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    To be or not to be, that is the question whether tis nobler in the mind to suffer the slings of arrows or to take up arms and by opposing end them who would fordels bear. The dread of death, the undiscovered country from whose bourn no traveler returns puzzles the will and makes us rather bear those ills we have than fly to others we know not of.

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    To be or not to be, that is the question whether tis nobler in the mind to suffer the slings of arrows or to take up arms and by opposing end them who would fordels bear. The dread of death, the undiscovered country from whose bourn no traveler returns puzzles the will and makes us rather bear those ills we have than fly to others we know not of.

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    To be or not to be, that is the question whether tis nobler in the mind to suffer the slings of arrows or to take up arms and by opposing end them who would fordels bear. The dread of death, the undiscovered country from whose bourn no traveler returns puzzles the will and makes us rather bear those ills we have than fly to others we know not of.

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    To be or not to be, that is the questions whether tis nobler in the mind to suffer the slings of arrows or to take

    up arms and by opposing end them who would fordels bear, to grunt and sweat under the weary life but that the dread of death, the undiscovered country from whose bourn no traveler returns puzzles the will and makes us rather bear those ills we have than fly to others we know not of. Hamlet, by Shakespeare

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