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Mourning: Quotations from Shakespearian Quotations

'Tis sweet and commendable in your nature, Hamlet, To give these mourning duties to your father: But, you must know, your father lost a father; That father lost his; and the survivor bound In filial obligation, for some term Tc do obsequious sorrow: But to persévere In obstinate condolement, is a course Of impious stubbornness: 'tis unmanly grief: It shows a will most incorrect to heaven: A heart unfortified, a mind impatient; An understanding simple and unschool'd: For what we know, must be, and is as common As any the most vulgar thing to sense, Why should we, in our peevish opposition, Take it to heart? Fie! 'tis a fault to heaven, A fault against the dead, a fault to nature, To reason most absurd; whose common theme Is death of fathers, and who still hath cried. From the first corse, till he that died to-day, "This must be so."— H. i. 2

Tis not alone my inky cloak, good mother Nor customary suits of solemn black, Nor windy suspiration of fore'd breath, No, nor the fruitful river in the eye, Nor the dejected 'haviour of the visage, Together with all forms, modes, shows of grief, That can denote me truly: These, indeed, seem. For they are actions that a man might play: But I have that within, which passeth show; These, but the trappings and the suit of woe.— H. i. 2