(Act 5, Sc. 2), his shields fall when he tells to Horatio that how his life is going along: How all occasions do inform against me And spur my dull revenge Now whether it be Bestial oblivion or some craven scruple Of thinking too precisely on th" event How stand I then, That have a father killed, a mother stained Excitements of my reason and my blood, And let all sleep, while to my shame I see The imminent death of twenty thousand men That for a fantasy and trick of fame Go to their graves like beds, fight for plot Whereon the numbers cannot try the cause, Which is no tomb enough and continen...

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