More from Hamlet
- An old man is twice a child.
- Frailty, thy name is woman!
- I hold ambition of so light a quality that it is but a shadow’s shadow.
- O, from this time forth My thoughts be bloody or be nothing worth!
- Prologue: For us, and for our tragedy, Here stooping to your clemency, We beg your hearing patiently.
- The Play's The Thing
Last reviewed 2026-07-06