William Shakespeare, Hamlets Soliloquy, 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 moreand by a sleep to say we end The heartache and the thousand natural shocks That flesh is heir totis a consummation Devoutly to be wished To die, to sleep. To sleep, perchance to dreamay, theres the rub, For in that sleep of death what dreams may come When we have shuffled off this mortal coil, Must give us pause. Theres the respect That makes calamity of so long life. ,ИРОСевастополь2021, ,конкурсчтецовИРО2021