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Pan. Himself? alas, poor Troilus ! I would he wereó
Cre. So he is.
Pan, 'Condition I had gone bare-foot to India.
Cre. He is not Hector.

Pan. Himself? no, he's not himself; 'would he were himself! Well, the gods are above; time must friend, or end; well, Troilus, well, I would my heart were in her body! -No, Hector is not a better man than. Troilus.

Cre. Excuse me,
Pan. He is elder.
Cre, Pardon me, pardon me.

Pan. Th? other's not come to't; you shall tell me another tale, when th' other's coine to't. Hector shall not have his wit this

year.
Gre. He hall not need it if he have his own.
Pan. Nor his qualities. .
Cre No matter.
Pan Nor his beauty.
Cre., 'Twould not become him, his own's better.

Pan. You have no judgment, niece Helen herself swore th’other day, that Troilus for a brown favour, (for so 'tis, I must confels), not brown neither

Cre. No, but brown.
Pan 'Faith, to say truth, brown and not brown. -
Gre. To say the truth, true and not true.
Pan. She prais'd his complexion above Paris.
Gre. Why, Paris bath colour enough.
Pan. So he has.

Cre. Then Troilus should have too much; it the prais'd him above, his complexion is higher than his; he having colour enough, and the other higher, is too · flaming a praise for a good complexion. I had as lieve Helen's golden tongue had tommended Troilus for a . copper-nose.

Pan, I swear to you, I think Helen loves him better -than Paris,

Cre, Then she's a merry Greek indeed.

Pani Nay, I am sure she does. . She came to him? th other day into the compass-window; and, you know, , he has not passéd three or four bairs on his chin, .

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Cre. Indeed a tapsler's arithmetic may soon bring his particulars therein to a total.

Pan. Why, he is very young; and yet will he within three pound lift as much as his brother Hector,

Cre. Is he fo young a man, and so old a lifter? -
Pan. But to prove to you that Helen loves him,

she. came, and puts me her white hand to his cloven chio.

Gre. Juno, have mercy! how came it cloven ?

Pan Why, you know, 'tis dimpled I think his smi.. ling becomes him better than any man in all Phrygia..

Gre. Oh, he smiles valiantly.
Pan. Does he not?
Gre. O yes, an' 'twere a cloud in autumn.

Pan. Why, go to then but to prove to you that Helen loves Troilus

Gre, Troilus will stand to the proof, if you'll prove it fo.

Pan. Troilus? why, he esteems her no more than I esteem an addle egg:

Cre. If you love an addle egg as well as you love an idle head, you would eat chickens i' th’ shell.

Pan. I cannot chule but laugh to think how the tice kled his chin; indeed she has a marvellous white hand, I must needs confess.

Gre. Without the rack.

Pan. And the takes upon her to spy a white hair onhis chin.

Cre, Alas, poor chin ! many a wart is richer.

Pan. But there was such laughing. Cueen Hecuba . laugh'd that her eyes run o'er.

Cre With milftones.
Pan. And Cassandra laugh'd.

Gre But there was more temperate fire under the pot of her eyes · did her-eyes run o'er too?

Pan.' And Hector laugh'd.
Gre. At what was all this laughing?

Pan. Marry, at the white hair that Helen spied on
Troilus's chin.
Cre, An't had

a green hair, I fhould have laugh'd tro.

Pan. They laugh'd not so much at the hair, as at bis pretty aniwer.

Gre, What was his answer?

Pan. Quoth the, Here's but one and fifty hairs on your chin, and one of them is white.

Gre. This is her question.

Pan. That's true, take'no question of that, One and fifty hairs, quoth he, and one white; that white hair is my father, and all the rest are his fons. Jupiter! quoth she, which of these hairs is Paris, my husband? The forked one, quoth he ; pluck it out, and give it him. But there was sach laughing, and Helen fo blush'd, and Paris so chaf'd, and all the rest fo laugh’d, that it past.

Cre. So let it now, for it has been a great while going by.

Pan. Well, cousin, I told you a thing yesterday; think on't.

Cre. So I do.

Pan. I'll be sworn, 'tis true; he will weep you, an 'twere a man born in April.

[Sound a retreat. Cre. And I'll spring up in his tears, au ’t were a nettle against May.

