Shakespeare+soliloquies

**//Hamlet//, To Be, Or Not To Be (Spoken by Hamlet, Act 3 Scene 1)**
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. 

**// Romeo and //** **Juliet, Act 2 Scene 2: What Light Through Yonder Window Breaks? (Spoken by Romeo)**
But, soft! what light through yonder window breaks? It is the east, and Juliet is the sun. Arise, fair sun, and kill the envious moon, Who is already sick and pale with grief, That thou her maid art far more fair than she: Be not her maid, since she is envious; Her vestal livery is but sick and green And none but fools do wear it; cast it off. It is my lady, O, it is my love! O, that she knew she were! She speaks yet she says nothing: what of that? Her eye discourses; I will answer it. I am too bold, 'tis not to me she speaks: Two of the fairest stars in all the heaven, Having some business, do entreat her eyes To twinkle in their spheres till they return. What if her eyes were there, they in her head? The brightness of her cheek would shame those stars, As daylight doth a lamp; her eyes in heaven Would through the airy region stream so bright That birds would sing and think it were not night. See, how she leans her cheek upon her hand! O, that I were a glove upon that hand, That I might touch that cheek!                <span style="font-family: "Times New Roman","serif"; font-size: 12pt;"> <span style="font-family: "Times New Roman","serif"; font-size: 12pt;"> <span style="font-family: "Times New Roman","serif"; font-size: 12pt;"> **//<span style="font-family: "Times New Roman","serif"; font-size: 12pt;">As You Like It //****<span style="font-family: "Times New Roman","serif"; font-size: 12pt;">, Act 2, Scene 7: All the World’s a Stage (Spoken by Jaque) ** <span style="font-family: "Times New Roman","serif"; font-size: 12pt;"> <span style="font-family: "Times New Roman","serif"; font-size: 12pt;">All the world's a stage, <span style="font-family: "Times New Roman","serif"; font-size: 12pt;">And all the men and women merely players; <span style="font-family: "Times New Roman","serif"; font-size: 12pt;">They have their exits and their entrances, <span style="font-family: "Times New Roman","serif"; font-size: 12pt;">And one man in his time plays many parts, <span style="font-family: "Times New Roman","serif"; font-size: 12pt;">His acts being seven ages. At first, the infant, <span style="font-family: "Times New Roman","serif"; font-size: 12pt;">Mewling and puking in the nurse's arms. <span style="font-family: "Times New Roman","serif"; font-size: 12pt;">Then the whining schoolboy, with his satchel <span style="font-family: "Times New Roman","serif"; font-size: 12pt;">And shining morning face, creeping like a snail <span style="font-family: "Times New Roman","serif"; font-size: 12pt;">Unwillingly to school. And then the lover, <span style="font-family: "Times New Roman","serif"; font-size: 12pt;">Sighing like a furnace, with a woeful ballad <span style="font-family: "Times New Roman","serif"; font-size: 12pt;">Made to his mistress' eyebrow. Then a soldier, <span style="font-family: "Times New Roman","serif"; font-size: 12pt;">Full of strange oaths and bearded like the pard, <span style="font-family: "Times New Roman","serif"; font-size: 12pt;">Jealous in honor, sudden and quick in quarrel, <span style="font-family: "Times New Roman","serif"; font-size: 12pt;">Seeking the bubble reputation <span style="font-family: "Times New Roman","serif"; font-size: 12pt;">Even in the cannon's mouth. And then the justice, <span style="font-family: "Times New Roman","serif"; font-size: 12pt;">In fair round belly with good capon lined, <span style="font-family: "Times New Roman","serif"; font-size: 12pt;">With eyes severe and beard of formal cut, <span style="font-family: "Times New Roman","serif"; font-size: 12pt;">Full of wise saws and modern instances; <span style="font-family: "Times New Roman","serif"; font-size: 12pt;">And so he plays his part. The sixth age shifts <span style="font-family: "Times New Roman","serif"; font-size: 12pt;">Into the lean and slippered pantaloon, <span style="font-family: "Times New Roman","serif"; font-size: 12pt;">With spectacles on nose and pouch on side; <span style="font-family: "Times New Roman","serif"; font-size: 12pt;">His youthful hose, well saved, a world too wide <span style="font-family: "Times New Roman","serif"; font-size: 12pt;">For his shrunk shank, and his big manly voice, <span style="font-family: "Times New Roman","serif"; font-size: 12pt;">Turning again toward childish treble, pipes <span style="font-family: "Times New Roman","serif"; font-size: 12pt;">And whistles in his sound. Last scene of all, <span style="font-family: "Times New Roman","serif"; font-size: 12pt;">That ends this strange eventful history, <span style="font-family: "Times New Roman","serif"; font-size: 12pt;">Is second childishness and mere oblivion, <span style="font-family: "Times New Roman","serif"; font-size: 12pt;">Sans teeth, sans eyes, sans taste, sans everything.

