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144 Cards in this Set
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O my offence is rank, it smells to heaven |
Claudius, Act 3 scene 3 |
Hamlet |
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Thou turnst my eyes into my very soul, and there I see such black and grained spots as will not leave their tinct |
Gertrude, act 3 scene 4 |
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My hairs are white, yet my sins are green |
The duke |
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Something is rotten in the state of denmark |
Horatio, act 1 scene 4 |
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What a piece of work is man! How noble in reason, how infinite in faculties |
Hamlet, act 2 scene 2 |
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For offences gilt o'er with mercy show like fairest women, good only for their beauty, which, washed off, no sin is uglier |
Act 1 scene 2 |
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Faiths are bought and sold; oaths these days are but the skin of gold |
Act 3 scene 1 |
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For discontent and want is the best clay to mold a villain of |
Act 4 scene 2 |
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No, but a thousand angels can; men have no power, Angels must work you to it |
Vindice, act 2 scene 5 |
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That marrow less age |
Vindice, act 1 scene 1 |
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Alas! Poor Yorick. I knew him, horatio; a fellow of infinite jest... Where be your jibes now? |
Hamlet, act 5 scene 1 |
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Thrift thrift horatio! The funeral baked meats did coldly furnish forth the marriage tables |
Hamlet, act 1 scene 2 |
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We fat all creatures else to fat us, and we fat ourselves for maggots |
Hamlet, act 4 scene 3 |
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For since my worthy fathers funeral, my life's unnatural to me |
Vindice, act 1 scene 1 |
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For since my worthy fathers funeral, my life's unnatural to me |
Vindice, act 1 scene 1 |
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These ragged imperfections, when two heaven pointed stars were set in those unsightly rings |
Vindice, act 1 scene 1 |
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For since my worthy fathers funeral, my life's unnatural to me |
Vindice, act 1 scene 1 |
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These ragged imperfections, when two heaven pointed stars were set in those unsightly rings |
Vindice, act 1 scene 1 |
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She chanted snatched of old lauds as one incapable of her own distress |
Gertrude, act 4 scene 7 |
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See, ladies, with false forms you deceive men, but cannot deceive worms |
Act 3 scene 5 |
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See, ladies, with false forms you deceive men, but cannot deceive worms |
Act 3 scene 5 |
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I am but mad North-North-west. When the wind is southerly, I know a hawk from a handsaw |
Hamlet, act 2 scene 2 |
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See, ladies, with false forms you deceive men, but cannot deceive worms |
Act 3 scene 5 |
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I am but mad North-North-west. When the wind is southerly, I know a hawk from a handsaw |
Hamlet, act 2 scene 2 |
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With devotions visage and pious action we do sugar o'er the devil himself |
Polonius, act 3 scene 1 |
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See, ladies, with false forms you deceive men, but cannot deceive worms |
Act 3 scene 5 |
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I am but mad North-North-west. When the wind is southerly, I know a hawk from a handsaw |
Hamlet, act 2 scene 2 |
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With devotions visage and pious action we do sugar o'er the devil himself |
Polonius, act 3 scene 1 |
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Though this be madness, yet there is method in't |
Polonius, act 2 scene 2 |
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See, ladies, with false forms you deceive men, but cannot deceive worms |
Act 3 scene 5 |
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I am but mad North-North-west. When the wind is southerly, I know a hawk from a handsaw |
Hamlet, act 2 scene 2 |
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With devotions visage and pious action we do sugar o'er the devil himself |
Polonius, act 3 scene 1 |
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Though this be madness, yet there is method in't |
Polonius, act 2 scene 2 |
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He did lately in disguise reject the, now thou art thyself, as much respect thee |
Hippolyto, act 4 scene 2 |
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Welcome, sweet titles |
Lussurioso, act 5 scene 1 |
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For by the image of my cause I see the portraiture of his |
Hamlet, act 5 scene 2 |
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The time is out of joint: o cursed spite that I was ever born to set it right |
Hamlet, act 2 scene |
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The time is out of joint: o cursed spite that I was ever born to set it right |
Hamlet, act 2 scene |
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There's a special providence in the fall of a sparrow |
Hamlet, act 5 scene 2 |
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Frailty, thy name is woman! |
Hamlet, act 1 scene 2 |
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Frailty, thy name is woman! |
Hamlet, act 1 scene 2 |
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Get thee to a nunnery: why wouldst thou be a breeder of sinners? |
Hamlet, act 3 scene 1 |
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Frailty, thy name is woman! |
Hamlet, act 1 scene 2 |
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Get thee to a nunnery: why wouldst thou be a breeder of sinners? |
Hamlet, act 3 scene 1 |
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I think nothing, my Lord |
Ophelia, act 3 scene 2 |
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Frailty, thy name is woman! |
