我眼中的校园英文诗歌 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. William Shakespeare 本文来源：https://www.wddqw.com/doc/801103f3adaad1f34693daef5ef7ba0d4a736d8e.html