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  • To be or not to be,that is a question.莎士比亞說的.

    To be or not to be,that is a question.莎士比亞說的.
    很有名的,應(yīng)該很多人知道吧.
    英語人氣:477 ℃時(shí)間:2019-11-18 03:54:38
    優(yōu)質(zhì)解答
    這個(gè)是莎士比亞戲劇《哈姆雷特》中的名句,全句是
    To be,or not to be - that is the question
    意思是說 活著還是死去,這是一個(gè)問題.
    附相關(guān)章節(jié):
    Hamlet's endurance has reached the breaking point.His father has been murdered.His mother,who he loves dearly,has married her dead husband's brother.Moreover his sweetheart,Ophelia,has been acting very strangely.He senses that she does not love him any more.Now,he's all alone.The world that he knew is shattered.His black mood of despair is deepened by his inability to act - to do something to change the situation.
    Now he ponders whether to continue living - or to take his own life.
    Hamlet:
    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 heartache,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 these 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.
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