Homework for APees

(I will be e-mailing this to you via www.turnitin.com once they finish their site update; probably not until Friday or so.)

The written part of the semester test will be administered to you according to our discussion before Winter Break, and will be two essays: one, an FRQ based on something we read in class thus far, and one, an analysis of a poem. To prepare for this, I would like you to read this poem over and annotate it before you come to class on Monday, January 4. I will have copies available for annotation if you have no access to a printer, and this poem is also in your literary anthology, but I am reprinting it below under Common Use license since it is in the public domain.

T.S. Eliot is an impenetrable poet for many of you, but I think "Preludes" is just enchanting--and not in a good way, necessarily. Now that you have studied "Prufrock" and have some critical readings behind you, take a good look at this piece--perhaps for the second or third time, for some of you--and annotate. You may use TP-CASTT if you like, or merely highlight words/phrases that stand out to you.

The website where you can find the poem is http://www.bartleby.com/198/3.html.

But here is the text:

T.S. Eliot (1888–1965). Prufrock and Other Observations. 1917.

3. Preludes

I THE WINTER evening settles down With smell of steaks in passageways. Six o’clock. The burnt-out ends of smoky days. And now a gusty shower wraps 5 The grimy scraps Of withered leaves about your feet And newspapers from vacant lots; The showers beat On broken blinds and chimney-pots, 10 And at the corner of the street A lonely cab-horse steams and stamps. And then the lighting of the lamps. II The morning comes to consciousness Of faint stale smells of beer 15 From the sawdust-trampled street With all its muddy feet that press To early coffee-stands. With the other masquerades That time resumes, 20 One thinks of all the hands That are raising dingy shades In a thousand furnished rooms. III You tossed a blanket from the bed, You lay upon your back, and waited; 25 You dozed, and watched the night revealing The thousand sordid images Of which your soul was constituted; They flickered against the ceiling. And when all the world came back 30 And the light crept up between the shutters And you heard the sparrows in the gutters, You had such a vision of the street As the street hardly understands; Sitting along the bed’s edge, where 35 You curled the papers from your hair, Or clasped the yellow soles of feet In the palms of both soiled hands. IV His soul stretched tight across the skies That fade behind a city block, 40 Or trampled by insistent feet At four and five and six o’clock; And short square fingers stuffing pipes, And evening newspapers, and eyes Assured of certain certainties, 45 The conscience of a blackened street Impatient to assume the world. I am moved by fancies that are curled Around these images, and cling: The notion of some infinitely gentle 50 Infinitely suffering thing. Wipe your hand across your mouth, and laugh; The worlds revolve like ancient women Gathering fuel in vacant lots.

Happy New Year!

Happy New Year! The first decade of the 21st century is almost behind us. Please make good choices and celebrate safely and legally.

Are you making new resolutions? I read today (not sure where) that many sociologists consider January 21 to be the most depressing day of the entire year--the nexus of Christmas or other winter holiday credit card debts coming due, resolutions failing miserably three weeks into the year, and the uncomfortable knowledge that it's months until Spring Break send many people into an abyss of shame and despair.

But this need not be your fate! Look at all the amazing things we have to look forward to:

*Two consecutive three-day weekends in January (for you, not me)--Dr. King Day, followed by semester tests, followed by a teacher workday. You are out of school on the 18th AND the 22nd!

*The beginning of the third quarter, and new, rich opportunities for knowledge!

*Another three-day weekend in February!

*Groundhog Day!

*For my sophys: A chance to select your courses for next year!

*For my seniors: The inevitable knowledge that This Is The Last Semester of High School (for most of you--I am always surprised by the few who self-select failure as a preferable option to entering Le Real World, delusionally thinking that college is Too Hard. Tip: It isn't.)

*Another opportunity to come into the zany world of room 313 where you will learn some stuff, and I guarantee laugh at least once or twice.

So c'mon back, y'all. We got stuff to do. Peace out!

Celebrate Good Times, C'Mon!

(I love that song; Kool and the Gang rocks.)

