I need the TPCASTT of Hamlet 1.3.78 here is the poem This above all: to thine own self be true. Alas, I confess that I am not tr
ue to myself but to you The stars reveal this, the mighty oak and the rose,The flinty rocks I skipped across a brook.I have walked my loneliness to the sea,And the sea roared in both ears. I swallowed and tasted sadness.I lay in the grass and closed my eyes I saw only you, in a dress white as a cloud.Admittedly, I’m not as tall as thee, Neither smart as thee, nor rich as thee.Yet, my dear lamb,Let me be your admirer.I am a stable boy,You a rich farmer’s daughter.Let me be like wheat in wind, bending just so,Not the weak-stemmed daffodil, bent in rain,Dipping its face in mud churned by a workman’s clogs.
