Life's Brief Candle

I was reading this poem, that I learnt when I was in school. Note : I am the first batch where Kementerian put literature as an addition of English and Bahasa Melayu. That was 10 years ago. Back to the topic. I was remembering this poem, and surprisingly can recall more than half of the content.

To-morrow, and to-morrow, and to-morrow
Creeps in this petty face 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 is heard no more; it is a tale
Told by an idiot
Full of sound and fury
Signifying nothing.

I still haven't read Macbeth yet.