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Click on the verses to see them in context. Shakespeare's plays are available from the Gutenberg Projet.

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For now, these hot days, is the mad blood stirring.

 A whoreson, mad fellow's it was: whose do you think it was? MANY MORE- To let his madness range. Therefore prepare you; A whoreson, mad fellow's it was: whose do you think it was? 
Hamlet in madness hath Polonius slain,

 
Make mad the guilty, and appal the free;
 This mad young man. But so much was our love And I the matter will re-word; which madness What is it else? a madness most discreet, Thou fond mad man, hear me speak a little,-- A document in madness,--thoughts and remembrance fitted. A document in madness,--thoughts and remembrance fitted. And draw you into madness? think of it: Hamlet in madness hath Polonius slain, 
O'er whom his very madness, like some ore

 Madness in great ones must not unwatch'd go. By heaven, thy madness shall be paid by weight, But mad in craft. 'Twere good you let him know; A whoreson, mad fellow's it was: whose do you think it was?