Stomping and Shakuhachi text – Macbeth
Breathe at the end of every line as written. If English is a second language for you or you’re struggling with the text, see this monologue analysis for some context on meaning and what’s happening.
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