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?


The Tragicall Historie of Hamlet, Prince of Denmarke (ed. 1604)


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...

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...

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...

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...