How sweet the moonlight sleeps upon this bank Here we will sit, and let the sounds of music Creep in our ears; soft stillness, and the night Become the touches of sweet harmony

Will you walk out of the air, my lord? HAMLET Into my grave.

I am bewitched with the rogue's company. If the rascal have not given me medicines to make me love him, I'll be hanged.

I never yet did hear, That the bruis'd heart was pierced through the ear

If your mind dislike anything obey it

O call not me to justify the wrong, That thy unkindness lays upon my heart, Wound me not with thine eye but with thy tongue, Use power with power, and slay me not by art.

Which means she to deceive, father or mother?