 | William Shakespeare - 2005 - 900 страница
...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...of so long life: For who would bear the whips and scorns of time, 70 Th'oppressor's wrong, the proud man's contumely, The pangs of disprized love, the... | |
 | Nigel Rees - 2006 - 592 страница
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 | George Rapanos - 2007 - 337 страница
...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 wish'd....of so long life; For who would bear the whips and scorns of time, The oppressor's wrong, the proud man's contumely, The pangs of despiz'd love, the law's... | |
 | Michael Trott - 2006 - 1254 страница
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 | George Rapanos - 2006 - 295 страница
...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 wish'd. To...of so long life. For who would bear the whips and scorns of time, The oppressor' s wrong, the proud man' s contumely, The pangs of despriz'd love, the... | |
 | Jennifer Mulherin, William Shakespeare, Abigail Frost - 2004 - 164 страница
...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 wish'd To die,...pause. There's the respect That makes calamity of so long life; Act iii Sci Hamlet spurns Ophelia's love with cruel words, and she cries out in despair... | |
 | Beth Winegarner - 2007 - 117 страница
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 | Fred R. Shapiro - 2006 - 1092 страница
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 | David R. Henderson, Charles L. Hooper - 2006 - 304 страница
...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...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... | |
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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... 
