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Injurious time now, with a robber's haste,
Æne. [Within.] My lord! is the lady ready?
Cries, Come! to him that instantly must die.
Pan. Where are my tears? rain, to lay this wind, or my heart will be blown up by the root!
(Exit Pandarus. Cros. I must then to the Greeks? Tro.
No remedy. Cres. A woeful Cressid 'mongst the merry Greeks! When shall we see again? Tro. Hear me, my love: Be thou but true of
heart, Cres. I true! how now? wliat wicked deem | is
Cres. O, you shall be expos'd, my lord, to dangers
this sleeve. Cres. And you this glove. When shall I see you? Tro. I will corrupt the Grecian sentinels,
To give thee niglitly visitation.
O heavens !-be true again?
flowing, And swelling o'er with arts and exercise; How novelty may move, and parts with person, Alas, a kiod of godly jealousy (Which I beseech you, call a virtuous sin), Makes me afeard. Cres.
O heavens! you love me not. Tro. Die I a villain then! In this I do not call your faith in question, So mainly as my merit: I cannot sing, Nor heel the high lavoltt, nor sweeten talk, Nor play at subtle games; fair virtues all, To which the Grecians are most prompt and preg.
think I will ?
Æne. [Within.] Nay, good my lord, —
Come, kiss; and let us part.
Good brother, come you hither; And bring Æneas, and the Grecian, with you.
Cres. My lord, will you be true?
Tro. Who, I ? alas, it is my vice, my fault:
* Highly accomplished.
# A dance.
Whilst some with cunning gild their copper crowns,
Enter Æneas, Paris, Antenor, Deiphobus, and
Fair lady Cressid,
and to Diomed You shall be mistress and command him wholly.
Tro. Grecian, thou dost not use me courteously, To shame the zeal of my petition to thee, In praising her: I tell thee, lord of Greece, She is as far high-soaring o'er thy praises, As thou unworthy to be call'd her servant. I charge thee, use her well, even for my charge; For, by the dreadful Pluto, if thou dost not, Though the great bulk Achilles be thy guard, I'll cut thy throat. Dio.
0, be not mov’d, prince Troilus : Let me be privileg'd by my place, and message, To be a speaker free; when I am hence, I'll answer to my lustt: And know you, lord, I'll nothing do on charge: To her own worth She shall be priz'd; but that you say-be't so, I'll speak it in my spirit and honour,—no.
Tro. Come, to the port.-I'll tell thee, Diomed,
* Pleasure, will.
This brave shall oft make thee to hide thy head.-
[Trumpet heurd, Par. Hark! Hector's trumpet. Æne.
How have we spent this morning! The prince must think me tardy and remiss, That swore to ride before him to the field. Par. 'Tis Troilus' fault: Come, come, to field
Æne. Yea, with a bridegroom's fresh alacrity,
The Grecian camp. Lists set out.
Enter Ajax armed ; Agamemnon, Achilles, Patro.
clus, Menelaus, Ulysses, Nestor, and others, Agam. Here art thou in appointment* fresh and
Ajax. Thou, trumpet, there's my purse.
Come, stretch thy chest, and let thy eyes spout
blood; Thou blow'st for Hector, [Trumpet sounds.
Ulyss. No trumpet answers.
'Tis but early days. Agam. Is not yon Diomed, with Calchas' daugh.
Enter Diomed, with Cressida.
Even she. Agam. Most dearly welcome to the Greeks, sweet
lady. Nest. Our general doth salute you with a kiss.
Ulyss. Yet is the kindness but particular; 'Twere better, she were kiss'd in general.
Nest. And very courtly counsel : I'll begin.So much for Nestor. Achil. I'll take that winter from your lips, fair
lady: Achilles bids you welcome.
Men. I had good argument for kissing once.
Patr. But that's no argument for kissing now: For thus popp'd Paris in his hardiment; And parted thus you and your argument.
Ulyss. O deadly gall, and theme of all our scorns! For which we lose our heads, to gild his horns.
Patr. The first was Menelaus' kiss ;-this, mine : Patroclus kisses you. Men.
O, this is trim ! Patr. Paris, and I, kiss evermore for him. Men. I'll have my kiss, sir :-Lady, by your leave. Cres. In kissing do you render or receive? Patr. Both take and give. Cres.
l'll make my match to live, The kiss you take is better than you give ; Therefore no kiss. VOL. VI.