Hamlet Act III, Scene i

 

Hamlet      Act III, Scene i       Hamlet

(This text is featured in our interview with Gareth Saxe)

  1. To be, or not to be, that is the Question:
  2. Whether tis Nobler in the minde to suffer
  3. The Slings and Arrowes of outragious Fortune,
  4. Or to take Armes against a Sea of troubles,
  5. And by Opposing end them: to dye, to sleepe
  6. No more; and by a sleepe, to say we end
  7. The Heartake, and the thousand Naturall shockes
  8. That Flesh is heyre too? ‘Tis a consummation
  9. Devoutly to be wish’d. To dye to sleepe,
  10. To sleepe, perchance to Dreame; I, there’s the rub,
  11. For in that sleepe of death, what dreames may come,
  12. When we have shuffel’d off this mortall coile,
  13. Must give us pawse. There’s the respect
  14. That makes Calamity of so long life;
  15. For who would beare the Whips and Scornes of time,
  16. The Opressors, wrong, the poore mans Contumely
  17. The pangs of dispriz’d Love, the Lawes delay,
  18. The insolence of Office, and the Spurnes
  19. That patient merit of the unworthy takes
  20. When he himselfe might his Quietus make
  21. With a bare Bodkin? Who would these Fardles beare
  22. To grunt and sweat under a weary life,
  23. But that the dread of something after death,
  24. The undiscovered Countrey, from whose Borne
  25. No Traveller returns, Puzels the will,
  26. And makes us rather beare those iles we have,
  27. Then flye to others that we know not of.
  28. Thus Conscience does make Cowards of us all,
  29. And thus the Native hew of Resolution
  30. Is sicklied o’re, with the pale cast of Thought,
  31. And enterprizes of great pith and moment
  32. With this regard their Currants turne away
  33. And loose the name of Action. Soft you now,
  34. The faire Ophelia? Nimph, in thy Orizons
  35. Be all my sinnes remembred.

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