Metaphor Quotes in Hamlet

Yet I, / A dull and muddy-mettled rascal, peak / Like John-a-dreams, unpregnant of my cause, / And can say nothing.

That great baby you see there is not yet out of his swaddling clouts.

There’s something in his soul / O’er which his melancholy sits on brood, / And I do doubt the hatch and the disclose / Will be some danger,

Let the gall'd jade wince; our withers are unwrung.

What, frighted with false fire?

Excellent, i' faith; of the chameleon's dish: I eat the air, promise-crammed: you cannot feed capons so.

No, good mother, here's metal more attractive.

The cease of majesty / Dies not alone; but like a gulf doth draw / What’s near it with it.

Ecstasy! / My pulse as yours doth temperately keep time, / And makes as healthful music. It is not madness / That I have utter’d.

Lay not that flattering unction to your soul / That not your trespass, but my madness speaks.