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+title: To be
+subtitle: ... or not to be?
+date: 2015-02-13
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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 a sleep to say we end
+The heartache, and 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 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 despised 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 undiscovered 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 enterprise of great pitch and moment
+With this regard their currents turn awry
+And lose the name of action. -- Soft you now,
+The fair Ophelia! -- Nymph, in thy orisons
+Be all my sins remembered.