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<span class="date-display-single" property="dc:date" datatype="xsd:dateTime" content="2012-09-20T00:00:00-05:00">September 20, 2012</span>
By Bill Shakespeare
Stratford-on-Avon News (Thu, 2012-09-20 00:00)

<ul>
	<li>
		<a href="#hamlet">#hamlet</a>Hamlet</li>
	<li>
		<a href="#romeo and juliet">#romeo and juliet</a>Romeo and Juliet</li>
	<li>
		<a href="#merchant of venice">#merchant of venice</a>Merchant of Venice</li>
</ul>
<p>&nbsp;</p>
<div>
	<a name="hamlet"></a><strong>Hamlet</strong></div>
<div>
	&nbsp;</div>
<div>
	To be, or not to be: that is the question:</div>
<div>
	Whether &#39;tis nobler in the mind to suffer</div>
<div>
	The slings and arrows of outrageous fortune,</div>
<div>
	Or to take arms against a sea of troubles,</div>
<div>
	And by opposing end them? To die: to sleep;</div>
<div>
	No more; and by a sleep to say we end</div>
<div>
	The heart-ache and the thousand natural shocks</div>
<div>
	That flesh is heir to, &#39;tis a consummation</div>
<div>
	Devoutly to be wish&#39;d. To die, to sleep;</div>
<div>
	To sleep: perchance to dream: ay, there&#39;s the rub;</div>
<div>
	For in that sleep of death what dreams may come</div>
<div>
	When we have shuffled off this mortal coil,</div>
<div>
	Must give us pause: there&#39;s the respect</div>
<div>
	That makes calamity of so long life;</div>
<div>
	For who would bear the whips and scorns of time,</div>
<div>
	The oppressor&#39;s wrong, the proud man&#39;s contumely,</div>
<div>
	The pangs of despised love, the law&#39;s delay,</div>
<div>
	The insolence of office and the spurns</div>
<div>
	That patient merit of the unworthy takes,</div>
<div>
	When he himself might his quietus make</div>
<div>
	With a bare bodkin? who would fardels bear,</div>
<div>
	To grunt and sweat under a weary life,</div>
<div>
	But that the dread of something after death,</div>
<div>
	The undiscover&#39;d country from whose bourn</div>
<div>
	No traveller returns, puzzles the will</div>
<div>
	And makes us rather bear those ills we have</div>
<div>
	Than fly to others that we know not of?</div>
<div>
	Thus conscience does make cowards of us all;</div>
<div>
	And thus the native hue of resolution</div>
<div>
	Is sicklied o&#39;er with the pale cast of thought,</div>
<div>
	And enterprises of great pith and moment</div>
<div>
	With this regard their currents turn awry,</div>
<div>
	And lose the name of action.--Soft you now!</div>
<div>
	The fair Ophelia! Nymph, in thy orisons</div>
<div>
	Be all my sins remember&#39;d.</div>
<div>
	&nbsp;</div>
<div>
	<div>
		<a name="romeo and juliet"><strong>Romeo and Juliet: Prologue</strong></a></div>
	<div>
		&nbsp;</div>
	<div>
		Two households, both alike in dignity,</div>
	<div>
		In fair Verona, where we lay our scene,</div>
	<div>
		From ancient grudge break to new mutiny,</div>
	<div>
		Where civil blood makes civil hands unclean.</div>
	<div>
		From forth the fatal loins of these two foes</div>
	<div>
		A pair of star-cross&#39;d lovers take their life;</div>
	<div>
		Whose misadventured piteous overthrows</div>
	<div>
		Do with their death bury their parents&#39; strife.</div>
	<div>
		The fearful passage of their death-mark&#39;d love,</div>
	<div>
		And the continuance of their parents&#39; rage,</div>
	<div>
		Which, but their children&#39;s end, nought could remove,</div>
	<div>
		Is now the two hours&#39; traffic of our stage;</div>
	<div>
		The which if you with patient ears attend,</div>
	<div>
		What here shall miss, our toil shall strive to mend.</div>
</div>
<p>&nbsp;</p>
<div>
	<strong><a name="merchant of venice"></a>Shylock</strong></div>
<div>
	&nbsp;</div>
<div>
	If you prick us, do we not bleed?</div>
<div>
	if you tickle us, do we not laugh? if you poison</div>
<div>
	us, do we not die? and if you wrong us, shall we not</div>
<div>
	revenge? If we are like you in the rest, we will</div>
<div>
	resemble you in that. If a Jew wrong a Christian,</div>
<div>
	what is his humility? Revenge. If a Christian</div>
<div>
	wrong a Jew, what should his sufferance be by</div>
<div>
	Christian example? Why, revenge. The villany you</div>
<div>
	teach me, I will execute, and it shall go hard but I</div>
<div>
	will better the instruction.</div>


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