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Cres. Now, my sweet guardian!—Hark! a word

with you.

Troi. Yea, so familiar!

[whispers.

Ulys. She will sing any man at first sight.

Ther. And any man may sing her, if he can take her cliff: 1 she's noted.

Dio. Will you remember?

Cres. Remember? yes.

Dio. Nay, but do then; and let your mind be coupled with your words.

Troi. What should she remember?

Ulys. List!

Cres. Sweet honey Greek, tempt me no more to

folly.

Ther. Roguery!

Dio. Nay, then,

Cres.

I'll tell you what:-
:-

Dio. Pho! pho! come, tell a pin: you are for

sworn.

Cres. In faith, I cannot: what would you have me do?

Ther. A juggling trick, to be-secretly open. Dio. What did you swear you would bestow on me? Cres. I pr'ythee, do not hold me to mine oath : Bid me do any thing but that, sweet Greek.

Dio. Good night.

Troi.

Ulys.

Hold, patience!

How now, Trojan?

1 Key note.

Cres.

Diomed,

Dio. No, no, good night: I'll be your fool no

more.

Troi. Thy better must.

Cres.

Hark, one word in your ear.

Troi. O plague and madness!

Ulys. You are moved, prince: let us depart, I

pray you,

Lest your displeasure should enlarge itself

To wrathful terms: this place is dangerous;
The time right deadly: I beseech you, go.
Troi. Behold, I pray you!

Ulys.

You flow to great destruction; come, my lord.

Now, good my lord, go off:

You have not patience; come.

Troi. I pr'ythee, stay.

Ulys.

Troi. I pray you, stay; by hell, and all hell's tor

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Dio. Pho, pho! adieu; you palter.1

SHAK.

1 Shuffle, behave with duplicity.

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Cres. In faith, I do not: come hither once

again.

Ulys. You shake, my lord, at something: will

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Troi. Nay, stay; by Jove, I will not speak a

word:

There is between my will and all offences
A guard of patience :-stay a little while.

Ther. How the devil luxury, with his fat rump and potatoe finger, tickles these together! Fry, lechery, fry!

Dio. But will you then?

Cres. In faith, I will, la; never trust me else.

Dio. Give me some token for the surety of it. Cres. I'll fetch you one.

Ulys. You have sworn patience.

Troi.

[Exit.

Fear me not, my lord;

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I will not be myself, nor have cognition 1
Of what I feel: I am all patience.

Re-enter CRESSIDA.

Ther. Now the pledge; now, now, now!
Cres. Here, Diomed, keep this sleeve.
Troi. O beauty! where 's thy faith?

Ulys.

1 Knowlege.

My lord,

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