HURRY, Translate it to modern english 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 wish'd. 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 respect
That makes calamity of so long life;
For who would bear the whips and
scorns of time,
The oppressor's wrong, the proud man's
contumely,