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HAMLET'S SOLILOQUY by

WILLIAM SHAKESPEAR

GERMAN

Its or not its -- which is the question: Whether one ' tis, which suffers the belts and the arrows of the impudent fortune in the understanding or arms against a sea of troubles and by opposing, are more splendid terminate them takes. In order to die, -- no more -- and by a sleep to sleep to we terminate to say the grief and the thousand natural impacts that meat inheritance too are ' Tis consummation be wished a Devoutly. Die, perhaps sleep -- sleep, in order to dream: ay, there is the unevenness, for into this sleep of the death, which dreams can come, if we geschlurft away from this death coil, must us break give. There is the respect, the state of emergency of the so long life forms. For whom the whips to carry and of the time, injustice of the Th of ' eliminator, which despises proud Contumely of the man the Pangs of the despised love, retards the law, the insolence of the office, and defames this patient earnings/services of Th ' unworthy taking, when it could form its Quietus with a bare bodkin? Whom fardels carry, under slow-acting lives, but that fear of something after death, to which undiscovered country, from whose bourn no traveler leaves itself returns, the puzzle play will to hum and sweat and rather those patients to carry we as to have fly to others which did not become we of to know? Thus conscientiousness of cowards of us forms all, and therefore is more o'er the native color of the dissolution crimping song with the slat form of the thought, and enterprise of the large clock period and moment with this respect their inclined current revolution and loses the name of the activity. -- softly it now, the appropriate Ophelia! -- Nymphe, in thy orisons is everything my reminded sins.

RUSSIAN

To be, or not to be - which will be the question: Do end ' tis more noble in the reason to endure slingi and pointers of furious success or to accept handles against the sea of anxieties and by way to resist them. In order to die, to sleep - no more - and with sleep in order to say we end heartache, and thousand natural of impacts that flesh will be heir k. ' Tis consummation Devoutly, it is which necessary to wish. To die, to sleep - to sleep - perchance, it is which necessary to dream: ay, there will be rub, for v that sleep of death that of dream can arrive when we they shuffled from this mortal coil, we must give to us interruption. There will be respect it makes calamity so longer than the life. For prinesl whips and scorns time, the untruth of oppressor th ', the pangs of the proud person contumely of the despised love, law does detain, insolence office, and spurns that most patient merit of taking th ' unworthy, when it itself could it quietus make barely bodkin? And fardels do bear, to grunt and to sweat under the tired life, but that dread something after death, undiscovered by the country, from bourn which no traveller does return, the will puzzles, and do make us sufficiently to bring those bol'noyev we to have than fly to others which we we do know not? Thus conscience makes cowards us all, and by such means of the native hue permission sicklied o'er with the pale casting of thought, both the enterprise of large pitch and moment with this relation their turning of flows awry loses the name of action. - you are soft now, valid Ophelia! - nymph, in thy orisons was all my recalled sins.

ARABIC
Is or is not -- this is the following question : Indicators of transport both more noble account of the suffering and cranes and arrows of outrageous wealth, or take up arms against a sea of problems and the opposition to put an end to it. Death and sleep -- there is -- and before sleeping on our hearts and thousand natural shocks that flesh is a survivor. Indicators of transportation and construction 'faith if they so wish. Death and sleep -- sleep -- you dream : Ambassador there. Robin and the sleep of death any dreams may come when human mixture of this file, it must give us pause. There is respect for the disaster, which makes this a long life. To carry whips and scorns of time w 'unjust error, man proud insult occurred despised love and the law delays and brazenly from Europe, rejecting the advantage of patients w 'fit for the estimates, When the same has made him Alhmod with Bare Bodkin? would influence Vardels to race, under Alnger weary life, however, the fear of something after death. undiscovered country, Usamah is no longer a traveller, puzzles, It does not make us put these ills, of which we do not know the other man? Thus conscience does make cowards of us all and thus citizen Hoey resolution is satisfactory o'er with the Pale shadow of thought, and large companies and the degree moment in this regard, the tendency currents and lose the name of action. -- soft you now exhibition and Villa! -- Alhourih, Khastk and Risons and misdeeds all remember.

ORIGINAL ENGLISH

HAMLET'S SOLILOQUY

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.






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