At the close of the day when the hamlet is still,

And mortals the sweets of forgetfulness prove,

When naught but the torrent is heard on the hill,

And naught but the nightingale's song in the grove.

James Beattie (1735-1803): The Hermit.

Beware

Of entrance to a quarrel; but being in,

Bear 't that the opposed may beware of thee.

Give every man thy ear, but few thy voice;

Take each man's censure, but reserve thy judgment.

Costly thy habit as thy purse can buy,

But not express'd in fancy; rich, not gaudy;

For the apparel oft proclaims the man.

William Shakespeare (1564-1616): Hamlet. Act i. Sc. 3.

Now the king drinks to Hamlet.

William Shakespeare (1564-1616): Hamlet. Act v. Sc. 2.

Each in his narrow cell forever laid,

The rude forefathers of the hamlet sleep.

Thomas Gray (1716-1771): Elegy in a Country Churchyard. Stanza 4.