Tomorrow, and Tomorrow

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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.

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MACBETH

She would have died later anyway. That news was bound to come someday. Tomorrow, and tomorrow, and tomorrow. The days creep slowly along until the end of time. And every day that’s already happened has taken fools that much closer to their deaths. Out, out, brief candle. Life is nothing more than an illusion. It’s like a poor actor who struts and worries for his hour on the stage and then is never heard from again. Life is a story told by an idiot, full of noise and emotional disturbance but devoid of meaning.

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http://www.wissen-im-netz.info/literatur/schiller/werke/uebersetzungen/macbeth/05.htm

https://de.wikipedia.org/wiki/Macbeth_(Shakespeare)

Die Königin

Ist tot!


Macbeth (nach einem langen Stillschweigen).

Wär’ sie ein andermal gestorben!

Es wäre wohl einmal die Zeit gekommen

Zu solcher Botschaft!


(Nachdem er gedankenvoll auf und ab gegangen.)


Morgen, Morgen,Und wieder Morgen

kriecht in seinem kurzen Schritt

Von einem Tag zum andern, bis zum letzten

Buchstaben der uns zugemessnen Zeit,

Und alle unsre Gestern haben Narren

Zum modervollen Grabe hingeleuchtet!

– Aus, aus, du kleine Kerze! Was ist Leben?

Ein Schatten, der vorüber streicht; ein armer Gaukler

Der seine Stunde lang sich auf der Bühne

Zerquält und tobt; dann hört man ihn nicht mehr.

Ein Märchen ist es, das ein Thor erzählt,

Voll Wortschwall und bedeutet nichts.



Macbeth act5 scene 5