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Robert Jackson

This is the poem for the week of September 1.
A new interlinear poem is available each Monday.


Tomorrow, and tomorrow, and tomorrow

-Shakespeare's Macbeth


Tomorrow, and tomorrow, and tomorrow,
Tomorrow, and tomorrow, and tomorrow=time, which tediously repeats itself
Creeps in this petty pace from day to day
in this petty pace=at this slow pace
To the last syllable of recorded time,
last syllable - as if time were a sequence of syllables in a book
And all our yesterdays have lighted fools
lighted fools=lighted for fools
The way to dusty death. Out, out, brief candle!
the way to dusty death=a dusty pathway to death
Brief candle=light representing MacBeth's own life.

Life's but a walking shadow, a poor player
walking shadow=shadow cast by the candle
That struts and frets his hour upon the stage
And then is heard no more: it is a tale
it=life
Told by an idiot, full of sound and fury,
sound and fury=clamor and drama
Signifying nothing.

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.