Hamlet Monologue
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EnglishVoice Age
Young Adult (18-35)Accents
North American (General)Transcript
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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 asleep to say, we end the heartache and the 1000 natural shocks. That flesh is heir to tis a consummation devoutly to be wished to die to sleep, to sleep perchance to dream. I 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. The oppressor's wrong, the proud man's conly, the pangs of despised love. The law's delay, the insolence of office and the spurns that patient merit of the unworthy takes when he himself might his quietus make with a bare Bodkin who would fart bear to grunt and sweat under a weary life. But that the dread of something after death, the undiscovered country from whose born no traveler returns puzzles the will and makes us rather bear those ills we have than fly to others. We know not of. Thus, conscience does make cowards of us all. And thus the native hue of resolution is sickly to her with the pale cast of thought and enterprises of great pitch and moment with this regard, their currents turn ai and lose the name of action softy. Now the fair Ophelia nymph and thy or sins be all my sins remembered.