To be or not to be – that is the question –
Whether 'ts nobler in the mind to suffer The sling and arrows of outrageous fortune
Or to take arms against a sea of troubles
And by opposing end them? To die; to sleep –
No more – and by a sleep to say we end
The heartache and the thousand natural shocks
The flesh is heir to. 'Tis a consummation
Devoutly to be wished. To die; To sleep;

What do you mean that’s not party-appropriate?