Polonius: He will come straight. Look you lay home to him.

Polioius: Pray you be round with him.
Gertrude: I'll warr'nt you. Fear me not. Withdraw; I hear him coming.

Gertrude: Hamlet, thou hast thy father  much offended.
Hamlet: Mother, you have my father much offended.

Gertrude: Come, come, you answer with an idle tongue.
Hamlet: Go, go, you question with a wicked tongue.

Hamlet: You go not till I set you up a glass,
Where you may see the inmost part of you.

Gertrude: What wilt thou do? Thou wilt not murder me? Help, help, ho!

Polonius: [behind the arras] What ho! Help, help, help!

Hamlet: How now, a rat? Dead for a ducat, dead.

Polonius: Oh, I am slain.

Hamlet: A bloody deed -- almost as bad, good-mother,
As kill a king and marry with his brother.

Hamlet: Look here upon this picture, and on this,
The counterfiet presentment of two brothers.

Hamlet: See what grace was seated on this brow --
Hyperion's curls, the front of Jove himself...
This was your husband. Look you now what follows.

Hamlet: Here is your husband, like a mildewed ear
Blasting his wholesome brother. Have you eyes?

Hamlet: Nay, but to live
In the rank sweat of an enseamed bed,
Stewed in corruption, honeying and making love
Over the nasty sty --

Hamlet: Save me and hover o'er me with your wings,
You heavenly guards! What would you, gracious figure.

Ghost: Do not forget. This visitation
Is but to whet thy almost blunted purpose.
Speak to her, Hamlet.

Hamlet: How is it with you, lady?

Hamlet: I must to England.
This man shall set me packing.
I'll lug the guts into the neighbour room.