“No, no, the drink, the drink! O my dear Hamlet! The drink, the drink! I am poison'd.Scene 2 · Gertrude · ★★★★☆→
“Here, thou incestuous, murderous, damned Dane, / Drink off this potion. Is thy union here? / Follow my mother.Scene 2 · Hamlet · ★★★★☆→
“Upon my secure hour thy uncle stole / With juice of cursed hebenon in a vial, / And in the porches of my ears did pour / The leperous distilment,Scene 5 · ★★★☆☆→
“Thoughts black, hands apt, drugs fit, and time agreeing, / Confederate season, else no creature seeing; / Thou mixture rank, of midnight weeds collected, / With Hecate’s ban thrice blasted, thrice infected, / Thy natural magic and dire property / On wholesome life usurp immediately.Scene 2 · ★★★☆☆→
“When in your motion you are hot and dry, / As make your bouts more violent to that end, / And that he calls for drink, I’ll have prepar’d him / A chalice for the nonce; whereon but sipping, / If he by chance escape your venom’d stuck, / Our purpose may hold there.Scene 7 · Claudius · ★★★☆☆→
“And in the cup an union shall he throw / Richer than that which four successive kings / In Denmark’s crown have worn.Scene 2 · Claudius · ★★★☆☆→