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Oft, I ponder—did she dream o’ more? A cottage, a lad who’d not pay fer her? Makes me soft, that does—her starin’ out some grimy window, sighin’. But then—ha!—she’d prob’ly shag the dream away fer a laugh. “Truth’s in the telling,” Polley whispers in me skull, and Bess’s truth? She’s a storm, a jest, a middle finger to fate.

Discuss the Presentation of Ophelia and Gertrude as Women in Hamlet

But when we look a bit below the surface, we can see elements of his holding a related Freudian concept, the 'Madonna or whore' view of women.

I must say, every bloodshot sunrise over the ravaged skyline near the industrial district reminds me of that Malick film – ephemeral, godforsaken, and bloody beautiful. “The New World” isn’t just a movie, ya clumsy gobshite; it's a bloody philosophy that haunts these streets!

Set it and forget it: these digital monkeys will eventually write Hamlet, possibly after heat death of universe