...thousand natural shocks That flesh is heir to, 'tis a consummation Devoutly to be wisht. To die, -to sleep; To sleep! perchance to dream: ay, there's the...of so long life; For who would bear the whips and scoins af time, The appressor's wing, the proud man's contumely, The pangs of despised love, the law's...

...dream: aye, 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...contumely, The pangs of despis'd love, the law's delay, Thus conscience does make cowards of us all; And thus the native hue of resolution Is sicklied o'er...

...wished. To die, to sleep— HORATIO (with HAMLET). To sleep— perchance to dream: (So/o, to HAMLET) ay, there's the rub, For in that sleep of death what...pause. There's the respect That makes calamity of so long life: (To audience.) For who would bear the whips and scorns of time, Th' oppressor's wrong, The...

...thousand natural shocks That flesh is heir to. Tis a consummation Devoutly to be wished. To die, to sleep To sleep - perchance to dream: ay, there's the...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...

...thousand natural shocks That flesh is heir to - 'tis a consummation Devoutly to be wished. To die, to sleep. To sleep, perchance to dream. Ay, there's the...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 disprized love, the...

...flesh is heir to. "Tis a consummation Devoutly to be wished. To die, to sleep— To sleep—perchance to dream; ay, there's the rub, For in that sleep of...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...

...thousand natural shocks That flesh is heir to; 'tis a consummation Devoutly to be wished. To die, to sleep — To sleep, perchance to dream. Ay there's...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 disprized love, the...

...remains a leap in the dark. Shakespeare's words, in Hamlet's famous soliloquy, still apply: To die, to sleep; To sleep: perchance to dream: ay, there's the...of so long life; For who would bear the whips and scorns of time, The oppressor's wrong, the proud man's contumely, The pangs of despised love, the law's...

...more; and by a sleep to say we end The heartache and the thousand natural shocks That flesh is heir to, 'tis a consummation Devoutly to be wish'd. To...pause. There's the respect That makes calamity of so long life. . . . Thus conscience makes cowards of us all. — (3.l.55ff) A piece of fiction many notches...

...thousand natural shocks That flesh is heir to — 'tis a consummation Devoutly to be wished. To die, to sleep — To sleep, perchance to dream. Ay, there's...pause. There's the respect That makes calamity of so long life, honored dead we take increased devotion to that cause for which they gave the last full...