Good Amos! I prithee, forebear thy criticism and brush up your Shakespeare! Specifically, The Tragical History of Hamlet, Prince of Denmark, Act II, Scene II, where Polonius is telling Gerty of the reason (in his opinion) for Hamlet's madness:

Pol. Madam, I swear I use no art at all.        
That he is mad, 'tis true; 'tis true 'tis pity,        
And pity 'tis 'tis true. A foolish figure!              
But farewell it, for I will use no art.        
Mad let us grant him then; and now remains        
That we find out the cause of this effect,        
Or rather say, the cause of this defect,              
For this effect defective comes by cause.        
Thus it remains, and the remainder thus.        
Perpend.         
I have a daughter - have whilst she is mine -              
Who, in her duty and obedience, mark,        
Hath given me this. Now gather, and surmise. [Reads] the letter.        
"To the celestial and my soul's idol, the most beautified Ophelia,"        
That's an ill phrase, a vile phrase; "beautified" is a vile phrase. But you shall hear. Thus:              
"In her excellent white bosom, these."

I apologize for the inexactness of my quotation, but I felt that you of all people would recognize the words of The Bard of Avon.