“Alas, poor Yorick. I knew him, / Horatio, a fellow of infinite jest, of most excellent fancy.Scene 1 · Hamlet · ★★★★★→
“Now get you to my lady's chamber, and tell her, let her paint an inch thick, to this favour she must come.Scene 1 · Hamlet · ★★★★☆→
“Where be your gibes now? your gambols? your songs? your flashes of merriment, that were wont to set the table on a roar?Scene 1 · Hamlet · ★★★★☆→
“Did these bones cost no more the breeding but to play at loggets with 'em? Mine ache to think on't.Scene 1 · Hamlet · ★★★☆☆→
“Why, e'en so: and now my Lady Worm's; chapless, and knocked about the mazard with a sexton's spade.Scene 1 · Hamlet · ★★★☆☆→
“Where be his quiddits now, his quillets, his cases, his tenures, and his tricks?Scene 1 · Hamlet · ★★★☆☆→