index scrolling-1 scrolling-2 scrolling-3 scrolling-4 text-transform-1 text-transform-2 text-transform-3 text-transform-4 visibility-1 visibility-2 visibility-3 visibility-4 interaction-1 interaction-2 interaction-3 interaction-4 contrast-1 contrast-2 contrast-3 contrast-4
 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.