To Be Or Not To Be: Spoken by Hamlet, Act 3 Scene 1 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; o more; and by a sleep to say we end The heart!a"he and the thousand natural sho"ks That flesh is heir to, tis a "onsummation #e$outly to be wishd% To die, to sleep; To sleep: per"han"e to dream: ay, theres the rub; &or in that sleep of death what dreams may "ome When we ha$e shuffled off this mortal "oil, 'ust gi$e us pause: theres the respe"t That makes "alamity of so long life; &or who would bear the whips and s"orns of time, The oppressors wrong, the proud mans "ontumely, The pangs of despised lo$e, the laws delay, The insolen"e of offi"e and the spurns That patient merit of the 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, (ut that the dread of something after death, The undis"o$erd "ountry from whose bourn o tra$eller returns, pu))les the will And makes us rather bear those ills we ha$e Than fly to others that we know not of? Thus "ons"ien"e does make "owards of us all; And thus the nati$e hue of resolution *s si"klied oer with the pale "ast of thought, And enterprises of great pith and moment With this regard their "urrents turn awry, And lose the name of a"tion%+,oft you nowThe fair Ophelia- ymph, in thy orisons (e all my sins rememberd%