I read this one day a long while ago and haven't uploaded it until now. Hamlet's Soliloquy: To be, or not to be Act 3.1 To be, or not to be; that is the question:Whether 'tis nobler in the mind to sufferThe 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 endThe heartache and the thousand natural shocksThat flesh is heir to--'tis a consummationDevoutly 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 respectThat 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 disprized love, the law's delay,The insolence of office, and the spurnsThat patient merit of th'unworthy takes,When he himself might his quietus makeWith a bare bodkin? who would these fardels bear,To grunt and sweat under a weary life,But that the dread of something after death,The undiscovered country from whose bournNo traveller returns, puzzles the will,And makes us rather bear those ills we haveThan fly to others that we know not of?Thus conscience does make cowards of us all,And thus the native hue of resolutionIs sicklied o'er with the pale cast of thought,And enterprises of great pith and momentWith this regard their currents turn awry,And lose the name of action. Soft you, now,The fair Ophelia!--Nymph, in thy orisonsBe all my sins remembered.http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/To_be_or...Here is the definition soliloquy:It is the act of talking to one's self /or a dramatic monologue that gives the illusion of a series of unspoken reflections.

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