Extra Credit

1 pt Extra Credit Option

Memorize and recite one of the following monologues for class on Monday May 18th, 2009

Macbeth:
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 Act 5, scene 5, 19–28


Lady Macbeth:
Yet here's a spot.
Out, damn'd spot! out, I say!
One; two: why, then
'tis time to do't.
Hell is murky.
Fie, my lord, fie, a soldier, and
afeard? What need we fear who knows it,
when none can call our
pow'r to accompt?
Yet who would have thought the old man to
have had so much blood in him?