Pan, Hark, they are coming from the field; fhall we ftand up here, and see them as they pass towards. Ilium ? Good niece, do; sweet niece, Crellida,

Cre. At your pleasure,

Pan. Here, here, here's an excellent place, here we may fee most bravely; I'll tell you them all by their names as they pass by ; but mark Troilus above the rest,

Æneas palles over the flage.
Cre. Speak not so loud,

Pan. That's Æneas ; is not that a brave man? he' one of the flowers of Troy, I can tell you : but mark, Troilus,

you

shall see anon, Gre, Who's that?

Antenor pases over the stage. Pan. That's Antenor ; he has a shrewd wit, I can tell you, and he's a man good enough; he's one o'th'found. eft judgment in Troy whosoever, and a proper man of person. When comes Troilus ? I'll shew you' Troilus anon ; if he fee me, you shall see him nod at me.

Cre. Will he give you the nod ?

Pan. You shall see.
Cre, If he do, the mich shall have more.

Hector palles over. Pan. That's Hector, that, that, look you, that: there's a fellow ! go thy way, Hector; there's a bcaveman, niece: o brave Hector ! look how he looks ! there's a countenance! is't not a brave man?

Cre, o brave man !

Pan. Is he not? It does a man's heart good, look you, what backs are on bis helmet, look you yon: der, do you see? look you there! there's no jesting; there's laying on, take't off who will, as they say, there be backs. Gre, Be those with swords ?

Paris pales over. Pan. Swords, any thing, be cares not, an' the devil come to him, 'tis ali one; by godflid, it does one's heart good. Yonder comes Paris, yonder comes Paris : look. ye yonder, niece, is't not a gallant man too, is't not? why, this is brave now : who faid he came home hurt. to day? he's not hurt : why, this will do Helen's. heart good now, ha ? 'Would I could see Troilus now.!. you shall see Troilus anon. Cre, Who's that ?

Helenus pafes over. Pan. That's Helenus. I marvel where Troilus is ;; that's Helenus I think he went not forth to-day;: that's Helepus.

Cre, Can Helenus fight, uncle ? :

Pan. Helenus, no-yes, he'll fight indifferent wellI marvel where. Troilus is ? hark, do you not hear the: people cry Troilus? Helenus is a prieit. Cre, what sneaking fellow comes yonder?

Troilus palles over. Pan. Where! yonder ? that's Deiphobus. 'Tis Troilus! there's a man, nièce--hem-brave Troilus.!! the prince of chivalry!

Cre, Peace, for shame, peace. .

Pan. Mark him, note him: 0 brave Troilus ! look well upon him, niece, look you how his sword is bloodi. ed, and his helm more hack'd than Hector's, and how he looks, and how he goes! O admirable youth ! he De'er saw three and twenty. Go thy way, Troilus, go thy way; had I a sister were a grace, or a daughter a goddess, he should take his choice. O admirable man! Paris ? - Paris is dirt to him; and, I.warrant, Helex to change would give money to boot.

Enter common Soldiers. Cre, Here come more.

Pan. Affes, fools, dolts, chaff and bran, chaff and bran; porridge after meat. I could live and die i'th' eyes of Troilus. Ne’er look, ne'er look; the eagles are gone ; crows and daws, crows and daws, I had rather be such a man as Troilus, than Agamemnon and all Greece.

Gre. There is among the Greeks Achilles, a better man than Troilus.

Pan. Achilles ? a dray-man, a porter, a very camel. Gre. Well, well.

Pan. Well, well -why, have you any discretion ? have you any eyes? do you know what a man is?, is not birth, beauty, good fhape, discourse, manhood, learning, gentleness, virtue, youth, liberality, and to forth, the spice and fast that seasons a man?

Cre, Ay, a minc'd man; and then to be bak'd with no date in the pye, for then the man's date is out.

Pan. You are such another woman, one knows not at what ward

you

lie. Gre. Upon my back, to defend my belly ; upon my wit, to defend my wiles; upon my fecrecy, to defend mine honesty ; m'y malk, to defend my beauty; and you to defend all these; and at all these wards i lie, at a thousand watches,

Pan. Say one of your watches.

Grę. Nay, I'll watch you for that, and that's one of the chiefelt of them too; if I cannot ward what I would not have hit, I can watch you for telling how I took the blow; unless it fwell past hiding, and then it is pafts watching,

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