if this had not been a gentlewoman,
she should have been buried out of Christian burial (gravedigger)
upon what ground?
why, here in Denmark (hamlet and gravedigger)
alas
poor Yorick! i knew him (hamlet)
there’s a divinity
that shapes our ends (hamlet)
you will lose,
my lord (horatio)
i am justly killed
with mine own treachery (laertes)
the rest
is silence (hamlet)
now cracks a noble heart.
good night sweet prince (horatio)
bear hamlet
like a soldier to the stage (fortinbras)