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Click on the verses to see them in context. Shakespeare's plays are available from the Gutenberg Projet.


His madness is poor Hamlet's enemy.

 What, quite unmann'd in folly? Who does it, then? His madness: if't be so, But that this folly douts it. Was not like madness. There's something in his soul And draw you into madness? think of it: Mad let us grant him then: and now remains O'er whom his very madness, like some ore 'Twill not he seen in him there; there the men are as mad as he. But that this folly douts it. And draw you into madness? think of it: That I essentially am not in madness, Into the madness wherein now he raves, This mad young man. But so much was our love His madness is poor Hamlet's enemy. This is mere madness: A whoreson, mad fellow's it was: whose do you think it was? To let his madness range. Therefore prepare you; What is it else? a madness most discreet,