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Godt sagt! (2) Varsle Svar

O Hamlet, speak no more: Thou turn'st mine eyes into my very soul; And there I see such black and grained spots, As will not leave their tinct.

Godt sagt! (2) Varsle Svar

Madness in great ones must not unwatch'd go.

Godt sagt! (6) Varsle Svar

O! from this time forth,

My thoughts be bloody, or be nothing worth!

Godt sagt! (4) Varsle Svar

Do not, as some ungracious pastors do,

Show me the steep and thorny way to heaven,

Whiles, like a puff'd and reckless libertine,

Himself the primrose path of dalliance treads.

And recks not his own rede.

Godt sagt! (6) Varsle Svar

I must be cruel, only to be kind:

Thus bad begins and worse remains behind.

Godt sagt! (6) Varsle Svar

Doubt thou the stars are fire;
Doubt that the sun doth move;

Doubt truth to be a liar;
But never doubt I love.

Godt sagt! (4) Varsle Svar

Polonius: What do you read, my lord?
Hamlet: Words, words, words.

Godt sagt! (2) Varsle Svar

Hamlet: A man may fish with the worm that hath eat of a king, and eat of the fish that hath fed of that worm.

Claudius: What dost thou mean by this?

Hamlet: Nothing but to show you how a king may go a progress through the guts of a beggar.

Godt sagt! (4) Varsle Svar

My words fly up, my thoughts remain below;
Words without thoughts never to heaven go.

Godt sagt! (5) Varsle Svar

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