Dec 2, 2025
Love's Labour's Lost Shakespeare's Globe, 2009
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Love's Labour's Lost Shakespeare's Globe, 2009
When daisies pied and violets blue And lady-smocks all silver-white And cuckoo-buds of yellow hue Do paint the meadows with delight, The cuckoo then, on every tree, Mocks married men; for thus sings he, Cuckoo; Cuckoo, cuckoo: O word of fear, Unpleasing to a married ear!
Thomasin Rand as Rosaline in Love’s Labour’s Lost
If only I were she!
“I suppose the thought of making love to me again is unbearable?”
“I couldn’t even begin to explain.”
“Have you started to think about other women?”
“Every moment of the day.”
“You regret ever setting eyes on me, don’t you?”
“Isn’t it apparent?”
“You’re planning your escape as we kiss!”
“Why do you think I haven’t unpacked yet?”
Sleuthing between the sheets?
Sources: (x) and cumberbatchweb