| George Rapanos - 2007 - 337 Seiten
...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... | |
| George Rapanos - 2006 - 295 Seiten
...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 Seiten
...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... | |
| David R. Henderson, Charles L. Hooper - 2006 - 304 Seiten
...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... | |
| Joseph Fins - 2006 - 324 Seiten
...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...calamity of so long life For who would bear the whips and scorns of time . . ." He was glad that there was someone (albeit a medical student) to listen to him,... | |
| Marvin W. Hunt - 2007 - 272 Seiten
...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...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 despised love, the law's... | |
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