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MACBETH ACT V SCENE V
-William Shakespeare
She should have
died
hereafter;
There would have been
a time
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.