Bartlett's Familiar Quotations

A Collection of Passages, Phrases, and Proverbs Traced to Their Sources in Ancient and Modern Literature


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Author: William Shakespeare
For this relief much thanks: ’t is bitter cold,
And I am sick at heart.
Hamlet. ACT I Scene 1.

Author: William Shakespeare
But in the gross and scope of my opinion,
This bodes some strange eruption to our state.
Hamlet. ACT I Scene 1.

Author: William Shakespeare
Whose sore task
Does not divide the Sunday from the week.
Hamlet. ACT I Scene 1.

Author: William Shakespeare
This sweaty haste
Doth make the night joint-labourer with the day.
Hamlet. ACT I Scene 1.

Author: William Shakespeare
In the most high and palmy state of Rome,
A little ere the mightiest Julius fell,
The graves stood tenantless, and the sheeted dead
Did squeak and gibber in the Roman streets.
Hamlet. ACT I Scene 1.

Author: William Shakespeare
And then it started like a guilty thing
Upon a fearful summons.
Hamlet. ACT I Scene 1.

Author: William Shakespeare
Whether in sea or fire, in earth or air,
The extravagant and erring spirit hies
To his confine.
Hamlet. ACT I Scene 1.

Author: William Shakespeare
It faded on the crowing of the cock.
Some say that ever ’gainst that season comes
Wherein our Saviour’s birth is celebrated,
The bird of dawning singeth all night long:
And then, they say, no spirit dares stir
Hamlet. ACT I Scene 1.

Author: William Shakespeare
So have I heard, and do in part believe it.
But, look, the morn, in russet mantle clad,
Walks o’er the dew of yon high eastward hill.
Hamlet. ACT I Scene 1.

Author: William Shakespeare
The memory be green.
Hamlet. ACT I Scene 2.

Author: William Shakespeare
With an auspicious and a dropping eye,
Hamlet. ACT I Scene 2.

Author: William Shakespeare
The head is not more native to the heart.
Hamlet. ACT I Scene 2.

Author: William Shakespeare
A little more than kin, and less than kind.
Hamlet. ACT I Scene 2.

Author: William Shakespeare
All that lives must die,
Passing through nature to eternity.
Hamlet. ACT I Scene 2.

Author: William Shakespeare
Seems, madam! nay, it is; I know not “seems.”
’T is not alone my inky cloak, good mother,
Nor customary suits of solemn black.
Hamlet. ACT I Scene 2.

Author: William Shakespeare
But I have that within which passeth show;
These but the trappings and the suits of woe.
Hamlet. ACT I Scene 2.

Author: William Shakespeare
’T is a fault to Heaven,
A fault against the dead, a fault to nature,
To reason most absurd.
Hamlet. ACT I Scene 2.

Author: William Shakespeare
O, that this too too solid flesh would melt,
Thaw and resolve itself into a dew!
Or that the Everlasting had not fix’d
His canon ’gainst self-slaughter! O God! God!
How weary, stale, flat, and unprofitable
Seem to me all the uses
Hamlet. ACT I Scene 2.

Author: William Shakespeare
That it should come to this!
Hamlet. ACT I Scene 2.

Author: William Shakespeare
Hyperion to a satyr; so loving to my mother,
That he might not beteem the winds of heaven
Visit her face too roughly.
Hamlet. ACT I Scene 2.

Author: William Shakespeare
Why, she would hang on him,
As if increase of appetite had grown
By what it fed on.
Hamlet. ACT I Scene 2.

Author: William Shakespeare
Frailty, thy name is woman!
Hamlet. ACT I Scene 2.

Author: William Shakespeare
A little month.
Hamlet. ACT I Scene 2.

Author: William Shakespeare
Like Niobe, all tears.
Hamlet. ACT I Scene 2.

Author: William Shakespeare
A beast, that wants discourse of reason.
Hamlet. ACT I Scene 2.

Author: William Shakespeare
My father’s brother, but no more like my father
Than I to Hercules.
Hamlet. ACT I Scene 2.

Author: William Shakespeare
It is not nor it cannot come to good.
Hamlet. ACT I Scene 2.

Author: William Shakespeare
Thrift, thrift, Horatio! the funeral baked meats
Did coldly furnish forth the marriage tables.
Would I had met my dearest foe in heaven
Or ever I had seen that day.
Hamlet. ACT I Scene 2.

Author: William Shakespeare
In my mind’s eye, Horatio.
Hamlet. ACT I Scene 2.

Author: William Shakespeare
He was a man, take him for all in all,
I shall not look upon his like again.
Hamlet. ACT I Scene 2.

Author: William Shakespeare
Season your admiration for a while.
Hamlet. ACT I Scene 2.

Author: William Shakespeare
In the dead vast and middle of the night.
Hamlet. ACT I Scene 2.

Author: William Shakespeare
Arm’d at point exactly, cap-a-pe.
Hamlet. ACT I Scene 2.

Author: William Shakespeare
A countenance more in sorrow than in anger.
Hamlet. ACT I Scene 2.

