英语诗歌分享 life 英语诗歌分享 life William Shakespeare(15641616) To Be or not to be—that is question： Whethertis 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 them,To die—to sleep— No more,and by a sleep to say we end The heartache,and the thousand natural shocks That flesh is heir to.Tis a consummmation Devoutly to be wishd.To die—to sleep. To sleep—perchance to dream：ay,there;s the rub！ For in that sleep of death what dreams may come When we have shuffled off this mortal coil, Must give us pause.Theres the respect That makes calamity of so long life. For who would bear the whips and scorns of time, The oppressors wrong,the proud mans coutumely, The pangs of despisd love,the laws delay, The insolence of office,and the spurns When he himself might his quietus make With a bare bodkin?Who would these fardels bear, To grunt and sweat under a weary life, But that the dread of something after death— The undiscoverd conutry,from whose bourn No traveller reburns—puzzles the will, And makes us rather bear those ills we have Than fly to others that we know not of? Thus conscience does make cowards of us all, And thus the native hue of resolution Is sicklied oer with the pale cast of thought, And enterprises of great pith and moment With this regard their currents turn away And lose the name of action.
