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{{script|Triago}}: Good colleagues: there are but [[Twenty-five minutes left|twenty minutes left]]. | |||
Wouldst you [[I’m conscious that time is precious|thy precious time]] reclaim; | Wouldst you [[I’m conscious that time is precious|thy precious time]] reclaim; | ||
Or may we keep afoot our [[infinite game]] — | Or may we keep afoot our [[infinite game]] — | ||
With more, or any other, business? Search anew, | With more, or any other, business? Search anew, | ||
What items canst be tabled without ado? | What items canst be tabled without ado? | ||
{{script|Gloucester}}'': Nothing sire. | |||
{{script|Kent}}'': Nor from I. | |||
:''A period of silence around the table.'' | :''A period of silence around the table.'' | ||
{{script|Queen}} (''aside''): That irksome twerp. | |||
A world of richness awaits this piffling parley. | A world of richness awaits this piffling parley. | ||
{{script|Triago}}: How say you, brave [[Herculio]]? | |||
What agenda fodder doth the gods portend? | What agenda fodder doth the gods portend? | ||
{{script|Herculio}}: The gods? The ''gods''? Methinks you jest. | |||
Th’almighty has no use for paltry conference. | Th’almighty has no use for paltry conference. | ||
{{script|Triago}}: I think he does, sirrah! | |||
{{script|Queen}}: Oh, ho! How so? | |||
What matters lie upon thy parchèd record | What matters lie upon thy parchèd record | ||
That be yet unbeknownst to sacred mind? | That be yet unbeknownst to sacred mind? | ||
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Who bid the lion lay with lamb | Who bid the lion lay with lamb | ||
For this dismal convention? | For this dismal convention? | ||
{{script|Nuncle}}: Thou maketh me to meet — | |||
Therefore I am. | Therefore I am. | ||
{{script|Triago}}: How should I know, my Queen? | |||
How should I know? | How should I know? | ||
{{script|Queen}}: Quite so, good sir, quite so. I must away. | |||
Maketh thou the time-ball drop. | Maketh thou the time-ball drop. | ||
:''Exit {{caps| | :''Exit {{caps|Queen}} | ||
{{script|Herculio}}: With all my heart, my Liege — | |||
[[I have to hop|One has to hop]]. | [[I have to hop|One has to hop]]. | ||
:''Exeunt'' | :''Exeunt'' | ||
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Revision as of 13:25, 25 October 2022
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