O tiger's heart wrapped in a woman's hide!

How hard it is to hide the sparks of nature!

O' What may man within him hide, though angel on the outward side!

Break, heart, I prithee, break!

ROSENCRANTZ My lord, you must tell us where the body is, and go with us to the king.
HAMLET The body is with the king, but the king is not with the body. The king is a thing -
GUILDENSTERN A thing my lord?
HAMLET Of nothing. Bring me to him. Hide fox, and all after!

I have said too much unto a heart of stone.