Hamlet, act 1 scene 2 |
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Get thee to a nunnery: why wouldst thou be a breeder of sinners? |
Hamlet, act 3 scene 1 |
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I think nothing, my Lord |
Ophelia, act 3 scene 2 |
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We're it not for women and gold there would be no damnation |
Act 2 scene 2 |
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Frailty, thy name is woman! |
Hamlet, act 1 scene 2 |
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Get thee to a nunnery: why wouldst thou be a breeder of sinners? |
Hamlet, act 3 scene 1 |
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I think nothing, my Lord |
Ophelia, act 3 scene 2 |
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We're it not for women and gold there would be no damnation |
Act 2 scene 2 |
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Troops of celestial soldiers guard her heart |
Vindice, act 2 scene 2 |
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Frailty, thy name is woman! |
Hamlet, act 1 scene 2 |
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Get thee to a nunnery: why wouldst thou be a breeder of sinners? |
Hamlet, act 3 scene 1 |
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I think nothing, my Lord |
Ophelia, act 3 scene 2 |
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We're it not for women and gold there would be no damnation |
Act 2 scene 2 |
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Troops of celestial soldiers guard her heart |
Vindice, act 2 scene 2 |
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To be or not to be |
Hamlet, act 3 scene 1 |
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Give me that man that is not passions slave and I will wear him in my hearts core |
Hamlet, act 3 scene 2 |
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Give me that man that is not passions slave and I will wear him in my hearts core |
Hamlet, act 3 scene 2 |
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A little more than kin, a little less than kind |
Hamlet, act 1 scene 2 |
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Give me that man that is not passions slave and I will wear him in my hearts core |
Hamlet, act 3 scene 2 |
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A little more than kin, a little less than kind |
Hamlet, act 1 scene 2 |
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I would give you some violets, but they withered all when my father died |
Ophelia, act 4 scene 5 |
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Give me that man that is not passions slave and I will wear him in my hearts core |
Hamlet, act 3 scene 2 |
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A little more than kin, a little less than kind |
Hamlet, act 1 scene 2 |
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I would give you some violets, but they withered all when my father died |
Ophelia, act 4 scene 5 |
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The serpent that did sting thy fathers life now wears his crown |
Ghost, act 1 scene 5 |
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A second time I kill my husband dead when second husband kisses me in my bed |
Player queen, act 3 scene 2 |
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A second time I kill my husband dead when second husband kisses me in my bed |
Player queen, act 3 scene 2 |
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In the corrupted currents of this world offences gilded hand may shove by justice |
Act 3 scene 3 |
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A second time I kill my husband dead when second husband kisses me in my bed |
Player queen, act 3 scene 2 |
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In the corrupted currents of this world offences gilded hand may shove by justice |
Act 3 scene 3 |
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My words fly up, my thoughts remain below. Words without thoughts never to heaven go |
Claudius, act 3 scene 3 |
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My crown, my own ambition and my queen. May one be pardoned and retain the offence? |
Claudius, act 3 scene 3 |
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No power is angry when the lustful die; when thunder claps, heaven likes the tragedy |
Vindice, act 5 scene 3 |
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O that this too solid flesh would melt, thaw and resolve itself Ito a dew |
Hamlet, act 1 scene 2 |
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A villain kills my father and for that I his sole son do this same villain send to heaven. Why, this heaven is hire and salary, not revenge! |
Hamlet, act 3 scene 3 |
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Pray heaven their blood may wash away all treason! |
Act 5 scene 3 |
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There is nothing either good or bad but thinking makes it so |
Hamlet, act 2 scene 2 |
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This conscience does make cowards of us all |
Hamlet, act 3 scene 1 |
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Vengeance, thou murders quit rent, whereby thou showst thyself tenant to tragedy |
Vindice, act 1 scene 1 |
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No; sword though wast never a back biter yet |
Vindice, act 2 scene 2 |
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Now nine years vengeance crowd into a minute |
Act 3 scene 5 |
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No power is angry when the lustful die; when thunder claps, heaven likes the tragedy |
Vindice, act 5 scene 3 |
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O that this too solid flesh would melt, thaw and resolve itself Ito a dew |
Hamlet, act 1 scene 2 |
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A villain kills my father and for that I his sole son do this same villain send to heaven. Why, this heaven is hire and salary, not revenge! |
Hamlet, act 3 scene 3 |
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Pray heaven their blood may wash away all treason! |
Act 5 scene 3 |
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There is nothing either good or bad but thinking makes it so |
Hamlet, act 2 scene 2 |
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This conscience does make cowards of us all |
Hamlet, act 3 scene 1 |
