Thursday, March 23, 2017

Shakespeare's "Tomorrow and Tomorrow and Tomorrow"


Shakespeare's "Tomorrow and Tomorrow and Tomorrow"
Oliver Álain Christie

MACBETH:
"I have almost forgot the taste of fears.
The time has been my senses would have cooled
To hear a night-shriek, and my fell of hair
Would at a dismal treatise rouse and stir
As life were in ’t. I have supped full with horrors.
Direness, familiar to my slaughterous thoughts
Cannot once start me."

(Re-enter SEYTON)
"Wherefore was that cry?"

SEYTON:
"The queen, my lord, is dead.

MACBETH"
"She should have died hereafter;
There would have been a time for such a word.
Tomorrow, and tomorrow, and tomorrow,
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."

- William Shakespeare, "Macbeth"

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