p>27. “Good-night, sweet prince / And flights of angels sing thee to thy rest!”</p><p>28. “Does it not, think thee, stand me now upon- / He that hath killed my King, and whored my mother; / Popped in between th’ election and my hopes, / Thrown out his angle for my proper life, / And with such cozenage – is’t not perfect conscience / To quit him with this arm?</p>