To-morrow, and to-morrow, and to-morrow
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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Suddenly pop out in my mind
Life Brief Candle
Poem written by William Shakespeare
A poet I admire the most
In Malaysia we will learn it when secondary school on Form 1
Malaysian, Do you still remember it? *wink*
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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
----------------------------------------------------------------------
Suddenly pop out in my mind
Life Brief Candle
Poem written by William Shakespeare
A poet I admire the most
In Malaysia we will learn it when secondary school on Form 1
Malaysian, Do you still remember it? *wink*
-END-
1 comments:
Wah...Form 1 geh wor.......yes..it's meaningful to everyone...life brief candle, cherish every moment with the person u loved especially our family..
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