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Troi. O Cressida, how often have I wish'd me thus !

Cre. Wilh'd, my lord ? --The gods grant !- my lord !

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. Moré dregs than water, if my fears have

eyes. Troi. Fears make devils of cherubims; they never see truly.

Cre. Blind fear, that seeing reason leads, finds safer footing than blind reason ftumbling without fear : To fear the worst, oft cures the worst.

Troi. O, let my lady apprehend no fear: in all Cupid's pageant there is presented 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 imposition 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 Nave to limit.

Cre. They say, all lovers swear more performance than they are able, and yet reserve an ability that they never perform ; vowing more than the perfection of ten, and discharging less chan the tenth part of one. They that have the voice of lions, and the act of hares, are they not monsters?

Troi. Are there such ? such are not we: Praise us as we are tasted, allow us as we prove; our head shall go bare, 'till merit crown it: no perfection in reversion shall have a praise in present: we will not name desert, before

* 100 curious dreg]-minute earthy particle.


his birth; and, being born, 2 his addition shall be humble. Few words to fair faith : Troilus shall be such to Cressid, as what envy can say worst, shall be * a mock for his truth; and what truth can speak truest, not truer than Troilus. Cre. Will you walk in, my lord ?

Re-enter Pandarus. Pan. What, blushing still ? have you not done talking



Cre. 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 finch, 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, though they be long ere they are woo'd, 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 then so hard to win?

Cre. Hard to seem won; but I was won, my lord,
With the first glance that ever-Pardon me ;-
If I confess much, you will play the tyrant.
I love you now; but not, 'till now, so much

z bis addition shall be bumble. ]-we'll give him no pompous titles.

a a mock for]—but a groundless attack upon, a mere mockery of his truth; shall not be able to impeach it. they are burrs,]—“ I am a kind of burr, I fall dick." MEASURE FOR MEASURE, Vol. I. p. 346. Lucio.


But I might master it :-in faith, I lye;
My thoughts were like unbridled children, grown
Too headstrong for their mother : See, we fools!
Why have I blabb’d? who shall be true to us,
When we are so unsecret to ourselves?
But, though I lov'd you well, I woo'd you not;
And yet, good faith, I wish'd myself a man;
Or, that we women had men's privilege
Of speaking first. Sweet, bid me hold my tongue;
For, in this rapture, I shall surely speak
The thing I Mall repent. See, see, your silence,
Cunning in dumbness, from


weakness draws My very soul of counsel : Stop my mouth.

Troi. And shall, albeit sweet musick issues thence.
Pan. Pretty, i'faith.

Cre. My lord, I do beseech you, pardon me;
'Twas not my purpose, thus to beg a kiss :
I am alham'd ;-O heavens! what have I done?
For this time will I take my leave, my lord.

Troi. Your leave, sweet Cressid ?

Pan. Leave! an you take leave 'till to morrow morning,

Cre. Pray you, content you.
Troi. What offends you, lady?
Cre. Sir, mine own company.
Troi. You cannot fhun yourself.

Cre. Let me go
I have a kind of self resides with you;
But an unkind self, that itself will leave,
To be another's fool. I would be gone :
Where is my wit ? I speak I know not what.

Troi. Well know they what they speak, that speak fo wisely.

Cre. Perchance, my lord, I shew more craft than love;


and try :

And fell fo roundly to a large confeflion,
To angle for your thoughts: But you are wise ;
• Or else you love not; For to be wise, and love,
Exceeds man's might ; that dwells with gods above.

Troi. O, that I thought it could be in a woman,
(As, if it can, I will presume in you)
To feed for aye her lamp and flames of love;
To keep her constancy ' in plight and youth,
Out-living beauties outward, with a mind
That doth renew swifter than blood decays !
Or, that perfuafion could but thus convince me,-
That my integrity and truth to you
Might be affronted with the match and weight
Of such a winnow'd purity in love ;
How were I then uplifted! but, alas,
I am as true as truth's simplicity,
And simpler than & the infancy of truth.

Cre. In that I'll war with you.

Troi. O virtuous fight, When right with right wars who shall be moft right! True swains in love shall, in the world to come, Approve their truths by Troilus : when their rhymes, Full of protest, of oath, and big compare, Want fimilies of truth, tir'd with iteration, As true . as steel, as plantage to the moon, As sun to day, as turtle to her mate,

c And then you.


d in plight and youth,)-plighted in her youth, rencev jeifter than blood decays ! ]-its attachment faster than appetite weakens it.

be affronted]-be met and equalled. & the infancy of truth.]-ere it had learnt worldly policy.

with iteration,)—with repeating the following vouchers.

as feel, as plantage to the moon,]as the mirror, which reflects faithfully every object that is placed before-the next words allude to the moon's supposed influence on the production and growth of plants, &c.



Asiron to * adamant, as earth to the center,
Yet, after all comparisons of truth,
As cruth's authentic author to be cited,
As true as Troilus shall crown up the verse,
And fanctify the numbers.

Cre. 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,
And blind oblivion swallow'd cities

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 heifer's calf,
Pard to the hind, or step-dame to her son ;
Yea, let them say, to stick the heart of falfhood,
As false as Cressid.

Pen. 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 to one 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

Troilus's, all false women Cressids, and all brokersbetween Pandars! fay, amen.

Troộ. Amen.
Cre. Amen.
Pan. Amen. Whereupon I will shew you a chamber,

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adamant, ]-the magnet.

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