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Pan. I will, sweet Queen. [Exit. Sound a Retreat. Par. They're come from field : let us to Priam's
Hall, To greet
the warriors-Sweet Helen. I muft woo you To help unarm our He&tor : his stubborn buckles, With these your white enchanting fingers toucht, Shall more obey, than to the edge of Iteel, Or force of Greekish finews : you shall do more Than all the island Kings, disarm great Hector.
Helen. 'Twill make us proud to be his servant, Paris: Yea, what he shall receive of us in duty Gives us more palm in beauty than we have, Yea, over-shines ourself.
Par. Sweet, above thought I love thee. (Exeunt.
An Orchard to Pandarus's House.
Enter Pandarus, and Troilus's Man. Pan. w, where's thy master? at my cousin
Pan. Walk here i'th' orchard, I will bring her straight.
[Exit Pandarus. Troi. I'm giddy; expectation whirls me round. Th’iinaginary relish is so sweet, That it enchants my sense : what will it be, When that the watry palate taftes indeed, Love's thrice-reputed nectar ? death, I fear me; Swooning destruction, or some joy too Too subtle-potent, and too sharp in sweetness, For the capacity of my rude powers ; I fear it much, and I do fear besides, That I shall lose distinction in my joys; As doth a battle, when they charge on heaps The flying enemy.
Re-enter Pandarus. Pan. She's making her ready, she'll come Atraight; you must be witty now. She does so blush, and fetches her wind so short, as if she were fraid with a sprite: I'll bring her. It is the prettiest villain, the fetches her breath as short as a new-ta'en sparrow.
[Exit Pandarus. Troi. Ev'n such a passion doth embrace my bosom: My heart beats thicker than a fev'rous pulse; And all my pow'rs do their bestowing lose, Like vaflalage at unawares encountring The eye of Majefty.
you a baby. Here she is now: [wear the oaths now to her, that you have sworn to me. What, are you gone again? you must be watch'd ere you be made tame, must you? come your ways, come your ways; if you draiv backward, we'll put you i' th'
files: Why do you not speak to her ? Come, draw this curtain, and let's see your picture. Alas the day, how loth you are to offend day-light ? an 'twere dark, you'd close sooner. So, fo, rub on, and kiss the Mistress; how now, a kiss in fee-farm ? build there, carpenter, the air is sweet. Nay, you shall fight your hearts out, ere I part you. The faulcon as the tercel, for all the ducks i' th' river: go to, go'to.
Troi. You have berest me of all words, lady.
Pan. Words pay no debts, give her deeds: but she'll bereave you of deeds too, if the call your adivily in question: what, billing again? here's, in witness whereof the parties interchangeably-come in, come in, I'll go get å fire.
[Exit Pandarus. Cre. Will you walk in, my lord ? Troi. O Cressida, how often have I wisht me thus ?
Cre, Wisht, my lord! the Gods grantlord.
Troi. What should they grant? what makes this pretty abruption? what too curious dreg espies my sweet lady in the fountain of our love?
Cre. More dregs than water, if my
Troi. Fears make devils of cherubims, they never see truly.
Cre. Blind fear, which seeing reason leads, finds safer footing than blind reason Itumbling without fear, To fear the worst, oft cures the worse.
Troi. O, let my lady apprehend no fear; in all Cupid's Pageant there is prelented no monster
Cre. Nor nothing monstrous neither?
Troi. Nothing, but our Undertakings; when we vow to weep seas, live in fire, eat rocks, tame tygers ; thinking it harder for our mistress to devise impolition enough, than for us to undergo any difficulty imposed. This is the monstruosity in love, lady, that the will is infinite, and the execution confin'd: that the desire is boundless, and the act a flave to limit. Cre. They say, all lovers swear more performance
fears have eyes.
than they are able; and yet reserve an ability, that they never perform: vowing more than the perfe&ion of ten, and discharging less than the tenth part of one. They that have the voice of lions, and the ad of hares, are they not monstrous ?
Troi. Are there such ? such are not we; praise us as we are tasted, allow us as we prove: our head lhall go
bare, till merit crown it; no perfe&tion in reverlion shall have a praise in present; we will not name desert before his birth, and, being born, his addition shall be humble; few words to fair truth. Troilus shall be such to Cressida, as what envy can say worst, shall be a mock for his truth; and what truth can speak frueft, not truer than Troilus.
Cre. Will you walk in, my lord ?
S CE NE V.
Enter Pandarus. Pan. HAT hlushing ftill? have you not donc
talking yet ? Cre. Well, uncle, what folly I commit, I dedicate
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.
Troi. 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, trough they be long, ere they are wood, they are constant, being won; they are burrs, I can tell you, they'll stick where they are thrown. Cre. Boldness comes to me now, and brings me
heart : Prince Troilus, I have lov'd you night and day, For many weary months.
Troi. Why was my Cressid tlien so hard to win ? Cre. Hard lo fecm won: but I was won, my lord, Vol. IX.
With the first glance that ever-pardon me-
[Kissing. Pan. Pretty, i'faith.
Cre. My lord, I do beseech you, pardon me;
Troi. Your leave, sweet Crasid?
Cre. Let me go try :
you: But an unkind self, that itself will leave, To be another's fool.
wit ? I would be gone: I speak, I know not what. Troi. Well know they what they speak, that speak
so wisely. Cre. Perchance, my lord, I shew more craft than love,
Where is my