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BERNARDO: Who’s there?

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  1. BERNARDO: Who’s there? (I. i. 1)

  2. HAMLET: . . . ‘Tis not my inky cloak, good mother, / Nor customary suits of solemn black / . . . Together with all forms, moods, shapes of grief, / That can denote me truly . . . For they are actions that a man might play. . . . I. ii. 77-84.

  3. HAMLET: . . . How weary, stale, flat, and unprofitable / Seem to me all the uses of this world! / Fie on’t, ah, fie, ‘tis an unweeded garden / That grows to seed. Things rank and gross in nature / Possess it merely. . . . I. ii. 133-37.

  4. HAMLET: . . . Frailty, thy name is woman. I. ii. 146.

  5. POLONIUS: . . . This above all: to thine own self be true, / And it must follow, as the night the day, / Thou canst not then be false to any man. I. iii. 78-80.

  6. HAMLET: . . . that these men, / Carrying, I say, the stamp of one defect, / Being nature’s livery or fortune’s star, / His virtues else, be they as pure as grace, / . . . Shall in the general censure take corruption / From that particular fault. I. iv. 30-36.

  7. MARCELLUS: Something is rotten in the state of Denmark. I. iv. 90.

  8. HAMLET: Haste me to know’t, that I, with wings as swift / As meditation or the thoughts of love, / May sweep to my revenge. I. v. 29-31.

  9. GHOST: . . . Let not the royal bed of Denmark be / A couch for luxury and damned incest. / But howsomever thou pursue this act, / Taint not thy mind, nor let thy soul contrive / Against thy mother aught. Leave her to heaven . . . . I. v. 82-86.

  10. GHOST: . . . Let not the royal bed of Denmark be / A couch for luxury and damned incest. / But howsomever thou pursue this act, / Taint not thy mind, nor let thy soul contrive / Against thy mother aught. Leave her to heaven . . . . I. v. 82-86.

  11. HAMLET: . . . There are more things in heaven and earth, Horatio, / Than are dreamt of in your philosophy. I. v. 66-67.