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Hamlet Soliloquy To be or not to be, that is the question; Whether 'tis nobler in the mind to  suffer The slings and  arrows of outrageous fortune , Or to take arms against a  sea of troubles , And by opposing, end them. To  die , to sleep; No more; and by a sleep to say we end The  heart-ache  and the  thousand natural shocks That  flesh  is heir to — 'tis a consummation Devoutly to be wish'd. To die, to sleep; To sleep, perchance to dream. Ay, there's the rub, For in that  sleep of death  what dreams may come, When we have shuffled off this  mortal coil , Must give us pause. There's the respect That makes  calamity  of so long life, For who would bear the  whips  and  scorns of time , Th' oppressor's wrong , the proud man's contumely, The  pangs of despised love , the law's delay, The  insolence of office , and the  spurns That patient merit of th'unworthy takes, When he himself might his quietus make With a bare bodkin? who would fardels bear, To grunt and sweat under a weary life, But that the dread of something after death, The undiscovered country from whose bourn
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