To Egg or not to Egg That is the question Whether 'tis nobler in the mind to suffer The slings and arrows of outrageous fortune, Or to take Arms and Hug a Sera 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 Curly locks that Flesh is heir to? 'Tis a consummation devoutly to be wished. To die, to sleep, To sleep, perchance to Dream; aye, there's the rub, for in that sleep of death, what dreams may come, when we have shuffled on to a Raging Bull , must give us pause. There's the respect that makes Cassandra 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 despised Love, the Law’s delay, the insolence of Office, and the spurns that patient merit of the unworthy takes, when he himself might his Quietus make with a bare Bodkin? Who would Dorian bear
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Whether 'tis nobler in the mind to suffer
The slings and arrows of outrageous fortune,
Or to take Arms and Hug a Sera 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 Curly locks
that Flesh is heir to? 'Tis a consummation
devoutly to be wished. To die, to sleep,
To sleep, perchance to Dream; aye, there's the rub,
for in that sleep of death, what dreams may come,
when we have shuffled on to a Raging Bull ,
must give us pause. There's the respect
that makes Cassandra 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 despised Love, the Law’s delay,
the insolence of Office, and the spurns
that patient merit of the unworthy takes,
when he himself might his Quietus make
with a bare Bodkin? Who would Dorian bear
Is this a Dagna I see before me
Though I'm not sure if Erhyse is going to make it ... I'm already losing interest