Reminders: Hamlet focus paper due tomorrow; make-up work due by Friday (including extra credit for attending The Complete Works of Shakespeare Abridged); semester exam, part I, is Thursday for seniors. I will distribute the Semester Exam Review Sheet to the sophomores on Friday.

On Friday, we are having a last-day-before-Winter-Break celebration of sorts; I got each of you a tiny memento to commemorate the season, and baked goods are highly recommended.

Four days, guys!!! Say farewell to the "aughts" (weirdest name for a decade ever) and welcome to 2010!

T to the Witter

Quick post: The Twitter account I use for foreign travel updates has again changed names. If you are interested in reading about our Paris trip, or are following for the upcoming Ireland adventure, you have to access it at www.twitter.com/BHS_Ireland2010.

Love to all!!!

Tentative Lesson Plans for December, 2009

It occurred to me today during the Semester Exam Committee Meeting that it might be helpful for your planning purposes to publish the schedule I have in mind for the rest of the two weeks leading up to Winter Break. This may change, barring fire drills, Kwahanukahmas tree removals, and/or last-minute shifts, but this is pretty much what I have in mind for the rest of 2009, instructional-style.

First, announcements:

1. Ireland trip meeting is tomorrow night (12/8) at 7 p.m.

2. Poetry reading will be Friday after school (12/11) in my classroom. Come see what Mrs. Covert and I can do to some poetry--it's beyond awesome.

3. Project X-Mas still needs your help, desperately. Please help us.

4. If you need community service hours for Bright Futures (or, thanks to recent legislative decisions, Slightly Dimmer and More Expensive Future) see me ASAP and I will be glad to help.

Now, the potential schedule:

THIS WEEK December 7-11, 2009

Gifted English II

12/7 Edusoft Benchmark Testing

12/8 FCAT Writes! practice essay

12/9 Exit Satire unit; begin lecture

material for Shakespeare and set

dates for Author of the Day

12/10 Shakespeare

12/11 Shakespeare

AP Lit and Comp

12/7 Hamlet Review/BF info with Mrs. Gertel

12/8 Hamlet Unit Test

Assign FP #2 (due 12/15)

12/9 Prufrock/Eliot

12/10 Prufrock analysis

Dist. semester exam rev.

12/11 Prufrock analysis/Eliot critical essays

NEXT WEEK December 14-18, 2009

Gifted English II

12/14 A of Day

Julius Caesar intro

12/15 A of Day

Julius Caesar

12/16 A of Day

Julius Caesar

12/17 A of Day

Julius Caesar

12/18 A of Day

Semester Exam Review

AP Lit and Comp

12/14 Semester Exam Review

12/15 Semester Exam Review

FP #2 due by 3 p.m.

12/16 Eliot Timed Writing

12/17 SEMESTER EXAM PART I

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12/18 Make-up exam

Hamlet related cultural activity (think "Circle of Life")

Tuesday, December 8, 2009

TONIGHT is the last chance to sign up for Ireland 2010. I know it's expensive, and I know that times are tight, but if you have a yen to travel, this is a great opportunity. See me or Amy Cotton or Corry Maguire for details, and the meeting is in my room at 7 p.m. Brief but scintillating.

Today's lessons, barring another unwelcome visit from the Fire Marshal (who ordered me to get rid of my Christmas tree, but We Have a Plan that largely involves James Parker running out the back door, cradling said tree and rushing it to my car, in the event of a return visit):

Gifted English II: Final FCAT-tery of the semester with an essay. The topics are predictable, but you are smart, so make it work, people. Make it work. Ten points if ya do. And tomorrow--the wrap-up of satire, and the beginning of my All-Time Favorite Lecture Like, Ever on how history and literature intertwine. You'll laugh, you'll cry; it's better than Cats. Truly.

APeeps: Hamlet Unit Test, followed by distribution of the second Hamlet focus paper. You knew it had to be coming, eh? This one is awesome, though, because it is DIRECTLY aligned to the FRQs of the AP Lit exam. And it's Hamlet-centric! What's not to like? Well, I can imagine, but at this stage of the game I am more invested in your getting college credit than in your short-term happiness. :-)

Hamlet Review: Test is Tomorrow!

