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Hamlet, Prince of Denmark:
Oh, God. God! How weary, stale flat and unprofitable seem to me all the uses of this world. Fie ont, ah, fie! 'Tis an unweeded garden that grows to seed. Things rank and gross in nature possess it merely. That it should come to this
Oh, God. God! How weary, stale flat and unprofitable seem to me all the uses of this world. Fie ont, ah, fie! 'Tis an unweeded garden that grows to seed. Things rank and gross in nature possess it merely. That it should come to this
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O God God
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How weary stale flat and unprofitable
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seem to me all the uses of this world
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Fie on't ah fie
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'Tis an unweeded garden that grows to seed
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Things rank and gross in nature possess it merely
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That it should come to this
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Movie Summary
Prince Hamlet struggles over whether or not he should kill his uncle, whom he suspects has murdered his father, the former king.

