The Dance (holonick)

(From Hamlet, spoken by Hamlet) 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 wishd. To die, to sleep To sleep, perchance to dream—ay, theres the rub: For in that sleep of death what dreams m...