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Thread #123950 Message #2735093
Posted By: HuwG
30-Sep-09 - 12:46 PM
Thread Name: BS: Everyday Shakespeare
Subject: RE: BS: Everyday Shakespeare
Duncan: What bloody man is that?
God, these extras!
Macbeth: 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.
Elton John Goodbye English Rose/ May you ever grow in our hearts/ You were the grace that placed itself/ Where lives were torn apart Excuse me ... bleaagh!
Macbeth: Thou losest labour: as easy mayst thou the intrenchant air with thy keen sword impress, as make me bleed: Let fall thy blade upon vulnerable crests; I bear a charmed life, which must not yield to one of woman born.
Nah, nah, nah nahner!
Macduff Despair thy charm; and let the angel whom thou hast served tell thee, Macduff was from his mother's womb untimely ripp'd