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Vengeance, thou murders quit rent, whereby thou showst thyself tenant to tragedy |
Vindice, act 1 scene 1 |
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No; sword though wast never a back biter yet |
Vindice, act 2 scene 2 |
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Now nine years vengeance crowd into a minute |
Act 3 scene 5 |
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The plays the thing wherein I'll catch the conscience of the king |
Hamlet, act 2 scene 2 |
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No power is angry when the lustful die; when thunder claps, heaven likes the tragedy |
Vindice, act 5 scene 3 |
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O from this time forth my thoughts be bloody or nothing worth |
Hamlet, act 4 scene 4 |
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O that this too solid flesh would melt, thaw and resolve itself Ito a dew |
Hamlet, act 1 scene 2 |
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A villain kills my father and for that I his sole son do this same villain send to heaven. Why, this heaven is hire and salary, not revenge! |
Hamlet, act 3 scene 3 |
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Pray heaven their blood may wash away all treason! |
Act 5 scene 3 |
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There is nothing either good or bad but thinking makes it so |
Hamlet, act 2 scene 2 |
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This conscience does make cowards of us all |
Hamlet, act 3 scene 1 |
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Vengeance, thou murders quit rent, whereby thou showst thyself tenant to tragedy |
Vindice, act 1 scene 1 |
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No; sword though wast never a back biter yet |
Vindice, act 2 scene 2 |
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Now nine years vengeance crowd into a minute |
Act 3 scene 5 |
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The plays the thing wherein I'll catch the conscience of the king |
Hamlet, act 2 scene 2 |
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I will speak daggers to her, but use none |
Hamlet, act 3 scene 2 |
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I will speak daggers to her, but use none |
Hamlet, act 3 scene 2 |
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O that this too solid flesh would melt |
Hamlet, act 1 scene 2 |
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I will speak daggers to her, but use none |
Hamlet, act 3 scene 2 |
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O that this too solid flesh would melt |
Hamlet, act 1 scene 2 |
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Denmarks a prison |
Hamlet, act 2 scene 2 |
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I will speak daggers to her, but use none |
Hamlet, act 3 scene 2 |
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O that this too solid flesh would melt |
Hamlet, act 1 scene 2 |
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Denmarks a prison |
Hamlet, act 2 scene 2 |
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Tis an unweeded garden, whose seeds grow things rank and gross in nature |
Hamlet, act 1 scene 2 |
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I will speak daggers to her, but use none |
Hamlet, act 3 scene 2 |
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O that this too solid flesh would melt |
Hamlet, act 1 scene 2 |
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Denmarks a prison |
Hamlet, act 2 scene 2 |
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Tis an unweeded garden, whose seeds grow things rank and gross in nature |
Hamlet, act 1 scene 2 |
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You speak like a green girl |
Polonius, act 1 scene 3 |
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I will speak daggers to her, but use none |
Hamlet, act 3 scene 2 |
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O that this too solid flesh would melt |
Hamlet, act 1 scene 2 |
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Denmarks a prison |
Hamlet, act 2 scene 2 |
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Tis an unweeded garden, whose seeds grow things rank and gross in nature |
Hamlet, act 1 scene 2 |
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You speak like a green girl |
Polonius, act 1 scene 3 |
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O what a noble mind is here o'erthrown |
Ophelia, act 3 scene 1 |
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I will speak daggers to her, but use none |
Hamlet, act 3 scene 2 |
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O that this too solid flesh would melt |
Hamlet, act 1 scene 2 |
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Denmarks a prison |
Hamlet, act 2 scene 2 |
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Tis an unweeded garden, whose seeds grow things rank and gross in nature |
Hamlet, act 1 scene 2 |
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You speak like a green girl |
Polonius, act 1 scene 3 |
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O what a noble mind is here o'erthrown |
Ophelia, act 3 scene 1 |
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From her fair and unpolluted flesh may violets spring |
Laertes, act 5 scene 1 |
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I will speak daggers to her, but use none |
Hamlet, act 3 scene 2 |
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O that this too solid flesh would melt |
Hamlet, act 1 scene 2 |
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Denmarks a prison |
Hamlet, act 2 scene 2 |
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Tis an unweeded garden, whose seeds grow things rank and gross in nature |
Hamlet, act 1 scene 2 |
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You speak like a green girl |
Polonius, act 1 scene 3 |
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O what a noble mind is here o'erthrown |
Ophelia, act 3 scene 1 |
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From her fair and unpolluted flesh may violets spring |
Laertes, act 5 scene 1 |
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He is justly served, it is a poison tempered by himself |
Leartes, act 5 scene 2 |
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Is she to be buried in a Christian burial when she wilfully seeks her own salvation? |
Gravedigger, act 5 scene 1 |
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