To swing, or not to swing…

to swing, or not to swing…

To swing, or not to swing… that is the question…
Whether ’tis nobler in the mind to suffer
The slings and arrows of outrageous chilliness
Or to take coats against a sea of snowiness
And by wearing end them.
To sit, to swing–
No more–and by a swing to say we end
The solitude, and the thousand goose bumps
That flesh is heir to.
‘Tis a consummation
Devoutly to be wished.
To sit, to swing–
To swing–perchance to dream: ay, there’s the rub,
For in that swing of cold what dreams may come
When we have shuffled off this winter’s chill,
Must give us pause.

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