Hamlet .Denmark's a prision.

Rosencr. .Then is the world one.

Hamlet .A goodly one, in which there are many confines, wards and dungeons; Denmark .being one o'the worst.

Rosencr. .We think not so, my lord.

Hamlet .Why, then 'tis none to you; for there is nothing either good or bad, but thinking .makes it so. To me it is a prison.

Rosencr. .Why, then your ambition makes it one: tis too narrow for your mind.

Hamlet . O God! I could be bounded in a nut-shell, and count myself a king of infinite .space; were it not that I have bad dreams...

.A dream itself is but a shadow.