If you know all of this stuff, you should be fine tomorrow on ye olde Hamlet test. (And you know how I feel about superfluous vowels, so that's really saying something. Don't even get me going on the illogical spelling of Seminole Towne Centre Shoppes. It's in SANFORD, not SANFOURDE.)

Know this! And you will rock the casbah!

Hamlet, Prince of Denmark
Characters to Know

Hamlet, Prince of Denmark
Hamlet the Elder (ghost), Fortinbras the Elder, Old Norway: The Trifecta of Old
Claudius
Gertrude

Polonius
Laertes
Ophelia
Players and Player King
Rosencrantz and Guildenstern
Horatio

Osric
Reynaldo

Gravedigger
Yorick

Themes to Know and Understand
Denmark as a garden
The play-within-the-play motif (know both titles--"The Murder of Gonzago" and "Mousetrap")
Rottenness
The role of the supernatural
The role of philosophy
The significance of three sons mourning three dead fathers
Graveyard imagery

Action v. intellect
Sexual imagery

Final Thoughts:

1. Remember how to spell "soliloquy" and what it means.

2. Review the insults Hamlet gives to Polonius.

3. Understand that this is NOT a typical Aristotilean tragedy, but is rather the first "modern" one in that sense of the word; Macbeth was a medieval play with Renaissance overtones, whereas Hamlet is Renaissance to the max. Hamlet, despite his myriad of character flaws, is an essentially good man fighting a corrupt universe.

4. Understand Horatio's complex role, perhaps even as significant as providing a narrative "voice" for us.

Cheer Pressure

To celebrate the Recession that is plaguing America, I am reposting my suggestion list from my now-defunct LiveJournal blog, with a couple of edits. So read on, if you feel the need. Pardon any irreverence in the tone; 'tis the season to be stressed out! Falalalalalalalalala.

This post is strictly meant to be helpful.

Did you know that the average American family will go into debt over holiday presents?

And that the average holiday expenditure per family of four is over one thousand dollars?

And that everyone seems to want something out of you on the holiday trainwreck--whether it be get-togethers, expanding tipping for the people who provide services throughout the year, or the incessantly tinntinnabulous bellringers outside of local constabulatories?

So, Hilley has solutions for you. Of course, I'd like to suggest gently that we just stop with all of the gift-giving, but that would be really hypocritical of me since I lurve giving presents to people. LOVE IT. I love all of it--selecting them, wrapping them lovingly a la Martha Stewart, and watching with glee as the recipient(s) opens my carefully-contemplated schwag. Love it.

What I don't love is the pre-holiday anxiety about how in the heck I plan to pay for all of this material joy.

So, short of standing on street corners with a sign stating Will Conjugate/Edit/Proselytize for Christmas Money, I have been casting about for financially sound holiday solutions for Loved Ones, and I want to share my new-found wisdom with you.

NEW SUGGESTIONS FOR 2009's CONTINUING ECONOMIC CRISIS:

1A. Just tell your friends and family that the recession is hitting you particularly hard, and you will be praying for them/thinking of them/writing poetry in honor of them in lieu of presents. How can anyone argue with that?

1B. Write up lovely cards stating that you donated to The Human Fund in their name to celebrate Festivus.

1C. Just promise to not discuss politics with them for the next twelve months in lieu of a tangible gift. Most of us would appreciate that, especially if your political views are Wrong and theirs are Correct. In their estimation, of course.

1D. Go to sleep on the 23rd and awaken on the 26th, holiday over. Then hit the 80% off sales, beg for forgiveness, and enjoy the savings.

Now on to the suggestion list from last year, reposted in lieu of a present to many, many of you, because I love you and because I apparently love handbags more than I love you. My apologies. And NONE of these places have given me anything to write about them, so please don't accuse me of being overly commercial.

