(Gravedigger) “Is she to be buried in Christian burial that…
willfully seeks her own salvation?” (5.1)
(Hamlet) “Here’s fine revolution…
and we had the trick to see it” (5.1) (irony of death, philosophically reflecting on the nature of mortality)
(Gravedigger) “Returneth to dust; the dust is…
earth; of earth we make loam” (5.1)
(Gravedigger) “That is Laertes, a…
very noble youth” (5.1)
(Priest) “Her death was…
doubtful; but that great command o’ersways the order” (5.1)
(Priest) “Shards, flints and…
pebbles should be thrown on her” (5.1)
(Laertes) “From her fair and…
unpolluted flesh may violets spring!” (5.1)
(Laertes) “A ministering…
angel shall my sister be” (5.1)
(Gertrude) “I hoped thou shouldst have been…
my Hamlet’s wife…Sweet maid” (5.1)
(Laertes) “O, treble woe…
fall ten times treble on that cursed head” (5.1)
(Laertes and Hamlet) [Leaps…
into the grave] (5.1)
(Hamlet) “Though I am not splenitive and…
rash, yet have I something in me dangerous” (5.1)
(Hamlet) “I loved Ophelia…
forty thousand brothers could not, with all their quantity of love, make up my sum” (5.1)
(Gertrude) “This is mere…
madness” (5.1)
(Hamlet) “There’s a divinity that…
shapes our ends” (5.2)
(Hamlet) “They are not near my…
conscience; their defeat does by their own insinuation grow” (5.2)
(Hamlet) “Tis dangerous when…
the baser nature comes” (5.2)
(Hamlet) “He that hath kill’d my…
king and whored my mother” (5.2)
(Osric) “Good lord…
Sweet lord” (5.2)
(Horatio) “You will lose this…
wager, my lord” (5.2)
(Hamlet) “I do not think so: since he went to…
France, I have been in continual practise” (5.2)
(Hamlet) “Thou wouldst not think how…
ill all’s here about my heart: but it is no matter” (5.2)
(Hamlet) “If it be not now…
yet it will come: the readiness is all” (Death) (5.2)
(Hamlet) “Give me your pardon, sir…
I’ve done you wrong” (5.2)
