original text
Hamlet: To be or not to be-that's the question.
Is suffering more noble?
The slings and arrows of outrageous fate?
Or take up arms against the difficult ocean?
End them by opposing them. Die-sleep-?
No more; Wake up and say it's over?
Heartache, and thousands of natural shocks?
The heir of the flesh. Is this perfection?
I sincerely hope. Death-sleep. ?
Sleep-maybe dream: alas, that's the problem! ?
Because what dreams will there be in the sleep of death?
When we get rid of the fetters of this world.
We have to pause. Is there any respect?
This is such a long-lived disaster. ?
Who will endure the whipping and ridicule of time?
The mistakes of oppressors, the rudeness of proud people?
The pain of despised love, the delay of law?
Office arrogance, and spurning?
The advantages of unworthy patience?
Can he be quiet by himself?
Bare ass? Who will these Fadel people put up with?
Groaning and sweating in a tired life.
But fear of things after death?
The undiscovered country, from whose border?
No travelers come back-confused will?
Let us rather endure our illness?
Than fly to places we don't know?
Therefore, conscience does make us all cowards.
So the resolution of natural tones?
Covered with pale thoughts.
And the essence and moment of the enterprise?
In this respect, their current is crooked?
Lose the name of action.
translate
To be or not to be, this is a question that must be answered:
Should we silently endure the merciless blow of Kanko's fate?
Or should we fight against endless suffering as deep as the sea?
And overcome it. ?
Which of the two choices is more noble?
Death is sleep, that's all! ?
If sleep can end the pain of mind and body,
So, this ending is promising! ?
Go to hell and go to bed. ...
But there may be dreams in sleep, ah, this is an obstacle:
When we remove this dying skin,
What dreams will you have in the eternal sleep of death?
This makes us hesitate.
That we are willing to endure long-term disasters.
Who else would tolerate all kinds of human torture?
For example, the tyrant's administration, the pride of the arrogant, the pain of the lovelorn, the slowness of laws and regulations, the insult of corrupt officials, or the humiliation of ordinary people.
What if he could simply cut it off?
Who else will be willing to work hard for a lifetime?
Endure its hardships silently, instead of flying far away and drifting in hopeless situations.
What if he didn't hesitate because he was afraid of what was behind him?
This place is nameless, and there have been no returnees since ancient times. ?
source
This is a famous saying in The Revenge of the Prince (also known as Hamlet) written by Shakespeare.
author
William shakespeare (1April 26th, 564-1665438+April 23rd, 2006) is often regarded as Shakespeare in China society. At the end of the Qing Dynasty and the beginning of the Republic of China, Lu Xun called Shakespeare a "narrow spire" in his book On Poems of Moro (1908 February), which is a history of English literature.