Re-enter PANDARUS. PAN. What, blushing still? have you not done talking yet? CRES. Well, uncle, what folly I commit I dedicate to you. PAN. I thank you for that; if my lord get a boy of you, you'll give him me: Be true to my lord: if he flinch, chide me for it. TRO. You know now your hostages; your uncle's word, and my firm faith. PAN. Nay, I'll give my word for her too; our kindred, though they be long ere they are wooed, they are constant, being won: they are burs, I can tell you; they'll stick where they are thrown. CRES. Boldness comes to me now, and brings me heart: Prince Troilus, I have lov'd you night and day, For many weary months. TRO. Why was my Cressid then so hard to win? My thoughts were like unbridled children, grown But, though I lov'd you well, I woo'd you not; Of speaking first. Sweet, bid me hold my tongue; TRO. And shall, albeit sweet music issues thence. CRES. My lord, I do beseech you, pardon me: For this time will I take my leave, my lord. TRO. Your leave, sweet Cressid? PAN. Leave! an you take leave till to-morrow morning, CRES. Pray you, content you. TRO. What offends you, lady? CRES. Sir, mine own company. TRO. Yourself. CRES. Let me go and try: You cannot shun I have a kind of self resides with you: TRO. Well know they what they speak that speak so wisely. CRES. Perchance, my lord, I show more craft than love: And fell so roundly to a large confession, To angle for your thoughts: But you are wise; To feed for aye her lamp and flames of love; Might be affronted with the match and weight O virtuous fight, How were I then uplifted! but, alas, Want similes, truth tir'd with iteration,— As true as steel, as plantage to the moon, As iron to adamant, as earth to the centre,- As truth's authentic author to be cited, CRES. Prophet may you be! When waterdrops have worn the stones of Troy, To dusty nothing; yet let memory From false to false, among false maids in love, As fox to lamb, as wolf to heifer's calf, Pard to the hind, or stepdame to her son; Yea, let them say, to stick the heart of falsehood, PAN. Go to, a bargain made: seal it, seal it; I'll be the witness. Here I hold your hand: here, my cousin's. If ever you prove false one to another, since I have taken such pains to bring you together, let all pitiful goers-between be called to the world's end after my name, call them all—Pandars; let all constant men be Troiluses, all false women Cressids, and all brokers-between Pandars! say, amen. TRO. Amen. CRES. Amen. PAN. Amen. Whereupon I will show you a chamber, which bed, because it shall not speak of your pretty encounters, press it to death: away. And Cupid grant all tongue-tied maidens here, Bed, chamber, and Pandar to provide this geer! [Exeunt. SCENE III.-The Grecian Camp. Enter AGAMEMNON, UIYSSES, DIOMEDES, NESTOR, Ajax, CAL. Now, princes, for the service I have done you, Out of those many register'd in promise, Which you say live to come in my behalf. AGAM. What wouldst thou of us, Trojan? make demand. CAL. You have a Trojan prisoner, call'd Antenor, Yesterday took; Troy holds him very dear. Oft have you (often have you thanks therefore) AGAM. Let Diomedes bear him, Be answer'd in his challenge: Ajax is ready. [Exeunt DIOMEDES and CALCHAS. Enter ACHILLES and PATROCLUS, before their Tent. Lay negligent and loose regard upon him: I will come last: 'T is like, he 'll question me, Why such unplausive eyes are bent, why turn'd on him: To use between your strangeness and his pride, ACHIL. What, comes the general to speak with me? NEST. Nothing, my lord. AGAM. The better. [Exeunt AGAMEMNON and NESTOR. ACHIL. Good day, good day. MEN. How do you? how do you? ACHIL. What, does the cuckold scorn me? AJAX. How now, Patroclus? ACHIL. Good morrow, Ajax. АЈАХ. На? ACHIL. Good morrow. [Exit MENELAUS. AJAX. Ay, and good next day too. [Exit AJAX. ACHIL. What mean these fellows? Know they not Achilles? PATR. They pass by strangely: they were us'd to bend, |