Murder most foul, as in the best it it; But this most foul, strange, and unnatural.
Will you walk out of the air, my lord? HAMLET Into my grave.
What is a man, if his chief good and market of his time be but to sleep and feed? a beast, no more.
What's Hecuba to him, or he to Hecuba, That he should weep for her?
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