TO BE OR NOT TO BE : LET IT BE ( ΕΠΙΧΕΙΡΗΣΗ ΚΩΔΙΚΟΣ "OPHELIA" )

Ophelia

Ophelia meaning and name origin


Ophelia \o-phe-lia\ as a girl's name is pronounced oh-FEEL-yah. It is of Greek origin, and the meaning of Ophelia is "help". Name of the unfortunate maiden who loved Hamlet in Shakespeare's play "Hamlet". Mostly late 19th century use.
Ophelia has 12 variant forms: Availia, Filia, Ofelia, Ofilia, Ophelie, Ophelya, Ophilia, Ovalia, Ovelia, Phelia, Ubelia and Uvelia.
Baby names that sound like Ophelia are Aviela and Aviella.
View a list of the 2 names that reference Ophelia.

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Popularity of Ophelia

Ophelia is a very popular first name for women (#858 out of 4276) but an uncommon surname or last name for all people. (1990 U.S. Census)
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Ophilia meaning and name origin

Ophilia \o-phi-

lia\ as a girl's name is a variant of Ophelia (Greek), and the meaning of Ophilia is "help".
The baby name Ophilia sounds like Ophelya, Ophelie and Ofilia. Other similar baby names are Philia, Odilia, Ophira and Ottilia.

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Popularity of Ophilia

Ophilia is not a popular first name for women and an equally uncommon surname or last name for all people. (1990 U.S. Census)
Displayed below is the baby names popularity of the name Ophilia for girls. (2010 statistics)

Compare Ophilia with its source form and related girl baby names.

 To be, or not to be--that is the question:

Whether 'tis nobler in the mind to suffer

The slings 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

That flesh is heir to. 'Tis a consummation

Devoutly to be wished. To die, to sleep--

To sleep--perchance to dream: ay, there's the rub,

For in that sleep of death what dreams may come

When we have shuffled off this mortal coil,

Must give us pause. There's the respect

That makes calamity of so long life.

For who would bear the whips and scorns of time,

Th' oppressor's wrong, the proud man's contumely

The pangs of despised love, the law's delay,

The insolence of office, and the spurns

That patient merit of th' unworthy takes,

When he himself might his quietus make

With a bare bodkin? Who would fardels bear,

To grunt and sweat under a weary life,

But that the dread of something after death,

The undiscovered country, from whose bourn

No traveller returns, puzzles the will,

And makes us rather bear those ills we have

Than fly to others that we know not of?

Thus conscience does make cowards of us all,

And thus the native hue of resolution

Is sicklied o'er with the pale cast of thought,

And enterprise of great pitch and moment

With this regard their currents turn awry

And lose the name of action. -- Soft you now,

The fair Ophelia! -- Nymph, in thy orisons

Be all my sins remembered

HAMLET

A monologue from the play by William Shakespeare