Sunday, December 25, 2011

Life' Brief Candle

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.

-William Shakespeare-

About this poem:
The theme of the poem is despair, whereby Macbeth expresses despair over the death of his wife, Lady Macbeth, who committed suicide. This was a result of the guilt she felt after asking her husband to kill the king. At this terrible moment in his life, he describes life as unpredictable, meaningless and uncertain as a brief candle.

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