Polonius: Do You Know Me, My Lord?

How Now, Wit! Whither Wander You?

Rosencrantz My Lord, You Must Tell Us Where The Body Is, And Go With Us To The King. Hamlet The Body Is With The King, But The King Is Not With The Body. The King Is A Thing - Guildenstern A Thing My Lord? Hamlet Of Nothing. Bring Me To Him. Hide Fox, And All After!

Th Abuse Of Greatness Is When It Disjoins Remorse From Power.

The Dear Father Would With His Daughter Speak, Commands Her Service; Are They Inform'd Of This?

O, Wonder! How Many Goodly Creatures Are There Here! How Beauteous Mankind Is! O Brave New World, That Has Such People In't!