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Unseen and scene, Of both composed; these aery heavens, this solid globe. Will roused my Sire’s ghost from the grave. Will would, for that’s the part he played. What is Will’s will I next should say? Will I best Laertes with my foil today? Will the villain, Claudius, be undone by his victim’s vacillating son? What is Will’s will regarding Mum? Unseen and scene, Of both composed; these Aery heavens this solid globe. Now I lay dying, and Fortenbras comes. Let my tale be told in every tongue. “The rest is silence”- Thy will be done.
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Jun 4, 2012
Jun 4, 2012 at 7:27 AM UTC
Hamlet meets his Maker
Unseen and scene, Of both composed; these aery heavens, this solid globe. Will roused my Sire’s ghost from the grave. Will would, for that’s the part he played. What is Will’s will I next should say? Will I best Laertes with my foil today? Will the villain, Claudius, be undone by his victim’s vacillating son? What is Will’s will regarding Mum? Unseen and scene, Of both composed; these Aery heavens this solid globe. Now I lay dying, and Fortenbras comes. Let my tale be told in every tongue. “The rest is silence”- Thy will be done.
john-f-mccullagh
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63/M/American
Jun 4, 2012
Jun 4, 2012 at 7:27 AM UTC
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