**//<span style="font-family: "Times New Roman","serif"; font-size: 12pt;">The Taming of the Shrew //****<span style="font-family: "Times New Roman","serif"; font-size: 12pt;">, Act 5, Scene 2: Fie, fie unknit that theat’ning unkind brow (spoken by Kate) ** <span style="font-family: "Times New Roman","serif"; font-size: 12pt;"> <span style="font-family: "Times New Roman","serif"; font-size: 12pt;">Fie, fie, unknit that threat'ning unkind brow <span style="font-family: "Times New Roman","serif"; font-size: 12pt;">And dart not scornful glances from those eyes <span style="font-family: "Times New Roman","serif"; font-size: 12pt;">To wound thy lord, thy king, thy governor. <span style="font-family: "Times New Roman","serif"; font-size: 12pt;">It blots thy beauty as frosts do bite the meads, <span style="font-family: "Times New Roman","serif"; font-size: 12pt;">Confounds thy fame as whirlwinds shake fair buds, <span style="font-family: "Times New Roman","serif"; font-size: 12pt;">And in no sense is meet or amiable. <span style="font-family: "Times New Roman","serif"; font-size: 12pt;">A woman moved is like a fountain troubled, <span style="font-family: "Times New Roman","serif"; font-size: 12pt;">Muddy, ill-seeming, thick, bereft of beauty, <span style="font-family: "Times New Roman","serif"; font-size: 12pt;">And while it is so, none so dry or thirsty <span style="font-family: "Times New Roman","serif"; font-size: 12pt;">Will deign to sip or touch one drop of it. <span style="font-family: "Times New Roman","serif"; font-size: 12pt;">Thy husband is thy lord, thy life, thy keeper, <span style="font-family: "Times New Roman","serif"; font-size: 12pt;">Thy head, thy sovereign; one that cares for thee <span style="font-family: "Times New Roman","serif"; font-size: 12pt;">And for thy maintenance; commits his body <span style="font-family: "Times New Roman","serif"; font-size: 12pt;">To painful labor both by sea and land, <span style="font-family: "Times New Roman","serif"; font-size: 12pt;">To watch the night in storms, the day in cold, <span style="font-family: "Times New Roman","serif"; font-size: 12pt;">Whilst thou li'st warm at home, secure and safe; <span style="font-family: "Times New Roman","serif"; font-size: 12pt;">And craves no other tribute at thy hands <span style="font-family: "Times New Roman","serif"; font-size: 12pt;">But love, fair looks, and true obedience-- <span style="font-family: "Times New Roman","serif"; font-size: 12pt;">Too little payment for so great a debt. <span style="font-family: "Times New Roman","serif"; font-size: 12pt;">Such duty as the subject owes the prince, <span style="font-family: "Times New Roman","serif"; font-size: 12pt;">Even such a woman oweth to her husband; <span style="font-family: "Times New Roman","serif"; font-size: 12pt;">And when she is froward, peevish, sullen, sour, <span style="font-family: "Times New Roman","serif"; font-size: 12pt;">And not obedient to his honest will, <span style="font-family: "Times New Roman","serif"; font-size: 12pt;">What is she but a foul contending rebel <span style="font-family: "Times New Roman","serif"; font-size: 12pt;">And graceless traitor to her loving lord? <span style="font-family: "Times New Roman","serif"; font-size: 12pt;">I am ashamed that women are so simple <span style="font-family: "Times New Roman","serif"; font-size: 12pt;">To offer war where they should kneel for peace, <span style="font-family: "Times New Roman","serif"; font-size: 12pt;">Or seek for rule, supremacy, and sway, <span style="font-family: "Times New Roman","serif"; font-size: 12pt;">Whey they are bound to serve, love, and obey. <span style="font-family: "Times New Roman","serif"; font-size: 12pt;">Why are our bodies soft and weak and smooth, <span style="font-family: "Times New Roman","serif"; font-size: 12pt;">Unapt to toil and trouble in the world, <span style="font-family: "Times New Roman","serif"; font-size: 12pt;">But that our soft conditions and our hearts <span style="font-family: "Times New Roman","serif"; font-size: 12pt;">Should well agree with our external parts? <span style="font-family: "Times New Roman","serif"; font-size: 12pt;">Come, come, you froward and unable worms, <span style="font-family: "Times New Roman","serif"; font-size: 12pt;">My mind hath been as big as one of yours, <span style="font-family: "Times New Roman","serif"; font-size: 12pt;">My heart as great, my reason haply more, <span style="font-family: "Times New Roman","serif"; font-size: 12pt;">To bandy word for word and frown for frown. <span style="font-family: "Times New Roman","serif"; font-size: 12pt;">But now I see our lances are but straws, <span style="font-family: "Times New Roman","serif"; font-size: 12pt;">Our strength as weak, our weakness past compare, <span style="font-family: "Times New Roman","serif"; font-size: 12pt;">That seeming to be most which we indeed least are. <span style="font-family: "Times New Roman","serif"; font-size: 12pt;">Then vail your stomachs, for it is no boot, <span style="font-family: "Times New Roman","serif"; font-size: 12pt;">And place your hands below your husband's foot, <span style="font-family: "Times New Roman","serif"; font-size: 12pt;">In token of which duty, if he please,