Speech Analysis Assignment #2 HAMLET 3.3 To be, or not to be: that is the question: Is sicklied o'er with the pale cast of thought, Whether 'tis nobler in the mind to suffer And enterprises of great pith and moment The slings and arrows of outrageous fortune, With this regard their currents turn awry, Or to take arms against a sea of troubles, And lose the name of action. -- Soft you now! And by opposing end them? To die: to sleep; The fair Ophelia! Nymph, in thy orisons No more; and by a sleep to say we end Be all my sins remember'd. (3.1) The heart-ache and the thousand natural shocks That flesh is heir to, 'tis a consummation Devoutly to be wish'd. To die, to sleep; What is the tone of speech? What Hamlet’s To sleep: perchance to dream: ay, there's the rub; words lead you to that conclusion? For in that sleep of death what dreams may come When we have shuffled off this mortal coil, Must give us 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 contumely, The pangs of despised love, the law's delay, The insolence of office and the spurns That patient merit of the unworthy takes, When he himself might his quietus make 2. What is Hamlet talking about here? What is With a bare bodkin? who would fardels bear, the conflict Hamlet is having with himself? To grunt and sweat under a weary life, But that the dread of something after death, The undiscover'd country from whose bourn No traveller returns, 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
Speech Analysis Assignment #2 HAMLET 3.3 To be, or not to be: that is the question: Whether '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 them? To die: to sleep; No 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, 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: 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 contumely, The pangs of despised love, the law's delay, The insolence of office and the spurns That patient merit of the unworthy takes, When he himself might his quietus make With a bare bodkin? who would fardels bear, To grunt and sweat under a weary life, But that the dread of something after death, The undiscover'd country from whose bourn No traveller returns, 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 o'er with the pale cast of thought, And enterprises of great pith and moment With this regard their currents turn awry, And lose the name of action. -- Soft you now! The fair Ophelia! Nymph, in thy orisons Be all my sins remember'd. (3.1) What is the tone of Hamlet’s speech? What words lead you to that conclusion? 2. What is Hamlet talking about here? What is the conflict Hamlet is having with himself?
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