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...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...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...

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