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Playing Ophelia Helped Me Navigate My Own Grief

She sings and speaks in lewd riddles, mourning her father’s untimely death and her abandonment by Hamlet, her lover.


The Two Orphans

Heaven and earth, must I remember?

hold, please


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?

Why wouldst thou be a breeder of sinners?

I am myself indifferent honest;

but yet I could accuse me of such things that it

were better my mother had not borne me

O, what a noble mind is here o’erthrown—

Stay, illusion!

Where is the beauteous majesty of Denmark?