the dreaded recitaion.

is this a daggerr which i see before me
the handle toward my hand
come let me clutch thee
i have thee not yet i see thee still
are thou not fatal vision sensible to feeling as to sight or art thou but a dagger of the mind a false creation proceeding from this heat oppressed brain
i see thee yet in form as palpable
as this which now i draw
thou marsh'llst me in the way i was going
and such an instrument i was to use
mine eyes are made fools o' the other senses
or else worth all the rest
i see thee still and on thy blade and dungeon gouts of blood which was not so before there's no such thing
it is the bloody business which informs
thus to mine eyes now o're the half world
nature seems dead and wicked dreams abuse
the curtained sleep the witches celebrate
pale hecate's offerings and withering murder
alarumed by his sentinel, the wolf
whose howl's his watch, and with his stealthy pace
with Turcain's ravishing stride, towards his design
moves like a ghost thou sure and firm set earth
hear not my steps, which way they walk, for fear
thy very stone prate of my whereabouts
and take the present horror from the time
which now suits it, whiles i threat, he lives
words, to the heat of deed too cold breathe gives
a bell rings
i go and it is done, the bell invites me
hear it not duncan, for it is a knell
that sends thee to heaven or to hell.

yeah. i dont know what it means either.
i have to recite it tomorrow in my english class.
the whole freakin' thing.
i do okay up until it starts talking about the wolf.
from then on i just cant quite get it.
but i have to get it.
by tomorrow in third period.
he is giving us this one day to say it.
its 2 weeks before we actually have to recite it,
but if we do it tomorrow, we can say it from our seats and yall. there is NO WAY on this earth that i am getting up in front of that class and reciting this whole entire thing. i refuse. instead im choosing to studder through it tomorrow from my seat where i sit how i like and talk with my hands as much as like and not get counted off for it.
im nervous.
i've worked soo hard this week to memorize this whole thing. im not giving myslef an option. im saying i tomorrow. if it kills me. end of story.