1. Do not re-gift, unless you are ABSOLUTELY certain that the original gift-giver has moved to Saskatchewan and that the new recipient will not be posting pictures of the new bling on Facebook or whatever. In our newly savvy techno-age, there are a myriad of ways in which a regifter can be busted. I speak from vicarious experience, since my BFF has regifted virtually every gift I've ever given her. . .to me. In recent years I've gotten smart and only given her expendables, like face cream or a gift card. You'd be amazed at what that woman is willing to return, and in what condition, and without what receipts. She is so lucky I love her. (Note from 2009: For her birthday on 11/21, I gave her something I liked just in case it finds its way under my tree on the 25th.)

2. Homemade presents are always great, but be careful that you don't end up spending more money on the materials than you would have on some pre-made stuff of similar ilk. Five years ago, BFF and I went soap-crazy and made homemade soaps for all of our beloveds. While some of the soaps were well-received (and some were hilarious--like the one we filled with toenail clippings, and the one we filled with leftover Ramen Noodles) the average cost per bar of soap was over eight bucks. In other words, NOT COST-EFFICIENT.)

3. Hit the dollar spot at T____ (national discount chain with a bullseye logo). They have amazing stuff there, and, more importantly, they have really good-quality gift wrap and bows for A DOLLAR. Failing that, start saving unusual shopping bags, pieces of paper, and fabric for unique gift-wrap. Those card-stock, unrecycle-able community newsletters? Great giftwrap, guaranteed to raise eyebrows! And I'd also like to point out that P___ (local grocery store chain) has nice reusable grocery bags with festive prints--pop a gift in, close it, and you have two gifts in one!

4. For those of you who are girly: This website has Sephora-level quality cosmetics for a dollar apiece, and gift sets in the five/ten/fifteen dollar range: http://www.eyeslipsface.com. Their packaging is good and the shipping prices are decent.

5. For those of you are super-girly, try this website, where every piece of jewelry is "free" (actually, 6.99 for shipping, but when it arrives the stamp says 82 cents, but whatever): www.silverjewelryclub.com

6. For those of you with a slightly higher budget and a quirky sense of humor, try any of these websites: www.fredflare.com,www.blueq.com, and www.perpetualkid.com.

7. There is absolutely nothing wrong with finding something vintage and amazing at Goodwill Boutique--especially the one near Park Avenue in Winter Park. Dechoes is good, too, if you are looking for something in particular.

8. If you have a slightly higher discretionary income and want your money to go to good use, you can't beat the fair-trade handmade bags at Amani Ya Juu, which I'm getting for my mom, sister, and sister-in-law this season. All of the proceeds go to the women in the tribe. Special thanks to the Chitty family for their hands-on work with this organization. www.amaniafrica.org.

9. You cannot underestimate the power of a deed or an event. Offer to take a younger sibling out for an afternoon, or pack a picnic for your sig-o, or offer to help the disorganized adult in your life redo her filing system, or whatever. Write the offer in a nice card and revel in the money you're saving--and the real impact you might be creating.

10. Also, don't underestimate the power of your own talents. Burn a DVD of a film you've made, or a performance in which you participated, and include a detailed write-up; take your oddest/most innovative playlist and commemorate it on a CD; make a painting, or write a poem, or short story; if you have leftover art materials from previous craft projects, get creative and see what you can make. Grandparents will squee in glee; little kids will love it; your friends may tease you but secretly adore it.

Final note: You really do not have to get presents for teachers, although the greediest among us do love bling. Overweening giftage can be awkward, and the majority of us would really prefer a heartfelt note wishing us a nice holiday and saying how the class is going so far. Save your money; buy your girl/boyfriend something, go to the movies, go buy a book and READ IT. Then write me a note about how you used the money you almost blew on an apple paperweight or bookmark and how much you really love literature, and we're gravy. Of course, if you are a millionaire, I would like to mention how much I like Starbucks.

Happy Holidays, everyone!

Monday, December 7, 2009

My final sales meeting for the Ireland trip is TOMORROW NIGHT at 7 p.m. This is an all-ages trip, so sophys and seniors are both eligible. We have a few spots open, so if you are interested, come to the meeting OR see me ASAP for the paperwork. We will be in Ireland for Spring Break 2010, and it is my last trip with students for a long time--perhaps forever. Come join us; Corry Maguire, Amy Cotton, and Lizzy Girdley organized this trip and designed the itinerary!

