The document summarizes Shakespeare's play Macbeth. It discusses that the play tells the story of the Scottish general Macbeth, who hears a prophecy from witches that he will become king. Encouraged by his wife, he fulfills the prophecy by murdering King Duncan and his friends, until he is eventually destroyed by his former friend Macduff. It also includes Macbeth's famous soliloquy from Act V, scene v, where he reflects on the meaninglessness of life.

1. Shakespeare. Poetic
Lines

2. 1. Macbeth
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3. 1) Work
• Full title: The Tragedy of
Macbeth (1606)
• Based on a history of
England (Far different
from real Macbeth)
• “The Scottish Play”
• One of Four Great
Tragedies (along with
Hamlet, Othello & King
Lear)
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4. 1) Work
A Scottish general named Macbeth, hearing a
prophecy from three witches that he would be King of
Scotland. Encouraged by his power-stricken wife, he
fulfilled it by murdering King Duncan and his friends.
He was eventually destroyed by friend-turned-enemy
Macduff, which fulfilled another prophecy.
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5. 2. Trivia
• Macbeth Act V scene v => Sound
& Fury by William Faulkner
• Cf. Soliloquy vs. Aside
• Patrick Stewart’s Macbeth
=>
https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=q
NDWBWFrpjM

6. 3. Life’s But a Walking Shadow
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7. 1) Macbeth Act V,
Scene v
She should have died hereafter;
There would have been a time for such a word.
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.
Macbeth speaks to Seyton, his
servant, after learning of Lay
Macbeth’s death

8. 1) Macbeth Act V,
Scene v
She would have died later anyway;
Such a word (that news) was bound to come
someday.
To-morrow, and to-morrow, and to-morrow,
Time moves slowly until time is over.
And all we did in the past has shown fools
the way to dusty death. Out, out, brief candle!
Life’s just a walking shadow, a poor player
who worried about his time on the stage and
then is never heard from again. Life is a story
told by an idiot, full of sound and fury, and it
has no meaning.

9. 1) Macbeth Act V,
Scene v
• She should have died hereafter;
• There would have been a time for such a word.
• 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
• She would have died later anyway;
• Such a word (that news) was bound to come
someday.
• To-morrow, and to-morrow, and to-morrow,
• Time moves slowly until time is over.
• And all we did in the past has shown fools
• the way to dusty death.

10. 1) Macbeth Act V,
Scene v
• 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.
• Out, out, brief candle!
• Life’s just a walking shadow, a poor player
• who worried about his time on the stage and then
is never heard from again. Life is a story
• told by an idiot, full of sound and fury, and it has
no meaning.

11. 1) Macbeth Act V,
Scene v
She should have died hereafter;
There would have been a time for such a word.
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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