Shakespeare's Hamlet and Horatio Reading Inspired Tone Poem.
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Hamlet:
Oh, I die, Horatio.
The potent poison quite o'ercrows my spirit.
I cannot live to hear the news from England,
But I do prophesy th' election lights
On Fortinbras. He has my dying voice.
So tell him, with the occurrents more and less
Which have solicited — the rest is silence.

Horatio:
Now cracks a noble heart! Good night, sweet prince,
And flights of angels sing thee to thy rest!