Gifted English II: Edusoft Benchmark Testing, part I--Reading Comprehension. (Tomorrow is Writing.) 10 points for participating. Please bring a pencil.

APees: Hopefully, we will take care of your Bright Futures today; regardless, we need to finish reviewing for tomorrow's amazing test. Oh, and see the following:

HAMLET'S MADNESS!

WAS HE MAD?

The YES, HE WAS MAD side:

• Hamlet appears to act mad when he hears of his father’s murder. At the time he speaks "wild and whirling words." [Act I, Scene v, lines 127-134]
• Hamlet’s behaviour throughout the play, especially towards Ophelia is very erratic.
• He professes to be the only one who truly loves her, during the fight with Laertes in Ophelia's grave, but he tells her that he never loved her, when she returns his letters and gifts.
• His mood changes abruptly throughout the play.
• He jumps aboard a pirate ship without anyone to back him up.
• He jumps into Ophelia's grave, and fights with Laertes in her grave.
• He has Rosencrantz and Guildenstern killed, even though they were not part of his revenge-against-his-father's-murder plan.
• He alone sees his father's ghost in his mother's chamber. Every other time the ghost appeared someone else has seen it. During this scene he finally shows his madness, because his mother does not see the ghost. [Act III, scene iv, ~ line 105]
• He has violent outbursts towards his mother.
• Hamlet tells Laertes that he killed Polonius in a "fit of madness". [Act V, Scene ii, lines 236-250]
• He kills Polonius and will not tell anyone where the body is.

The NO, HE WAS SANE side:

• Hamlet tells Horatio that he is going to "feign madness," and that if Horatio notices any strange behavior from Hamlet, it is because he is putting on an act. [Act i, Scene v, lines 166-180]
• Hamlet's madness only manifests itself when he is in the presence of certain characters. When Hamlet is around Polonius, Claudius, Gertrude, Ophelia, Rosencrantz and Guildenstern, he behaves irrationally. When Hamlet is around Horatio, Bernardo, Francisco, The Players and the Gravediggers, he behaves rationally.
• Claudius confesses that Hamlet's "actions although strange, do not appear to stem from madness." [Act III, Scene i, lines 165-167]
• Polonius admits that Hamlet's actions and words have a "method" to them; there appears to be a reason behind them, they are logical in nature. [Act II, Scene ii, lines 206-207]
• Hamlet's madness in no way reflects Ophelia's true madness, his actions contrast them.
• Hamlet tells his mother that he is not mad, "but mad in craft." [Act III, Scene iv, lines 188-199]
• Hamlet believes in his sanity at all times. He never doubts his control over psyche.

Friday, December 4, 2009

Whew--the return of the sick instructor. What a day.

The substitute yesterday left an amazing note congratulating each of you for your accomplishments, and I thank you. What a great guy.

Gifted English II: Finish the Media Literacy sub-unit for Satire and Critical Thinking.

APees: Review for Hamlet Unit Test on Tuesday. Good times!!!

Epic Fail/Update

Dear Students,

Let's do the negative part first, then move on to Optimism Now!

If a substitute ever does something that you KNOW isn't part of the lesson plan, you have my permission to get up, walk next door to Mrs. Nicoll's room or across the hall to Mrs. Alami's room, and tattle. The substitute instructor I had yesterday violated about four rules when she decided to not follow my lesson plan, acquire a DVD player from the Media Center (!) and show Taming of the Shrew all day long--which is NOT part of my scope and sequence. When she wasn't discussing fashion magazines with you.

Now, I know beggars can't be choosers, and I certainly didn't plan to get an epic level of stomach flu that has made me wish fervently for a vacation from myself, but c'mon. I was fifteen kinds of furious today. Then, the sweet little sub who showed up today kept assuring me, "You will be SAT-is-FIIIIIIIED," so I hope that worked out, fire drills notwithstanding.

And please forgive the bitter tone and tenor of this post. I feel icky.

Now, on to GOOD THINGS FOR YOU!!!

