Polonius: What Do You Read, My Lord?

A Happy Ending Cannot Come In The Middle Of The Story

Yea From The Table Of My Memory I'll Wipe Away All Trivial Fond Records.

There Is Throats To Be Cut, And Works To Be Done.

The Lowest Ebb Is The Turn Of The Tide. Henry Wadsworth Longfellow We Are Such Stuff As Dreams Are Made Of.

To Saucy Doubts And Fears.