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Injurious time now, with a robber's haste,
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
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 nightly visitation.
O heavens! be true again?
O heavens! you love me not.
Cres. Do you think I will ?
Come, kiss; and let us part.
Good brother, come you hither;
Tro. Who, I? alas, it is my vice, my fault:
* Highly accomplished.
t A dance..
Wbilst some with cunning gild their copper crowns,
Enter Æneas, Paris, Antenor, Deiphobus, and
Fair lady Cressid,
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 lustf: 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,
This brave shall oft make thee to hide thy head.
The Grecian camp. Lists set out.
Enter Ajax armed ; Agamemnon, Achilles, Patro
cius, Menelaus, Ulysses, Nestor, and others. Agam. Here art thou in appointment* fresha and
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:
Ulyss. O deadly gall, and theme of all our scorps! For which we lose our heads, to gild his horns.
Patr. The first was Menelaus' kiss ;-this, mine: Patroclus kisses you. Men.
0, this is trim! Patr. Paris, and I, kiss evermore for bim. 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.