1. Bright Futures will be handled Monday or Wednesday in the AP classes; you won't have to do much but show up and get the information. You will be able to handle your financial aid online and monitor your own account, so above all else do NOT lose this vital data. Hang on to your username and password in about six different places, as it is very difficult to get DOE to redo either.

2. Hamlet test is officially on Tuesday.

3. Progress reports go home tomorrow, but they are inaccurate and unnaturally skewing higher than actual averages in some cases. Which gives you two options: revel in the joy and avoid being grounded, or ask me for a printout of Where You Really Are.

4. Poetry reading is tomorrow after school in 313 with Covert/Hilley co-hosting. Everyone is welcome to attend.

Project X-Mas has taken a hit from my recent illness, and we need to redouble our efforts if we want to reward the custodial staff. I will meet with Mary Claire and Katie tomorrow to re-establish our efforts; we need to collect from every classroom, club, and organization on this campus to make this work. Any and all ideas are welcome.

Sophys: Edusoft Benchmark Testing is Monday/Tuesday; for those of you in academic trouble, this presents two golden opportunities for ten points extra in the gradebook. And then we are moving on to finish our Satire/Media Literacy/Snark Unit, preparatory to Shakespeare, which I swear will change your life.

Thanks and happy Thursday; TGIF tomorrow! Much love to all of the peeps.

Sick

In the event that you haven't noticed, I've been out sick for what will now be three days. I have not felt this rotten since the Swine Episode last spring, but it isn't pork-related this time. It's just flu. Blicky, icky, wicky flu.

Consequently: Hamlet test has been postponed until next week. Poetry reading is still tomorrow after school co-hosted by Covert and myself. Hamlet wrap-up and transition will begin tomorrow in class. Please be nice to the sub, even if she does read you beauty tips from fashion magazines. (Or so a student told me in a rambunctious text message.)

I will be at school Thursday morning for first period only due to lack of sub, giving the open-book Candide assessment to the sophys. Sophomores: You can return Candide to the Media Center on Friday; don't forget that we have Benchmark testing Monday and Tuesday. Exciting times at BHS!

I hope no one overdosed on pancakes during the Honors Breakfast. Love to all.

Reduce/Reuse/Recycle: Reprinted from 2008 Part III

Hamlet, Explained (another in a continuing series)

Famous Lines from the Play to Know and Cherish

Act I

• Claudius: ...But now, my cousin Hamlet, and my son -
  Hamlet: (aside) A little more than kin, and less than kind.
  Claudius: How is it that the clouds still hang on you?
  Hamlet: Not so my lord; I am too much i' the sun.
  • scene i

• O, that this too too solid flesh would melt,
  Thaw, and resolve itself into a dew.
  • scene ii

• How weary, stale, flat, and unprofitable
  Seem to me all the uses of this world.
  • Hamlet speaking in scene ii

• Frailty, thy name is woman!
  • Hamlet speaking of Gertrude in scene ii

• But break, my heart, for I must hold my tongue.
  • Still Hamlet scene ii

• Thrift, thrift, Horatio! The funeral bak'd meats
  Did coldly furnish forth the marriage tables.
  • Also still Hamlet, scene ii

• A countenance more in sorrow than in anger.
  • Horatio, scene ii

• For Hamlet, and the trifling of his favours,
  Hold it a fashion and a toy in blood;
  A violet in the youth of primy nature,
  Forward, not permanent, sweet, not lasting,
  The perfume and suppliance of a minute —
  No more.
  • Laertes, scene iii

• 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.
  • Ophelia, scene iii

• Be thou familiar, but by no means vulgar.
  • Polonius, scene iii

• Give every man thy ear, but few thy voice;
  Take each man's censure, but reserve thy judgment.
  • Polonius, scene iii

• Costly thy habit as thy purse can buy,
  But not express'd in fancy; rich, not gaudy;
  For the apparel oft proclaims the man.
  • Polonius, scene iii

• Neither a borrower nor a lender be:
  For loan oft loses both itself and friend.
  • Polonius, scene iii

• 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 any man.
  • Polonius, scene iii

• But to my mind, — though I am native here
  And to the manner born, — it is a custom
  More honour'd in the breach than the observance.
  • Hamlet, scene iv

