Hamlet. Act iii. Sc. 4.

This is the very coinage of your brain:

This bodiless creation ecstasy

Is very cunning in.

Hamlet. Act iii. Sc. 4.

Bring me to the test,

And I the matter will re-word; which madness

Would gambol from. Mother, for love of grace,

Lay not that flattering unction to your soul.

Hamlet. Act iii. Sc. 4.