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A world of richness awaits this piffling parley. <br> | A world of richness awaits this piffling parley. <br> | ||
''TRIAGO'': How say you, brave Herculio? <br> | ''TRIAGO'': How say you, brave Herculio? <br> | ||
What doth the gods portend?<br> | What agenda fodder doth the gods portend?<br> | ||
''[[Herculio|HERCULIO]]'': The gods? The ''gods''? | ''[[Herculio|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> | ||
''TRIAGO'': I think he does sirrah! <br> | ''TRIAGO'': I think he does, sirrah! <br> | ||
''QUEEN'': Oh, ho! How so? <br> | ''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> | |||
Whose cogs and toothèd gears <br> | Whose cogs and toothèd gears <br> | ||
Whose immaculate escapements <br> | |||
All history — gone and yet to come — defined? <br> | All history — gone and yet to come — defined? <br> | ||
What need hath she, or he <br> | What need hath she, or he <br> | ||
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> | ||
''FOOL'': Thou maketh me to meet <br> | ''FOOL'': Thou maketh me to meet — <br> | ||
Therefore I am.<br> | Therefore I am.<br> | ||
''TRIAGO'': How should I know? <br> | ''TRIAGO'': How should I know, my Queen? <br> | ||
How should I know?<br> | |||
''QUEEN'': Quite so, good sir, quite so. I must away. <br> | ''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> | ||
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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?
FOOL: 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
- Exit QUEEN
HERCULIO: With all my heart, my Liege —
One has to hop.
- Exeunt