Macbeth taste of fears monologue

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I have almost forgot the taste of fears;

I have almost forgot the taste of fears;

The time has been, my senses would have cool'd

The time has been, my senses would have cool'd

To hear a night-shriek; and my fell of hair

To hear a night-shriek; and my fell of hair

Would at a dismal treatise rouse and stir

Would at a dismal treatise rouse and stir

As life were in't: I have supp'd full with horrors;

As life were in't: I have supp'd full with horrors;

Direness, familiar to my slaughterous thoughts

Direness, familiar to my slaughterous thoughts

Cannot once start me.

Cannot once start me.

Wherefore was that cry?

Wherefore was that cry?

She should have died hereafter;

She should have died hereafter;

There would have been a time for such a word.

There would have been a time for such a word.

To-morrow, and to-morrow, and to-morrow,

To-morrow, and to-morrow, and to-morrow,

Creeps in this petty pace from day to day

Creeps in this petty pace from day to day

To the last syllable of recorded time,

To the last syllable of recorded time,

And all our yesterdays have lighted fools

And all our yesterdays have lighted fools

The way to dusty death. Out, out, brief candle!

The way to dusty death. Out, out, brief candle!

Life's but a walking shadow, a poor player

Life's but a walking shadow, a poor player

That struts and frets his hour upon the stage

That struts and frets his hour upon the stage

And then is heard no more: it is a tale

And then is heard no more: it is a tale

Told by an idiot, full of sound and fury,

Told by an idiot, full of sound and fury,

Signifying nothing.