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Intermission: Apprentice Reads 'All the World's a Stage'
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- Remnants : An Audio Drama
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- Dec 1, 2025
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- 126
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Summary
Hi! I’m Eira, the voice of Sir and the Apprentice, and also the person who writes this show, sound designs it, and puts it out into the world. There’s no new episode of the show this week because I’ve been unwell and haven’t been able to finish it, so instead, you’ll be hearing this intermission, which features the Apprentice reading a Shakespeare monologue. I hope you enjoy it. All the world’s a stage, And all the men and women merely players; They have their exits and their entrances; And one man in his time plays many parts, His acts being seven ages. At first the infant, Mewling and puking in the nurse’s arms; And then the whining school-boy, with his satchel And shining morning face, creeping like snail Unwillingly to school. And then the lover, Sighing like furnace, with a woeful ballad Made to his mistress’ eyebrow. Then a soldier, Full of strange oaths, and bearded like the pard, Jealous in honour, sudden and quick in quarrel, Seeking the bubble reputation Even in the cannon’s mouth. And then the justice, In fair round belly with good capon lin’d, With eyes severe and beard of formal cut, Full of wise saws and modern instances; And so he plays his part. The sixth age shifts Into the lean and slipper’d pantaloon, With spectacles on nose and pouch on side; His youthful hose, well sav’d, a world too wide For his shrunk shank; and his big manly voice, Turning again toward childish treble, pipes And whistles in his sound. Last scene of all, That ends this strange eventful history, Is second childishness and mere oblivion; Sans teeth, sans eyes, sans taste, sans everything. Leave a review on Podchaser: https://www.podchaser.com/podcasts/remnants-an-audio-drama-5722315 Leave a review on ListenNotes: https://www.listennotes.com/podcasts/remnants-an-audio-drama-eira-maj…