“Something is rotten in the state of Denmark.”

“One may smile, and smile, and be a villain; at least I'm sure it may be so in Denmark.”

“That one may smile, and smile, and be a villain: At least I am sure, it may be so in Denmark:”

“There's small choice in rotten apples.”

“Why didst thou promise such a beauteous dayAnd make me travel forth without my cloak,To let base clouds o'ertake me in my way,Hiding they brav'ry in their rotten smoke?”

“The devil can cite Scripture for his purpose.An evil soul producing holy witnessIs like a villain with a smiling cheek,A goodly apple rotten at the heart.O, what a goodly outside falsehood hath!”

“You common cry of curs! whose breath I hateAs reek o' the rotten fens, whose loves I prizeAs the dead carcasses of unburied menThat do corrupt my air, I banish you;And here remain with your uncertainty!”