Nor do not saw the air too much with your hand, thus, but use all gently; for in the very torrent, tempest, and, as I may say, the whirlwind of passion, you must acquire and beget a temperance that may give it smoothness. Oh, it offends me to the soul to hear a robustious periwigpated fellow tear a passion to tatters, to very rags, to split the ears of the groundlings, who for the most part are capable of nothing but inexplicable dumb-shows and noise. I would have such a fellow whipped for o'erdoing Termagant; it out-herods Herod. Hamlet. Act iii. Sc. 2. Suit the action to the word, the word to the action; with this special observance, that you o'erstep not the modesty of nature. To hold, as 't were, the mirror up to nature. Ibid. Ibid. The very age and body of the time his form and pressure. Ibid. Though it make the unskilful laugh, cannot but make the judicious grieve. Not to speak it profanely. Ibid. Ibid. I have thought some of Nature's journeymen had made men and not made them well, they imitated humanity so abominably. us, Ibid. First Play. We have reformed that indifferently with sir. Ibid. Ham. O, reform it altogether. Horatio, thou art e'en as just a man As e'er my conversation coped withal. Ibid. No, let the candied tongue lick absurd pomp, And crook the pregnant hinges of the knee Ibid. A man that fortune's buffets and rewards Ibid They are not a pipe for fortune's finger To sound what stop she please. Give me that man In my And my imaginations are as foul Hamlet. Act iii. Sc. 2. As Vulcan's stithy. Here's metal more attractive. Ibid. Ibid. Nay, then, let the devil wear black, for I'll have a suit of sables. Ibid. There's hope a great man's memory may outlive his life half a year. Ibid. For, O, for, O, the hobby-horse is forgot. Ibid. This is miching mallecho; it means mischief. Ibid. Ham. Is this a prologue, or the posy of a ring? Let the galled jade wince, our withers are unwrung. Ibid. The story is extant, and writ in choice Italian. Ibid. Why, let the stricken deer go weep, For some must watch, while some must sleep: Pluck out the heart of my mystery. Hamlet. Act iii. Sc, 2. Do you think I am easier to be played on than a pipe? Ibid. Ham. Do you see yonder cloud that's almost in shape of a camel? Pol. By the mass, and 't is like a camel, indeed. Pol. It is backed like a weasel. Ham. Or like a whale ? Pol. Very like a whale. Ibid. They fool me to the top of my bent. Ibid. By and by is easily said. Ibid. 'Tis now the very witching time of night, When churchyards yawn and hell itself breathes out Contagion to this world. Ibid. I will speak daggers to her, but use none. Ibid. O, my offence is rank, it smells to heaven; Sc. 3. Like a man to double business bound, I stand in pause where I shall first begin, And both neglect. Ibid. "T is not so above; There is no shuffling, there the action lies Ibid. O limed soul, that, struggling to be free, Art more engag'd! Help, angels! Make assay! Bow, stubborn knees; and, heart with strings of steel, Be soft as sinews of the new-born babe! Ibid. With all his crimes broad blown, as flush as May. Ibid. About some act That has no relish of salvation in 't. Ibid My words fly up, my thoughts remain below: Dead, for a ducat, dead! Hamlet. Act iii. Sc. 3. Sc. 4. And let me wring your heart; for so I shall, That roars so loud, and thunders in the index? Ibid. Look here, upon this picture, and on this, At your age Ibid. The hey-day in the blood is tame, it's humble. Ibid. O shame! where is thy blush? Rebellious hell, And melt in her own fire: proclaim no shame And reason panders will. Ibid A cutpurse of the empire and the rule, That from a shelf the precious diadem stole, Ibid. Hamlet. Act iii. Sc. 4. Ibid. A king of shreds and patches. Conceit in weakest bodies strongest works. How is 't with you, That you do bend your eye on vacancy? This is the very coinage of your brain: Ibid. Is very cunning in. Bring me to the test, And I the matter will re-word; which madness Confess yourself to heaven; Ibid. Ibid. Repent what's past; avoid what is to come. Ibid. Assume a virtue, if you have it not. That monster, custom, who all sense doth eat, Ibid. Refrain to-night, And that shall lend a kind of easiness To the next abstinence: the next more easy; For use almost can change the stamp of nature. Ibid. I must be cruel, only to be kind: Thus bad begins, and worse remains behind. Ibid. For 't is the sport to have the enginer A man may fish with the worm that hath eat of a king, and eat of the fish that hath fed of that worm. Ibid. 1 Extreme remedies are very appropriate for extreme diseases. - HIPPOCRATES: Aphorism i. |