"Inquire me first what Danskers are in Paris; And how, and who, what means, and where they keep, what company, at what expense; and finding by this encompassment and drift of question that they do know my son..."
Foolish Polonius
"How now, Ophelia, what's the matter?" "O, my lord, my lord, I have been so affrighted!" "With that, i' th' name of God?"
Spying Friends
"I prescripts gave her, that she should lock herself from his resort, admit no messengers, receive no tokens...she took the fruits of my advice, and he, repelled...fell into a sadness, then into...the madness wherein now he raves and all we mourn for."
Whining Coward
"Do you know me, my lord?" "Excellent well. You are a fishmonger."
"My excellent good friends! How dost thou, Guildenstern? Ah, Rosencrantz! Good lads, how do you both?"
"Why, what an ass a I! This is most brave, that I, the son of a dear father murdered, prompted to my revenge by heaven and hell, must like a whore, unpack my heart with words and fall a-cursing like a very drab..."
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