1. a psychological portrait by Rafael
HAMLET
a psychological portrait by
Rafael

2. A Little more than kin and less than kind.

3. ”Seems,”madam? Nay, it is. I know not “Seems.”
These but the trappings and suits of woe.

4. Fie on ‘t, ah fie. ‘Tis an unweeded garden That grows to seed
Fie on ‘t, ah fie! ‘Tis an unweeded garden That grows to seed. Things rank and gross in nature

5. My father’s spirit- in arms! All is not well.

6. So, uncle, there you are.
Now to my word.

7. Have you a daughter?

8. One fair daughter, and no more, The which he loved passing well.

9. My excellent good friends!
Guildenstern? Ah, Rosencrantz!

10. your secrecy to the King and Queen molt no feather.

11. The play’s the thing Wherein I’ll catch the conscience of the King.

12. ‘tis nobler in the mind to suffer
Or take arms against a sea troubles

13. End Them

14. To Die

15. To Sleep

16. in that sleep of death what dreams may come
Must give us pause

17. Get thee to a nunnery

18. We are arrant knaves all

19. Speak the speech, I pray you

20. Now could I drink hot Blood And do such bitter business as the day Would quake to look on

21. When he is fit and seasoned for his passage?
now I’ll do’t
When he is fit and seasoned for his passage?

22. no

23. Mother, you have my father much offended.

24. Come, come, and sit you down
see the inmost part of you

25. How now, a rat?

27. Thou wretched, rash intruding fool, farewell.
I took thee for thy better.

28. Good sir, whose powers are these?

29. This is th’ impostume of much wealth and peace

30. That inward breaks and shows no cause without Why

31. THE MAN DIES

32. Whose grave’s this, sirrah?

33. Alas, poor Yorick!

34. Now get you to my lady’s chamber
Make her laugh

35. What, the fair Ophelia?

36. I loved Ophelia.

37. I loved Ophelia. Forty thousand brothers
Could not with all their quantity of love
Make up my sum. What wilt thou do for her?
I loved Ophelia. Forty thousand brothers Could not with all their quantity of love Make up my sum. What wilt thou do for her?

39. Not a whit.
We defy augury

40. If it be now, ‘tis not to come; if it be not to come, it will be now; if it be not now, yet it will come. The readiness is all.

41. His madness is poor Hamlet’s enemy.

42. Come on, sir.

43. 5

44. 2

45. 4

46. 3

47. One

48. 4

49. 2

50. 1

51. 5

52. 2

53. Come, for the third

54. 5

55. 3

56. 1

57. How does the Queen?

58. O Villainy! Treachery! Seek it out

59. The point envenomed too!
Then, venom, to thy work.

60. Here, thou incestuous, murd’rous, damned Dane,

61. Drink off this potion.
Follow my mother.

62. I am dead, Horatio. Wretched queen, adieu