Author: William Shakespeare
While one with moderate haste might tell a hundred.
Hamlet. ACT I Scene 2.

Author: William Shakespeare
Ham. His beard was grizzled,—no?
Hor. It was, as I have seen it in his life,
A sable silver’d.
Hamlet. ACT I Scene 2.

Author: William Shakespeare
Let it be tenable in your silence still.
Hamlet. ACT I Scene 2.

Author: William Shakespeare
Give it an understanding, but no tongue.
Hamlet. ACT I Scene 2.

Author: William Shakespeare
Upon the platform, ’twixt eleven and twelve.
Hamlet. ACT I Scene 2.

Author: William Shakespeare
Foul deeds will rise,
Though all the earth o’erwhelm them, to men’s eyes.
Hamlet. ACT I Scene 2.

Author: William Shakespeare
A violet in the youth of primy nature,
Forward, not permanent, sweet, not lasting,
The perfume and suppliance of a minute.
Hamlet. ACT I Scene 3.

Author: William Shakespeare
The chariest maid is prodigal enough,
If she unmask her beauty to the moon:
Virtue itself ’scapes not calumnious strokes:
The canker galls the infants of the spring
Too oft before their buttons be disclosed,
And in the morn and liquid
Hamlet. ACT I Scene 3.

Author: William Shakespeare
Do not, as some ungracious pastors do,
Show me the steep and thorny way to heaven;
Whiles, like a puff’d and reckless libertine,
Himself the primrose path of dalliance treads,
And recks not his own rede.
Hamlet. ACT I Scene 3.

Author: William Shakespeare
Give thy thoughts no tongue.
Hamlet. ACT I Scene 3.

Author: William Shakespeare
Be thou familiar, but by no means vulgar.
Those friends thou hast, and their adoption tried,
Grapple them to thy soul with hoops
Hamlet. ACT I Scene 3.

Author: William Shakespeare
Beware
Of entrance to a quarrel; but being in,
Bear ’t that the opposed may beware of thee.
Give every man thy ear, but few thy voice;
Take each man’s censure, but reserve thy judgment.
Costly thy habit as thy purse can buy,
Bu
Hamlet. ACT I Scene 3.

Author: William Shakespeare
Neither a borrower nor a lender be;
For loan oft loses both itself and friend,
And borrowing dulls the edge of husbandry.
This above all: to thine own self be true,
And it must follow, as the night the day,
Thou canst not then be false to a
Hamlet. ACT I Scene 3.

Author: William Shakespeare
Springes to catch woodcocks.
Hamlet. ACT I Scene 3.

Author: William Shakespeare
When the blood burns, how prodigal the soul
Lends the tongue vows.
Hamlet. ACT I Scene 3.

Author: William Shakespeare
Be somewhat scanter of your maiden presence.
Hamlet. ACT I Scene 3.

Author: William Shakespeare
Ham. The air bites shrewdly; it is very cold.
Hor. It is a nipping and an eager air.
Hamlet. ACT I Scene 4.

Author: William Shakespeare
But to my mind, though I am native here
And to the manner born, it is a custom
More honoured in the breach than the observance.
Hamlet. ACT I Scene 4.

Author: William Shakespeare
Angels and ministers of grace, defend us!
Be thou a spirit of health or goblin damn’d,
Bring with thee airs from heaven or blasts from hell,
Be thy intents wicked or charitable,
Thou comest in such a questionable shape
That I will spea
Hamlet. ACT I Scene 4.

Author: William Shakespeare
I do not set my life at a pin’s fee.
Hamlet. ACT I Scene 4.

Author: William Shakespeare
My fate cries out,
And makes each petty artery in this body
As hardy as the Nemean lion’s nerve.
Hamlet. ACT I Scene 4.

Author: William Shakespeare
Unhand me, gentlemen.
By heaven, I ’ll make a ghost of him that lets me!
Hamlet. ACT I Scene 4.

Author: William Shakespeare
Something is rotten in the state of Denmark.
Hamlet. ACT I Scene 4.

Author: William Shakespeare
I am thy father’s spirit,
Doom’d for a certain term to walk the night,
And for the day confin’d to fast in fires,
Hamlet. ACT I Scene 5.

Author: William Shakespeare
And duller shouldst thou be than the fat weed
That roots itself
Hamlet. ACT I Scene 5.

Author: William Shakespeare
O my prophetic soul!
My uncle!
Hamlet. ACT I Scene 5.

Author: William Shakespeare
O Hamlet, what a falling-off was there!
Hamlet. ACT I Scene 5.

Author: William Shakespeare
But, soft! methinks I scent the morning air;
Brief let me be. Sleeping within my orchard,
My custom always of the afternoon.
Hamlet. ACT I Scene 5.

Author: William Shakespeare
Cut off even in the blossoms of my sin,
Unhousell’d, disappointed, unaneled,
No reckoning made, but sent to my account
With all my imperfections on my head.
Hamlet. ACT I Scene 5.

