What a piece of work is man! How noble
in reason! How infinite in faculty! in form
and moving how express and admirable!
In action how like an angel! In
apprehension how like a God! The beauty
of the world, the paragon of animals!
…………..
O, that this too too solid flesh would melt,
Thaw and resolve itself into a dew!
Or that the Everlasting had not fix’d
His canon ’gainst self-slaughter! O God! God!
How weary, stale, flat, and unprofitable
Seem to me all the uses
- Hamlet Act I, Sc. II
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