Metrical anomalies

[kindofahippy]

the soliloquy from hamlet, written but shakespeare that iambic meter guy....count the feet the first line count the iambs
count the iambs on the first 5 line. then have a peep at the sixth.

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 heart-ache and the thousand natural shocks
That flesh is heir to, ’tis a consummation
Devoutly to be wish’d. 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;

when I scan the solioquy, I don't see perfect iambs through it, but I do see an even five stresses in every line. Maybe that, and the natural rhythm (for his time) is what makes it sound so great?