Tomorrow and tomorrow and tomorrow from Macbeth by William Shakespeare Read by Sir John Gielgud

Text: 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. Macbeth by William Shakespeare Act 5, Scene 5, Lines 1728