Classic Poem

And therefore as a stranger give it welcome.

There are more things in heaven and earth, Horatio,
Than are dreamt of in your philosophy. I, v
But come;
Here, as before, never, so help you mercy,
How strange or odd soe'er I bear myself--
As I perchance hereafter shall think meet
To put an antic disposition on--
That you, at such times seeing me, never shall,
With arms encumbered thus, or this headshake,
Or by pronouncing of some doubtful phrase
As "Well, we know," or "We could, an if we would,"
Or "If we list to speak," or "There be, an if they might,"
Or such ambiguous giving out, to note
That you know aught of me--this do swear,
So grace and mercy at your most need help you.