Horatio: I have heard, the cock that is the herald to the morn, Doth with his lofty and shrill-sounding throat Awake the god of day.
Hamlet, Prince of Denmark: Oh, that this too, too solid flesh would melt.
Hamlet, Prince of Denmark: Do you see yonder cloud that looks like a camel? Polonius, Lord Chamberlain: By the mass, 'tis like a camel indeed. Hamlet, Prince of Denmark: Methinks it looks like a weasel.
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