12th May 2017

Macbeth. Act 5, Scene 5

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.
Language features
Tomorrow, and tomorrow, and tomorrow,
Creeps Metaphor in this petty pace Alliteration: from day to day
To the last syllable of recorded time, metaphor: comparing the unit of time to a unit of language , a                           syllable indicates that Shakespeare’s developing an idea that our lives are like a script.
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 Personification: saying life is fulfilling for a while then like a show on stage then it is suddenly over, used to present the idea that life is great until its over. 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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