I Wonder That You Will Still Be

O, Reason Not The Need!

Where Is Polonius? Hamlet In Heaven. Send Hither To See. If Your Messenger Find Him Not There, Seek Him I' Th' Other Place Yourself. But If Indeed You Find Him Not Within This Month, You Shall Nose Him As You Go Up The Stairs Into The Lobby.

The Southern Wind Doth Play The Trumpet To His Purposes; And, By His Hollow Whistling In The Leaves, Foretells A Tempest And A Blustering Day.

A Good Sherris-sack Hath A Twofold Operation In It. It Ascends Me Into The Brain,... Makes It Apprehensive, Quick, Forgetive, Full Of Nimble, Fiery, And Delectable Shapes.

Tomorrow, And Tomorrow, And Tomorrow,creeps In This Petty Pace From Day To Day