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When I was in high school and a METAL GOFF my favorite was by Christopher Marlowe, from Tamburlaine:
Well, bark, ye dogs: I'll bridle all your tongues,
And bind them close with bits of burnish'd steel,
Down to the channels of your hateful throats;
And, with the pains my rigour shall inflict,
I'll make ye roar, that earth may echo forth
The far-resounding torments ye sustain
But it now sounds a bit "straight" to mine ears, even if it is very well-written. I was also partial to Macbeth's "Tomorrow and tomorrow and tomorrow" speech, for pure angsty doom etc.
― Tracer Hand, Saturday, 2 February 2002 01:00 (twenty-two years ago) link
The tomorrow and tomorrow and tomorrow soliloquy is about the only
piece of poetry I know by heart. It's not just angsty doom. 'All
our yesterdays have lighted fools their way to dusty death'. 'A tale
told by an idiot, full of sound and fury, signifying nothing'.
Jesus, it doesn't get much better than that.
― N., Saturday, 2 February 2002 01:00 (twenty-two years ago) link
Nick, me too. However, I learnt it for a most innnoble cause- I
never really liked Shakespeare, but felt that I should be able to
recite poetry, because I am, and always have been, an utter ponce. I
was about 7 at the time, and going through my (eep) GOTH period.
Admittedly, I didn't know what a goth was, but I was a pallid coffin-
loving romantic-notioned poetry reciting fool. I still hate
Shakespeare.
― emil.y, Sunday, 3 February 2002 01:00 (twenty-two years ago) link
The speech where MacB makes his mind up:
And pity, like a naked new-born babe,
Striding the blast, or heaven's cherubins, horsed
Upon the sightless couriers of the air,
Shall blow the horrid deed in every eye,
That tears shall drown the wind.
― Sam, Monday, 4 February 2002 01:00 (twenty-two years ago) link