Boils and plagues
Plast...

Boils and plagues
Plaster you o'er, that you may be abhorr'd
Further than seen, . . .

And now how abhorred in my ima...

And now how abhorred in my imagination it is!

The gods are deaf to hot and p...

The gods are deaf to hot and peevish vows.
They are polluted off'rings, more abhorred!
Than spotted livers in the sacrifice.

[F]ew things loves better

[F]ew things loves better
Than to abhor himself-- . . .

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I do not like 'but yet, it doe...

I do not like 'but yet, it does allay
The good precedence: fie upon 'but yet,'
'But yet' is as a jailer to bring forth
Some monstrous malefactor.

To be, or not to be--that is t...

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. To die, to sleep--
No more--and by a sleep to say we end
The heartache, and the thousand natural shocks
That flesh is heir to.

But now I am cabined, cribbed,...

But now I am cabined, cribbed, confined, bound in
To saucy doubts and fears.

Make me to see't; or at the le...

Make me to see't; or at the least so prove it
That the probation bear no hinge nor loop
To hang a doubt on--or woe upon thy life!

To be once in doubt
Is ...

To be once in doubt
Is once to be resolved.

The general's disdained
...

The general's disdained
By him one step below, he by the next,
The next by him beneath; so every step,
Exampled by the first pace that is sick
Of his superior, grows to an envious fever
Of pale and bloodless emulation:
And 'tis this fever that keeps Troy on foot,
Not her own sinews.

Such men as he be never at hea...

Such men as he be never at heart's ease
Whiles they behold a greater than themselves,
And therefore are they very dangerous.

My mind gave me,
In see...

My mind gave me,
In seeking tales and informations
Against this man, whose honesty the devil
And his disciples only envy at,
Ye blew the fire that burns ye: now have at ye!

We make ourselves fools to dis...

We make ourselves fools to disport ourselves
And spend our flatteries to drink those men
Upon whose age we void it up again
With poisonous spite and envy.

Not on thy sole, but on thy so...

Not on thy sole, but on thy soul, harsh Jew,
Thou mak'st thy knife keen; but no metal can--
No, not the hangman's axe--bear half the keenness
Of thy sharp envy.

Arise, fair sun, and kill the ...

Arise, fair sun, and kill the envious moon,
Who is already sick and pale with grief
That thou her maid art far more fair than she.
Be not her maid, since she is envious.
Her vestal livery is but sick and green,
And none but fools do wear it. Cast it off.

In time we hate that which we ...

In time we hate that which we often fear.

Yet 'tis greater skill
...

Yet 'tis greater skill
In a true hate to pray they have their will;
The very devils cannot plague them better.

So full of artless jealousy is...

So full of artless jealousy is guilt
It spills itself in fearing to be spilt.

I do beseech you--
Thou...

I do beseech you--
Though I perchance am vicious in my guess
(As I confess it is my nature's plague
To spy into abuses, and oft my jealousy
Shapes faults that are not), that your wisdom yet
From one that so imperfectly conjects
Would take no notice, nor build yourself a trouble
Out of his scattering and unsure observance.

O, beware, my lord, of jealous...

O, beware, my lord, of jealousy!
It is the green-eyed monster, which doth mock
The meat it feeds on. That cuckold lives in bliss
Who, certain of his fate, loves not his wronger;
But O, what damned minutes tells he o'er
Who dotes, yet doubts--suspects, yet strongly loves!