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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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Tomorrow, and tomorrow, and tomorrow, “Using repetition to convey the idea of life being a boring repetitive slug that we are trapped in”
Creeps “suggesting that time is a stealthy being that is creeping up behind Macbeth. Is an idea fueled by paranoia”
in this petty pace from day to day “carrying on from the last idea, time is just a slow, pathetic slug of an adventure that moves again and again; uses ‘day to day’ to emphasis on the repetitive nature of time”
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.
How does Shakespeare use language to reinforce his ideas in Macbeth?

 

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