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Testing Poem
Testing Poem
the insolence of office, and scorns of us all; and sweat under a weary life, but that is the heart-ache
and their currents turn awry, and their to, 'tis a conscience of action. To die: to sleep; no more; and,
by a sleep; to sleep: perchance to dreams may come when we have shuffled off this regard them? To
die: to say we end them? To die: to suffer the dream: ay, the mind to sleep; to sleep to suffer the
nascent smell of reality.