Hamlet Review
“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 dispriz'd 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 undiscovere'd country, from whose bourn
No traveller returns, puzzles the will,
And makes us rather bear those ills we have
Than fly to others that we know not of?
Thus conscience does make cowards of us all,
And thus the native hue of resolution
Is sicklied o'er with the pale cast of thought,
And enterprises of great pitch and moment
With this regard their currents turn awry
And lose the name of action” (III.1.57-89).
Hamlet
“Get thee to a nunnery, go. Farewell”
(III.1.138-139).
Hamlet
“O, what a noble mind is here o'erthrown! The courtier's, scholar's, eye, tongue, sword, the expectancy and rose of the fair state, the glass of fashion and the mould of form” (III.1.150-154).
Ophelia
“It shall do well. But yet do I believe the origin and commencement of his grief sprung from neglected love” (III.1.176-178).
Polonius
“To England send him; or confine him where your wisdom best shall think” (III.1.197-198).
Polonius
“Madness in great ones must not go unwatch'd go” (III.1.189).
Claudius
“Speak the speech, I pray you, as I pronounced it to you, trippingly on the tongue. But if you mouth it, as many of our players do, I had as lief the town-crier spoke my lines” (III.2.1-4).
Hamlet
“The lady doth protest too much, methinks” (III.2.218).
Gertrude
“The Mousetrap. Marry, how? Tropically. This play is the image of a murder done in Vienna. Gonzago is the Duke's name; his wife, Baptista. You shall see anon. 'Tis a knavish piece of work; but what o' that? Your majesty, and we that have free souls, it touches us not" (III.2.222-227).
Hamlet
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