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 MACBETH ACT V SCENE V
 -William Shakespeare
  She should have
 died
 hereafter;
 There would have been
  for such a word.—
  To-morrow,
  and to-morrow,
  and to-morrow,
  Creeps in this petty pace
 from day to day,
  To the last syllable of recorded time;
  And all our yesterdays have lighted 
 fools
  The way to dusty death.
 Out, out, brief candle!
  Life's but a walking shadow;
 a poor player,
  That struts and frets his hour upon the stage,
  And then is heard no more:
 it is a tale
  Told by an idiot,
 full of sound and fury,
  Signifying nothing.