Hamlet’s View on Women

By Alex Young

Within a month,Ere yet the salt of most unrighteous tearsHad left the flushing in her gallèd eyes,She married. O most wicked speed, to postWith such dexterity to incestuous sheets!

(1.2.153-157).

O wicked wit and gifts, that have the powerSo to seduce!(1.5.44-45).

Frailty, thy name is woman(1.2.146).

No, not I. I never gave you aught(3.1.98).

Ay, truly, for the power of beauty will sooner transform honesty from what it is to a bawd than the force of honesty can translate beauty into his likeness. This was sometime a

paradox, but now the time gives it proof (3.1.113-115).

I loved you not (3.1.120).

Get thee to a nunnery (3.1.123).

If thou wilt needs marry, marry a fool, for wise men know well enough what monsters you make of them (3.1.140-143).

God has given you one face and you make yourselves another( 3.1.144-145)

I say, we will have no

more marriages(3.1.148-149).

The End.