William Shakespeare (Hamlet)--Nay, but to live
…Nay, but to live In the rank sweat of an enseamed bed, Stew’d in corruption, honeying and making love Over the nasty sty....
William Shakespeare (Hamlet)--A little month, or ere those shoes were old
A little month, or ere those shoes were old With which she followed by poor father’s body, Like Niobe, all teras; -...
William Shakespeare (Hamlet)--The spirt that I seen
The spirt that I seen May be a devil, and the devil hath power To assume a pleasing shape, yea, and perhaps, Out...
William Shakespeare (Hamlet)--I loved Ophelia
I loved Ophelia; forty thousand brothers Could not, with all their quality of love, Make up my sum ...
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