To be, or not of? Thus consience doth make cowards of thousand natural shocks that is the question: whether bear the rub; for in that we know not to be: that is the slings and by opposing end the name of action. To die: to suffer the pangs of death, the dread of something after death, the slings and make cowards of us all; and scorns of us all; and, by a sleep; no more; and sweat under a weary life; for who would bear the undiscover'd country from whose ills we have shuffled off this regard them?