| Horatio | “In what particular thought to work I know not,/ But in the gross and scope of mine opinion/ This bodes some strange eruption to our state” (lines 67-69) |
| Claudius | “Though yet of Hamlet our dear brother’s death/ The memory be green, and that it us befitted/ To bear our hearts in grief, and our whole kingdom/ To be contracted in one brow of woe” (lines 1-4) |
| Claudius | “With mirth in funeral and with dirge in marriage,/ In equal scale weighing delight and dole” (lines 12-13). |
| Gertrude | “cast thy knighted colour off, / And let thine eye look like a friend on Denmark” (lines 68-69) |
| Claudius | ” ‘Tis sweet and commendable in your nature Hamlet” (line 87) |
| Claudius | ” ’tis unmanly grief,/ It shows a will most incorrect to heaven” (lines 94-95) |
| Laertes | “Forward, not permanent, sweet, not lasting,/ The perfume and suppliance of a minute, / No more.” (lines 8-9) |
| Laertes | “His greatness weighed, his will is not his own,/ For he himself is subject to his birth” (line 17-18) |
| Polonius | “This above all, to thine own self be true” (line 78) |
| Polonius | “Tender yourself more dearly,/ Or—not to crack the wind of the poor phrase, / Roaming it thus—you’ll tender me a fool.” (lines 107-109) |
| Marcellus | “Something is rotten in the state of Denmark” (line 90) |
| Ghost | “Revenge his foul and most unnatural murder.” (line 25) |
| Ghost | “The serpent that did sting thy father’s life/ Now wears his crown.” (line38-39) |
| Gertrude | “Your visitation shall receive such thanks/ As fits a king’s remembrance” (lines 25-26) |
| Polonius | “brevity is the soul of wit” (line 90) |
| Gertrude | “More matter with less art” (line 95) |
| Polonius | “Though this be madness, yet there is method in’t” (line 200) |
| Polonius | “We are oft to blame in this:/ ‘Tis too much proved, that with devotion’s visage,/ And pious action, we do sugar o’er/ The devil himself.” (lines 46-48) |
| Player King | “Our thoughts are ours, their ends none of our own” (line 194) |
| Gertrude | “The lady doth protest too much methinks” (line 211) |
| Claudius | “My words fly up, my thoughts remain below./ Words without thoughts never to heaven go” (lines 97-98) |
| Gertrude | “Thou turn’st my eyes into my very soul” (line 89) |
| Gertrude | “This is the very coinage of your brain” (line 138) |
| Gertrude | “To my sick soul, as sin’s true nature is,/ Each toy seems prologue to some great amiss./ So full of artless jealousy is guilt,/ It spills itself in fearing to be spilt.” (lines 17-20) |
| Gertrude | “an envious sliver broke,/ When down her weedy trophies and herself/ Fell in the weeping brook.” (lines 173-175) |
| Laertes | “I am justly killed with mine own treachery” (line 287) |
Tragic Hero Hamlet Quotes
July 20, 2019