Thou Mak'st Me Merry: I Am Full

Two Loves I Have, Of Comfort And Despair, Which Like Two Spirits Do Suggest Me Still: The Better Angel Is A Man Right Fair, The Worser Spirit A Woman Coloured Ill.

Hamlet [...] We Fat All Creatures Else To Fat Us, And We Fat Ourselves For Maggots. Your Fat King And Your Lean Beggar Is But Variable Service, Two Dishes, But To One Table; That's The End. Claudius Alas, Alas. Hamlet A Man May Fish With The Worm That Hath Eat Of A King, And Eat Of The Fish That Hath Fed Of That Worm. Claudius What Dost Thou Mean By This? Hamlet Nothing But To Show You How A King May Go A Progress Through The Guts Of A Beggar.

Most Dear Actors, Eat No Onions Nor Garlic, For We Are To Utter Sweet Breath.

In The Modesty Of Fearful Duty, I Read As Much As From The Rattling Tongue Of Saucy And Audacious Eloquence.

The Poorest Service Is Repaid With Thanks.