| Tomorrow, and tomorrow, and tomorrow | 1st line |
| Creeps in this petty pace from day to day | 2nd line |
| To the last syllable of recorded time; | 3rd line |
| And all our yesterdays have alighted fools | 4th line |
| The way to dusty death. Out, out, brief candle, | 5th line |
| Life’s but a walking shadow, a poor player | 6th line |
| That struts and frets his hour upon the stage | 7th line |
| And then is heard no more. It is a tale | 8th line |
| Told by an idiot, full of sound and fury | 9th line |
| Signifying nothing | 10th line |
MacBeth “Tomorrow” Speech
August 6, 2019