Author: William Shakespeare
Leave her to heaven
And to those thorns that in her bosom lodge,
To prick and sting her.
Hamlet. ACT I Scene 5.

Author: William Shakespeare
The glow-worm shows the matin to be near,
And ’gins to pale his uneffectual fire.
Hamlet. ACT I Scene 5.

Author: William Shakespeare
While memory holds a seat
In this distracted globe. Remember thee!
Yea, from the table of my memory
I ’ll wipe away all trivial fond records.
Hamlet. ACT I Scene 5.

Author: William Shakespeare
Within the book and volume of my brain.
Hamlet. ACT I Scene 5.

Author: William Shakespeare
O villain, villain, smiling, damned villain!
My tables,—meet it is I set it down,
That one may smile, and smile, and be a villain:
At least I ’m sure it may be so in Denmark.
Hamlet. ACT I Scene 5.

Author: William Shakespeare
Ham. There ’s ne’er a villain dwelling in all Denmark
But he ’s an arrant knave.
Hor. There needs no ghost, my lord, come from the grave
To tell us this.
Hamlet. ACT I Scene 5.

Author: William Shakespeare
Every man has business and desire,
Such as it is.
Hamlet. ACT I Scene 5.

Author: William Shakespeare
Art thou there, truepenny?
Come on—you hear this fellow in the cellarage.
Hamlet. ACT I Scene 5.

Author: William Shakespeare
O day and night, but this is wondrous strange!
Hamlet. ACT I Scene 5.

Author: William Shakespeare
There are more things in heaven and earth, Horatio,
Than are dreamt of in your philosophy.
Hamlet. ACT I Scene 5.

Author: William Shakespeare
Rest, rest, perturbed spirit!
Hamlet. ACT I Scene 5.

Author: William Shakespeare
The time is out of joint: O cursed spite,
That ever I was born to set it right!
Hamlet. ACT I Scene 5.

Author: William Shakespeare
The flash and outbreak of a fiery mind,
A savageness in unreclaimed blood.
Hamlet. ACT II Scene 1.

Author: William Shakespeare
This is the very ecstasy of love.
Hamlet. ACT II Scene 1.

Author: William Shakespeare
Brevity is the soul of wit.
Hamlet. ACT II Scene 2.

Author: William Shakespeare
More matter, with less art.
Hamlet. ACT II Scene 2.

Author: William Shakespeare
That he is mad, ’t is true: ’t is true ’t is pity;
And pity ’t is ’t is true.
Hamlet. ACT II Scene 2.

Author: William Shakespeare
Find out the cause of this effect,
Or rather say, the cause of this defect,
For this effect defective comes by cause.
Hamlet. ACT II Scene 2.

Author: William Shakespeare
Doubt thou the stars are fire;
  Doubt that the sun doth move;
Doubt truth to be a liar;
  But never doubt I love.
Hamlet. ACT II Scene 2.

Author: William Shakespeare
To be honest as this world goes, is to be one man picked out of ten thousand.
Hamlet. ACT II Scene 2.

Author: William Shakespeare
Still harping on my daughter.
Hamlet. ACT II Scene 2.

Author: William Shakespeare
Pol. What do you read, my lord?
Ham. Words, words, words.
Hamlet. ACT II Scene 2.

Author: William Shakespeare
They have a plentiful lack of wit.
Hamlet. ACT II Scene 2.

Author: William Shakespeare
Though this be madness, yet there is method in ’t.
Hamlet. ACT II Scene 2.

Author: William Shakespeare
On fortune’s cap we are not the very button.
Hamlet. ACT II Scene 2.

Author: William Shakespeare
There is nothing either good or bad, but thinking makes it so.
Hamlet. ACT II Scene 2.

Author: William Shakespeare
A dream itself is but a shadow.
Hamlet. ACT II Scene 2.

Author: William Shakespeare
Beggar that I am, I am even poor in thanks.
Hamlet. ACT II Scene 2.

Author: William Shakespeare
This goodly frame, the earth, seems to me a sterile promontory; this most excellent canopy, the air, look you, this brave o’erhanging firmament, this majestical roof fretted with golden fire, why, it appears no other thing to me than a foul and pesti
Hamlet. ACT II Scene 2.

Author: William Shakespeare
Man delights not me: no, nor woman neither.
Hamlet. ACT II Scene 2.

Author: William Shakespeare
There is something in this more than natural, if philosophy could find it out.
Hamlet. ACT II Scene 2.

Author: William Shakespeare
I know a hawk from a handsaw.
Hamlet. ACT II Scene 2.

Author: William Shakespeare
O Jephthah, judge of Israel, what a treasure hadst thou!
Hamlet. ACT II Scene 2.

Author: William Shakespeare
One fair daughter and no more,
The which he loved passing well.
Hamlet. ACT II Scene 2.

Author: William Shakespeare
Come, give us a taste of your quality.
Hamlet. ACT II Scene 2.

Author: William Shakespeare
The play, I remember, pleased not the million; ’t was caviare to the general.
Hamlet. ACT II Scene 2.



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