Sit down awhile; And let us once again a**ail your ears, That are so fortified against our story What we have two nights seen. -Bernardo to Horatio ACT I scene i I would not hear your enemy say so, Nor shall you do mine ear that violence, To make it truster of your own report Against yourself: I know you are no truant. -Hamlet to Horatio ACT I scene ii Season your admiration for awhile With an attent ear, till I may deliver, Upon the witness of these gentlemen, This marvel to you. -Horatio to Hamlet ACT I scene ii Then if he says he loves you, It fits your wisdom so far to believe it As he in his particular act and place May give his saying deed; which is no further Than the main voice of Denmark goes withal. Then weigh what loss your honour may sustain, If with too credent ear you list his songs, Or lose your heart, or your chaste treasure open To his unmaster'd importunity. -Laertes to Ophelia ACT I scene iii Give every man thy ear, but few thy voice; -Polonius to Laertes ACT I scene iii GHOST Pity me not, but lend thy serious hearing To what I shall unfold. HAMLET Speak; I am bound to hear. GHOST So art thou to revenge, when thou shalt hear. -ACT I scene v I could a tale unfold whose lightest word Would harrow up thy soul, freeze thy young blood, Make thy two eyes, like stars, start from their spheres, Thy knotted and combined locks to part And each particular hair to stand on end, Like quills upon the fretful porpentine: But this eternal blazon must not be To ears of flesh and blood. -the Ghost to Hamlet ACT I scene v Now, Hamlet, hear: 'Tis given out that, sleeping in my orchard, A serpent stung me; so the whole ear of Denmark Is by a forged process of my d**h Rankly abused: -the Ghost to Hamlet ACT I scene v Upon my secure hour thy uncle stole, With juice of cursed hebenon in a vial, And in the porches of my ears did pour The leperous distilment; -the Ghost to Hamlet ACT I scene v Hark you, Guildenstern; and you too: at each ear a hearer: that great baby you see there is not yet out of his swaddling-clouts. -Hamlet to R&G ACT II scene ii O, it offends me to the soul to hear a robustious periwig-pated fellow tear a pa**ion to tatters, to very rags, to split the ears of the groundlings, who for the most part are capable of nothing but inexplicable dumbshows and noise: I would have such a fellow whipped for o'erdoing Termagant; it out-herods Herod: pray you, avoid it. -Hamlet to the Players ACT II scene ii What's Hecuba to him, or he to Hecuba, That he should weep for her? What would he do, Had he the motive and the cue for pa**ion That I have? He would drown the stage with tears And cleave the general ear with horrid speech, Make mad the guilty and appal the free, Confound the ignorant, and amaze indeed The very faculties of eyes and ears. -Hamlet in soliloquy ACT II scene ii This was your husband. Look you now, what follows: Here is your husband; like a mildew'd ear, Blasting his wholesome brother. -Hamlet to Gertrude ACT III scene iv O, speak to me no more; These words, like daggers, enter in mine ears; No more, sweet Hamlet! -Gertrude to Hamle ACT III scene iv Her brother is in secret come from France; Feeds on his wonder, keeps himself in clouds, And wants not buzzers to infect his ear With pestilent speeches of his father's d**h; Wherein necessity, of matter beggar'd, Will nothing stick our person to arraign In ear and ear. -Claudius to Gertrude ACT IV scene v Let the king have the letters I have sent; and repair thou to me with as much speed as thou wouldst fly d**h. I have words to speak in thine ear will make thee dumb; yet are they much too light for the bore of the matter. -Hamlet's letter to Horatio delivered by pirates, ACT IV scene vi Now must your conscience my acquaintance seal, And you must put me in your heart for friend, Sith you have heard, and with a knowing ear, That he which hath your noble father slain Pursued my life. -Claudius to Laertes ACT IV scene vii The sight is dismal; And our affairs from England come too late: The ears are senseless that should give us hearing, To tell him his commandment is fulfill'd, That Rosencrantz and Guildenstern are dead: Where should we have our thanks? -First Amba**ador to Horatio ACT V scene ii