no more ; and by a sleep to say we end, victorian, oil
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or in that sleep of death what dreams may come,, victorian, oil
for in that sleep of death what dreams may come,, victorian, oil
devoutly to be wish'd. to die, to sleep ;, victorian, oil
to be, or not to be, that is the question :, victorian, oil
and lose the name of action., victorian, oil
must give us pause - - there's the respect, victorian, oil
to sleep, perchance to dream - - ay, there's the rub :, victorian, oil
to be, or not to be, that is the question :, victorian, shakespeare, oil
but that the dread of something after death,, victorian, oil
when he himself might his quietus make, victorian, oil
and makes us rather bear those ills we have, victorian, oil
with this regard their currents turn awry, victorian, oil
thus conscience doth make cowards of us all,, victorian, oil
when we have shuffled off this mortal coil,, victorian, oil
the heart - ache and the thousand natural shocks, victorian, oil
that makes calamity of so long life., victorian, oil
whether'tis nobler in the mind to suffer, victorian, oil
a die die die die made of wool
sleep paralysis
that patient merit of th'unworthy takes,, victorian, oil
for who would bear the whips and scorns of time,, victorian, oil
is sicklied o'er with the pale cast of thought,, victorian, oil
than fly to others that we know not of?, victorian, oil