• Why, what should be the fear?
  I do not set my life at a pin's fee,
  And for my soul, what can it do to that,
  Being a thing immortal as itself?
  • Hamlet, scene iv

• Something is rotten in the state of Denmark.
  • Marcellus, scene iv

• My hour is almost come
  When I to sulphrous and tormenting flames
  Must render up myself.
  • Ghost, scene v

• The serpent that did sting thy father's life
  Now wears his crown.
  • Ghost, scene v

• O horrible, O horrible, most horrible!
  • Ghost, scene v

• O most pernicious woman!
  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.
  • Hamlet, scene v

• There are more things in heaven and earth, Horatio,
  Than are dreamt of in your philosophy.
  • Hamlet, scene v

• How strange or odd soe'er I bear myself —
  As I perchance hereafter shall think meet
  To put an antic disposition on.
  • Hamlet, scene v

• The time is out of joint; O cursed spite,
  That ever I was born to set it right!
  • Hamlet, scene v

Act II

• Therefore, since brevity is the soul of wit,
  And tediousness the limbs and outward flourishes,
  I will be brief.
  • Polonius, scene ii.

• More matter with less art.
  • Gertrude, scene ii.

• That he is mad, 'tis true; 'tis true 'tis pity;
  And pity 'tis 'tis true: a foolish figure;
  But farewell it, for I will use no art.
  • Polonius, scene ii

• Doubt thou the stars are fire;
  Doubt that the sun doth move;
  Doubt truth to be a liar;
  But never doubt I love.
  • Hamlet, from a letter read by Polonius, scene ii

• Polonius: What do you read, my lord?
  Hamlet: Words, words, words.
  • scene ii

• Polonius: (Aside) Though this be madness, yet there is method in 't. - Will you walk out of the air, my lord?
  Hamlet: Into my grave.
  • scene ii

• Polonius: My honored lord, I will most humbly take my leave of you.
  Hamlet: You cannot, sir, take from me anything that I will more willingly part withal — except my life — except my life — except my life.
  • scene ii

• Hamlet: My excellent good friends! How dost thou Guildenstern? Ah, Rosencrantz! Good lads, how do you both?
  Rosencrantz: As indifferent as children of the earth.
  Guildenstern: Happy in that we are not overhappy; on Fortune's cap we are not the very button.
  Hamlet: Nor the soles of her shoe?
  Rosencrantz: Neither, my lord.
  Hamlet: Then you live about her waist, or in the middle of her favours?
  Guildenstern: Faith, her privates we.
  Hamlet: In the secret parts of Fortune? O, most true! She is a strumpet. What's the news?
  Rosencrantz: None, my lord, but that the world's grown honest.
  Hamlet: Then is doomsday near.
  • scene ii

• There is nothing either good or bad, but thinking makes it so.
  • Hamlet, scene ii

• I could be bounded in a nutshell, and count myself a king of infinite space, were it not that I have bad dreams.
  • Hamlet, scene ii

• Beggar that I am, I am even poor in thanks.
  • Hamlet, scene ii

• What a piece of work is a man! How noble in reason! how infinite in faculty! in form, in moving, how express and admirable! in action how like an angel! in apprehension how like a god! the beauty of the world! the paragon of animals! And yet, to me, what is this quintessence of dust? man delights not me; no, nor woman neither, though, by your smiling, you seem to say so.
  • Hamlet, scene ii

• O! what a rogue and peasant slave am I!
  • Hamlet, scene ii

• What's Hecuba to him, or he to Hecuba,
  That he should weep for her?
  • Hamlet, scene ii

• That I, the son of a dear father murdered,
  Prompted to my revenge by heaven and hell,
  Must like a whore unpack my heart with words,
  and fall a-cursing like a very drab
  • Hamlet, scene ii

• The play's the thing,
  Wherein I'll catch the conscience of the king.
  • Hamlet, scene ii

Act III

• We are oft to blame in this, —
  'Tis too much prov'd, — that with devotion's visage,
  And pious action, we do sugar o'er
  The devil himself.
  • Polonius, scene i

