What a mystery.
Where do you go after death?
What will it be like after death?
How do you cope with the death of a loved one?
All of these questions, and no one can answer them for certain.
Hamlet is faced with death. It stares him in the face. He has to acknowledge it now, now that his father is gone. But what is death? He says the word with the reverance of something so mighty that its concept is not tangible.
He asks what dreams come with the sleep of death.
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