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To be another's fool. I would be gone:
To angle for your thoughts: But you are wise;
Tro. O, that I thought it could be in a woman
Cres. In that I'll war with you.
O virtuous fight,
+ Met with and equalled.
Prophet may you be! If I be false, or swerve a hair from truth, When time is old and hath forgot itself, When water drops have worn the stones of Troy, Aud blind oblivion swallow'd cities up, And mighty states characterless are grated To dusty nothing; yet let memory, From false to false, among false maids in love, Upbraid my falsehood! when they have said-as
false As air, as water, wind, or sandy earth, As fox to lamb, as wolf to beifer's calf, Pard to the hind, or stepdame to her son ; Yea, let theni say, to stick the heart of falsehood, As false as Cressid.
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 inconstant men be Troiluses, all false women Cres. sids, and all brokers-between Pandars! say, amen.
Tro. Amen. Cres. Amen.
Pan. Amen. Whereupon I will show you a cham. ber and a bed, which bed, because it shall not speak of your pretty encounters, press it to death: away.
And Cupid grant all tongue-tied maidens here,
The Grecian camp.
Enter Agamemnon, Ulysses, Diomedes, Nestor,
Ajax, Menelaus, and Calchas.
Cal. Now, princes, for the service I have done
you, The advantage of the time prompts me aloud To call for recompense. Appear it to your mind, That, through the sight I bear in things, to Jove I have abandon's Troy, left my possession, Incurr'd a traitor's name; expos'd myself, From certain and possess'd conveniences, To doubtful fortunes ; séquest'ring from me all That time, acquaintance, custom, and condition, Made tame and most familiar to my nature; And here, to do you service, am become As new into the world, strange, unacquainted: I do beseech you, as in way of taste, To give me now a little benefit, Out of those many register'd in promise, Which, you say, live to come in my behalf. Agam. What would'st thou of us, Trojan ? make
demand. Cal. You have a Trojan prisoner, call's Antenor, Yesterday took; Troy holds him very dear. . Oft have you (often have you thanks therefore), Desir'd my Cressid in right great exchange, Whom Troy hath still denied : But this Antenor, I know, is such a wrest* in their affairs, That their negotiatiops all must slack, Wanting bis manage; and they will almost Give us a prince of blood, a son of Priam,
• An instrument for tuning harps, &c.
In change of him : let him be sent, great princes,
Let Diomedes bear him,
Dio. This shall I undertake; and 'tis a burden
(Ereunt Diomedes and Calchas.
Enter Achilles and Patroclus, before their tent.
Ulyss. Achilles stands i'the entrance of his tent:
Agam. We'll execute your purpose, and put on
Achil. What, comes the general to speak with me? You know my mind, I'll fight no more 'gainst Troy.
Agam. What says Achilles? would he aught with
Nest. Would you, my lord, aught with the gene
ral ? Achil.
No. Nest. Nothing, my lord. Agam.
The better. [Exeunt Agamemnon and Nestor. Achil.
Good day, good day. Men. How do you ? how do you?
(Exit Menelaus, Achil.
What, does the cuckold scorn me? Ajax. How now, Patroclus? Achil.
Good morrow, Ajax. Ajar.
Ha? Achil. Good morrow. Ajax.
Ay, and good next day too.
(Exit Ajax. Achil. What mean these fellows? Kuow they
not Achilles ? Patr. They pass by strangely: they were us'd to
Achil. What, am I poor of late ?