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And Lose The Name Of Action
With This Regard
Is Sicklied O'er
And Makes Us Rather Bear
The Insolence Of Office
To Be Or Not To Be
That Is The Question
And The Spurns
Whether 'Tis Nobler In The Mind
To Suffer The Slings And Arrows
Those Ills We Have
That Patient Merit
Of Outrageous Fortune
Or To Take Arms
Of Th' Unworthy Takes
Against A Sea Of Troubles
And By Opposing End Them
With The Pale Cast Of Thought
Than Fly To Others
When He Himself Might
To Die To Sleep-
No More
And By A Sleep To Say We End
His Quietus Make
The Heartache
And The Thousand Natural Shocks
That We Know Not Of
With A Bare Bodkin
That Flesh Is Heir To
Tis A Consummatio
n
Who Would Fardels Bear
Devoutly To Be Wished
To Die To Sleep-
To Sleep
Their Currents Turn Awry
And Enterprise Of
Thus Conscience Does
To Grunt And Sweat
Perchance To Dream
Ay There's The Rub
Under A Weary Life
For In That Sleep Of Death
What Dreams May Come
Make Cowards Of Us All
But That The Dread
When We Have Shuffled Off
This Mortal Coil
Of Something After Death
Must Give Us Pause
There's The Respect
Great Pitch And Moment
And Thus The Native Hue
The Undiscovere
d Country
That Makes Calamity
Of So Long Life
From Whose Bourn
For Who Would Bear
The Whips And Scorns Of Time
Of Resolution
No Traveller Returns
Th' Oppressor's
Wrong
The Proud Man's Contumely
Puzzles The Will
The Pangs Of Despised Love
The Law's Delay
