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''{{caps|[[Triago]]}}'': Good colleagues: there are but [[Twenty-five minutes left|twenty minutes left]]. <br>
{{script|Triago}}: Good colleagues: there are but [[Twenty-five minutes left|twenty minutes left]]. <br>
Wouldst you [[I’m conscious that time is precious|thy precious time]] reclaim; <br>
Wouldst you [[I’m conscious that time is precious|thy precious time]] reclaim; <br>
Or may we keep afoot our [[infinite game]] — <br>
Or may we keep afoot our [[infinite game]] — <br>
With more, or any other, business? Search anew, <br>
With more, or any other, business? Search anew, <br>
What items canst be tabled without ado? <br>
What items canst be tabled without ado? <br>
''GLOUCESTER'': Nothing sire. <br>
{{script|Gloucester}}'': Nothing sire. <br>
''KENT'': Nor from I. <br>
{{script|Kent}}'': Nor from I. <br>
:''A period of silence around the table.''<br>
 
''{{caps|[[Queen]]}}'' (''aside''): That irksome twerp. <br>
:''A period of silence around the table.'' <br>
 
{{script|Queen}} (''aside''): That irksome twerp. <br>
A world of richness awaits this piffling parley. <br>
A world of richness awaits this piffling parley. <br>
''{{caps|[[Triago]]}}'': How say you, brave {{caps|[[Herculio]]}}? <br>
{{script|Triago}}: How say you, brave [[Herculio]]? <br>
What agenda fodder doth the gods portend?<br>
What agenda fodder doth the gods portend?<br>
''{{caps|[[Herculio]]}}'':  The gods? The ''gods''? Methinks you jest. <br>
{{script|Herculio}}:  The gods? The ''gods''? Methinks you jest. <br>
Th’almighty has no use for paltry conference.<br>
Th’almighty has no use for paltry conference.<br>
''{{caps|[[Triago]]}}'': I think he does, sirrah! <br>
{{script|Triago}}: I think he does, sirrah! <br>
''{{caps|[[Queen]]}}'': Oh, ho! How so? <br>
{{script|Queen}}: Oh, ho! How so? <br>
What matters lie upon thy parchèd record <br>
What matters lie upon thy parchèd record <br>
That be yet unbeknownst to sacred mind? <br>  
That be yet unbeknownst to sacred mind? <br>
Whose cogs and toothèd gears <br>
Whose cogs and toothèd gears <br>
Whose immaculate escapements <br>
Whose immaculate escapements <br>
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Who bid the lion lay with lamb <br>
Who bid the lion lay with lamb <br>
For this dismal convention? <br>
For this dismal convention? <br>
''{{caps|[[Nuncle]]}}'': Thou maketh me to meet — <br>
{{script|Nuncle}}: Thou maketh me to meet — <br>
Therefore I am.<br>
Therefore I am.<br>
''{{caps|[[Triago]]}}'': How should I know, my {{caps|[[Queen]]}}? <br>
{{script|Triago}}: How should I know, my Queen? <br>
How should I know?<br>
How should I know?<br>
''{{caps|[[Queen]]}}'': Quite so, good sir, quite so. I must away. <br>
{{script|Queen}}: Quite so, good sir, quite so. I must away. <br>
Maketh thou the time-ball drop. <br>
Maketh thou the time-ball drop. <br>
::''Exit {{caps|[[Queen]]}}''<br>
 
''{{caps|[[Herculio]]}}'': With all my heart, my Liege —<br>
:''Exit {{caps|Queen}}
 
{{script|Herculio}}: With all my heart, my Liege —<br>
[[I have to hop|One has to hop]].<br>
[[I have to hop|One has to hop]].<br>
::''Exeunt''
:''Exeunt''
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Latest revision as of 14:16, 4 May 2024

Triago: Good colleagues: there are but twenty minutes left.
Wouldst you thy precious time reclaim;
Or may we keep afoot our infinite game
With more, or any other, business? Search anew,
What items canst be tabled without ado?
Gloucester: Nothing sire.
Kent: Nor from I.

A period of silence around the table.

Queen (aside): That irksome twerp.
A world of richness awaits this piffling parley.
Triago: How say you, brave Herculio?
What agenda fodder doth the gods portend?
Herculio: The gods? The gods? Methinks you jest.
Th’almighty has no use for paltry conference.
Triago: I think he does, sirrah!
Queen: Oh, ho! How so?
What matters lie upon thy parchèd record
That be yet unbeknownst to sacred mind?
Whose cogs and toothèd gears
Whose immaculate escapements
All history — gone and yet to come — defined?
What need hath she, or he
Who bid the lion lay with lamb
For this dismal convention?
Nuncle: Thou maketh me to meet —
Therefore I am.
Triago: How should I know, my Queen?
How should I know?
Queen: Quite so, good sir, quite so. I must away.
Maketh thou the time-ball drop.

Exit Queen

Herculio: With all my heart, my Liege —
One has to hop.

Exeunt