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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.
from Macbeth (Act 5, Scene 5)
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꺼져라, 꺼져라, 짧은 촛불이여!
인생은 그저 걸어다니는 그림자, 가련한 배우,
무대 위 제 시간에는 으시대고 안달도 해보지만,
물러난 뒤에는 더이상 아무소리도 들리지 않지.
그건 어떤 백치가 떠들어댄 이야기, 사방에 가득한 소리와 격렬한 몸짓들, 아무런 의미가 없다. |
Pink Floyd - Eclipse
All that you touch, and
All that you see, and
All that you taste, and
All you feel, and
All that you love, and
All that you hate, and
All you mistrust, and
All you save, and
All that you give, and
All that you deal, and
All that you buy,
Beg, borrow, or steal, and
All you create, and
All you destroy, and
All that you do, and
All that you say, and
All that you eat, and
Everyone you meet, and
All that you slight, and
Everyone you fight, and
All that is now, and
All that is gone, and
All that's to come, and
Everything under the sun is in tune
But the sun is eclipsed by the moon
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