Hamlet，ActII,scene2

Ihaveoflate,butwhereforeIknownot,lostallmymirth.Andindeeditgoessoheavilywithmydispositionthatthisgoodlyframetheearthseemstomeasterilepromontory.Itsamostexcellentcanopy,theair.Lookyou,thisbrave,oerhangingfirmament.Thismajesticalrooffrettedwithgoldenfire.Why,itappearethnothingtomebutafoulandpestilentcongregationofvapors.Whatapieceofworkisaman,hownobleinreason,howinfiniteinfaculties,howlikeanangelinapprehension.HOWlikeaGOD!Thebeautyoftheworld;Paragonofanimals.Yettome,whatisthisquintessenceofdust?Mandelightsnotme.No,norwomenneither……Norwomenneither.