WHO SAID IT?

'Let us impart what we have seen tonight Unto young Hamlet; for, upon my life, This spirit, dumb to us, will speak to him.

Your leave and favor to return to France, From whence though willingly I came to Denmark

Good Hamlet, cast thy nighted color off, And let thine eye look like a friend on Denmark.

But you must know your father lost a father, that fater lost, lost his, and the survivor bound In filial obligation for some term To do obsequious sorrow.

'Tis unmaly gref. It shows a will most incorrect to heaven

O, that this too, too sullied flesh would melt,Thaw, and resolve itself into a dew

And yet, within a month (Let me not think on't; frailty, thy name is woman!)

All is not well. I doubt some foul play. Would the night were come!

But you must fear; His greatness weighed, his will is not his own, (For he himself is subject to his birth.)

Neither a borrower nor a lender (be,) For (loan) oft loses both itself and friend

Affection, puh! You speak like a green girl