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Posted by BChrist at c-24-126-232-217.we.client2.attbi.com on January 19, 2003 at 21:31:18:

In Reply to: Pardon the spelling ....nt posted by Kimberlieo on January 19, 2003 at 21:28:24:

: : to be or not to be
: : that is the question
: : weather 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 then. to die
: : to sleep no more and by to sleep to say we end the heart ache and the thouusand natural shocks that the flesh is heir to.
: : tis a consumation devoutly to be wished.
: : to die
: : to sleep perchance to dream Ay! theres the rub! For in that sleep of death what dreams may come when we have shuffeled off this mortal coil.
: : must give us pause.

: :
: : there's the respect that makes calamity of so long a life ( I had to look up this 1 line)

: : for who would bear the whips and scorns of time
: : the opressors wrong the proud mans contumely
: : the pangs of disprized love the laws delay the insolence of office and the spurns the patient merit of the unworhy takes,
: : when he himself his might his quiietus make (nice couplet)
: : woth a bare bodkin
: : who would fardels bear to grunt and sweat under a weary life ( I had to look this up)

: : but the dread of something after death the undiscovered country from whoes bourne no traveller returns, puzzels the will and makes us rather bear thoes ills we have than fly to others we know not of.
: : thus consience does make cowards of us all (love that line)
: : and thus the native hue of resolution
: : is silcked over with the pale cast of thought
: : and enterprises of great pith and moment
: : with this regard to their currents turn awry
: : and lose the name of action

: : (this is one of my fave shakepear bits, this next sentence)
: : soft you now! the fair Ophelia
: : Nymph in thy Orisons be all my sins remembered

:
: : Ah wow it has been along time since I last drudge up that. Thank you for brining that back. Can you guess what my major was?

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Theater/Lit Kimberlieo 21:35:49 1/19/03 (12)
- Awww.C'mon..Nothing like a dramatic reading... BChrist 21:38:19 1/19/03 (11)
  - Oh don't get me wrong Kimberlieo 21:39:51 1/19/03 (10)
    - Well, if not 'cause of schooling..then... BChrist 21:44:30 1/19/03 (9)
      - Close... Kimberlieo 21:48:47 1/19/03 (8)
        
        So.. Kimberlieo 21:50:01 1/19/03 (7)
        
        'Speare is just interesting topic... BChrist 21:57:15 1/19/03 (6)
        
        Re: 'Speare is just interesting topic... Kimberlieo 22:15:24 1/19/03 (4)
        
        Besides tick off a few Poly Sci professors?.... BChrist 22:20:56 1/19/03 (3)
        
        Ahh Kimberlieo 22:24:35 1/19/03 (2)
        
        Doesn't help GPA... BChrist 22:28:17 1/19/03 (1)
        
        Does not matter Kimberlieo 22:29:55 1/19/03 (0)
        
        Excellent Kimberlieo 22:03:24 1/19/03 (0)

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: : : to be or not to be : : : that is the question : : : weather 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 then. to die : : : to sleep no more and by to sleep to say we end the heart ache and the thouusand natural shocks that the flesh is heir to. : : : tis a consumation devoutly to be wished. : : : to die : : : to sleep perchance to dream Ay! theres the rub! For in that sleep of death what dreams may come when we have shuffeled off this mortal coil. : : : must give us pause. : : : : : : there's the respect that makes calamity of so long a life ( I had to look up this 1 line) : : : for who would bear the whips and scorns of time : : : the opressors wrong the proud mans contumely : : : the pangs of disprized love the laws delay the insolence of office and the spurns the patient merit of the unworhy takes, : : : when he himself his might his quiietus make (nice couplet) : : : woth a bare bodkin : : : who would fardels bear to grunt and sweat under a weary life ( I had to look this up) : : : but the dread of something after death the undiscovered country from whoes bourne no traveller returns, puzzels the will and makes us rather bear thoes ills we have than fly to others we know not of. : : : thus consience does make cowards of us all (love that line) : : : and thus the native hue of resolution : : : is silcked over with the pale cast of thought : : : and enterprises of great pith and moment : : : with this regard to their currents turn awry : : : and lose the name of action : : : (this is one of my fave shakepear bits, this next sentence) : : : soft you now! the fair Ophelia : : : Nymph in thy Orisons be all my sins remembered : : : : : Ah wow it has been along time since I last drudge up that. Thank you for brining that back. Can you guess what my major was?

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