1 We fat all creatures else to fat us, and we fat ourselves for maggots.
2 Most necessary 'tis that we forget To pay ourselves what to ourselves is debt.'
3 What to ourselves in passion we propose, The passion ending, doth the purpose lose.
4 Finding ourselves too slow of sail, we put on a compelled valour, and in the grapple I boarded them.
5 We both obey, And here give up ourselves, in the full bent, To lay our service freely at your feet To be commanded.
6 But 'tis not so above; There is no shuffling, there the action lies In his true nature, and we ourselves compell'd Even to the teeth and forehead of our faults, To give in evidence.'
7 Her father and myself, lawful espials, Will so bestow ourselves that, seeing unseen, We may of their encounter frankly judge, And gather by him, as he is behav'd, If't be th'affliction of his love or no That thus he suffers for.
8 Though yet of Hamlet our dear brother's death The memory be green, and that it us befitted To bear our hearts in grief, and our whole kingdom To be contracted in one brow of woe; Yet so far hath discretion fought with nature That we with wisest sorrow think on him, Together with remembrance of ourselves.