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To die, to sleep;
To sleep: perchance to dream:
ay, there's the rub;
For in that sleep of death what dreams may come
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To die, to sleep;
To sleep: perchance to dream:
ay, there's the rub;
For in that sleep of death what dreams may come
3 comments on to relinquish the soul
nuna. July 23, 2011
ah, such a beautiful passage
⃠rezeski July 23, 2011
Who would fardels bare?
⃠rezeski July 23, 2011
...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?