:10:02
- Ask him.
- She comes!
:10:04
[ Fanfare ]
:10:17
[ Continues ]
:10:24
[ Ends ]
:10:30
Cease to persuade,
my loving Proteus.
:10:33
Home-keeping youth
have ever homely wits,
:10:35
were it not affection
chains thy tender days...
:10:38
- [ Actors Continue, Faint ]
- Mmm!
:10:41
When will you write me
a sonnet, Will?
:10:43
- I've lost my gift.
- You left it in my bed.
:10:47
Come to look for it again.
:10:55
Are you to be my muse, Rosaline?
:10:59
Burbage has my keeping,
:11:02
but you have my heart.
:11:04
[ Audience Member Coughing Loudly ]
:11:07
You see?
The consumptives plot against me.
:11:09
Will Shakespeare has a play.
:11:11
Let's go and cough through it.
:11:15
- [ Coughing ]
- My father weeping; my mother wailing;
:11:18
- our maid howling;
our cat wringing her hands.
- [ Growling ]
:11:23
- [ Growling, Snarling ]
- Yet did not this cold-hearted cur...
:11:27
shed one tear--
:11:30
Aaaah!
:11:34
- [ Growling ]
- [ Grunting ]
:11:36
[ Barking ]
:11:43
- You see? Comedy.
- [ Barking Continues ]
:11:46
[ Snorts ]
Love, and a bit with a dog.
:11:48
That's what they want.
:11:51
[ Audience Continues Laughing ]
:11:59
[ Kempe ]
He is a stone, a very pebble stone,