• To be, or not to be, — that is the question: —
  Whether 'tis nobler in the mind to suffer
  The slings and arrows of outrageous fortune,
  Or to take arms against a sea of troubles,
  And by opposing end them?
  • Hamlet, scene i

• Get thee to a nunnery: why wouldst thou be a breeder of sinners? I am myself indifferent honest; but yet I could accuse me of such things that it were better my mother had not borne me. I am very proud, revengeful, ambitious; with more offences at my beck than I have thoughts to put them in, imagination to give them shape, or time to act them in. What should such fellows as I do crawling between earth and heaven? We are arrant knaves all; believe none of us.
  • Hamlet, scene i

• Rich gifts wax poor when givers prove unkind.
  • Ophelia, scene i

• I say, we will have no more marriages: those that are married already, — all but one, — shall live; the rest shall keep as they are.
  • Hamlet, scene i

• O! what a noble mind is here o'erthrown!
  • Ophelia, scene i

• O, woe is me
  To have seen what I have seen, see what I see!
  • Ophelia, scene i

• Gertrude: Come hither, my dear Hamlet, sit by me.
  Hamlet: No, good mother, here's metal more attractive. (Hamlet takes a place near Ophelia.)

• Hamlet: Lady, shall I lie in your lap?
  Ophelia: No, my lord.
  Hamlet: I mean, my head upon your lap?
  Ophelia: Ay, my lord.
  Hamlet: Do you think I meant country matters?
  • scene ii

• So long? Nay, then, let the devil wear black, for I'll have a suit of sables. Oh heavens! die two months ago, and not forgotten yet? Then there's hope a great man's memory may outlive his life half a year.
  • Hamlet, scene ii

• The lady doth protest too much, methinks.
  • Gertrude, scene ii

• Why, look you now, how unworthy a thing you make of me. You would play upon me; you would seem to know my stops; you would pluck out the heart of my mystery; you would sound me from my lowest note to the top of my compass; and there is much music, excellent voice, in this little organ, yet cannot you make it speak. 'Sblood, do you think I am easier to be played on than a pipe? Call me what instrument you will, though you can fret me, you cannot play upon me.
  • Hamlet, scene ii

• Hamlet: Do you see yonder cloud that's almost in shape of a camel?
  Polonius: By th' Mass, and 'tis like a camel, indeed.
  Hamlet: Methinks it is like a weasel.
  Polonius: It is backed like a weasel.
  Hamlet: Or like a whale.
  Polonius: Very like a whale.
  • scene ii

• Tis now the very witching time of night,
  When churchyards yawn and hell itself breathes out
  Contagion to this world: now could I drink hot blood,
  And do such bitter business, as the day
  Would quake to look on.
  • Hamlet, scene ii

• Let me be cruel, not unnatural;
  I will speak daggers to her, but use none.
  • Hamlet, scene ii

• O! my offence is rank, it smells to heaven.
  • Claudius, scene iii

• What if this cursed hand
  Were thicker than itself with brother's blood, —
  Is there not rain enough in the sweet heavens
  To wash it white as snow?
  • Claudius, scene iii

• Now might I do it pat, now he is praying;
  And now I'll do 't: and so he goes to heaven;
  And so am I reveng'd.
  • Hamlet, scene iii

• My words fly up, my thoughts remain below;
  Words without thoughts never to heaven go.
  • Claudius, scene iii

• Hamlet: How now! a rat? Dead, for a ducat, dead!
  Polonius: Oh, I am slain!
  • scene iv

• Thou wretched, rash, intruding fool, farewell!
  I took thee for thy better.
  • Hamlet, scene iv

• Nay, but to live
  In the rank sweat of an enseamed bed,
  Stew'd in corruption, honeying and making love
  Over the nasty sty.
  • Hamlet, scene iv

• I must be cruel, only to be kind:
  Thus bad begins and worse remains behind.
  • Hamlet, scene iv

• Be thou assur'd, if words be made of breath,
  And breath of life, I have no life to breathe
  What thou hast said to me.
  • Gertrude, scene iv