William Shakespeare III
Be thou as chaste as ice, as pure as snow, thou shalt not escape calumny. Get thee to a nunnery, go.
I have heard of your paintings too, well enough; God has given you one face, and you make yourselves another.
O, woe is me,
To have seen what I have seen, see what I see!
Hamlet: Do you see yonder cloud that’s almost in shape of a camel?
Polonius: By the 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.
The lady doth protest too much, methinks.