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Enter Troilus and Ulysses, after them Thersites.
Ulyil. Stand where the torch may not discover us.

Enter Creflida.
Troi, Cressida come forth to him ?
Dio. How now, my charge ?
Cre. Now, my sweet guardian; hark, a work with
you.

[Whispers.
Troi. Yea, fo familiar?
Uly. She will fing to any man at first sight.

Ther. And any man may sing to her, if he can take her cliff. She's noted.

Dio. Will you remember?
Cre. Remember? yes.

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

Troi. What should she remember?
Uly. Liit,
Cre. Sweet honey Greek, tempt me no more to folly,
Ther. Roguery
Dio. Nay, then-
Gre. I'll tell you w!:at.
Dio, Pho! pho! come, tell a pin, you are a for)

sworn
Gre. In faich, I can't : what would you have me do?
Ther, .s juggling trick, to be fecretly open.
Dis. What did you swear you would beltow on me?

lie. I prythee, do not hold me to mine oath, Bid me do any thing but that, sweet Greek,

Dio. Good night.
Troi. Hold, patience
Uly/ How now, Trojan?
Cre. Diomede,
Dio. No, no, good night: I'll be your
Troi. 'i hy better mult,
Gre. Hark, one word in your ear.
Troi, Oplague and madness!

Ulys, You are mov'd, Prince ; let us depart, I pray Left your displeasure should enlarge itself

[you. To wrathful terms; this place is dangerous; The time right deadly : I beseech you go..

fool no more.

[go?

Tro. Behold, I pray you

Uh]. Gooj my Lord, go of:
You fly to great distraction : come, my Lord.

Troi. I pr ythee, Itay,
UW. You have not patience ; come.

Trii. I pay you stay; by hell, and by hell's torments, I will not fpeak a word.

Din. And so good night.
Cre. Nay, but you part in anger :

?
Troi: Dothihat grieve thee? Q wither'd truthi
L'97. Why, how now, Lord ?
7,0. By Jove, I will be patient.
Cre. Guardian, -

- why Greekad Die Pho, pho, adieu ! you palter. Cre. In faith i do pot : come hitber once again.

Uly. You shake, my Lord, at something; will you You will break out ?

710i, She trokes his cheek Unh. Come, come.

Troi. Aay, stay ; by Jove, I will not speak a word. There is between my will and all offences A guard of patience : Ray a little while.

her. How the devil luxury with his fat rump and petalo finger tickles these together ! fry, lechery, fry!-

Dio, But will you then?
Gre, in faith I will, la; Aever trust me elle.
Dio. Give me some token for the surely of it.
Cre, I'd fetch you one.

[Exil U97. You have sworn patience,

Troi. Fear me not, tweet Lord,
I will not be myself, nor have cognition
Of what I feel . I am all patience.
SCENE

Re enter Creffiua,
Ther. Now the pledge; now, now, now.
Cre. Here, biomede, keep this Deeve,
Troi 0 beauty! where's thy faith?
Ul;f. My Lord,
Troi I will be patient, outwardly, I will.

Gre. You look upon that sleeve; behold it well :-
He loy'd me:-- Lo false wench !...Giv't me again,

Dio. Whofę was't ?
Gre. It is no matter, riow I have't again,

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I will not meet with you to-morrow night:
I proythee, Diomede, visit me no more.

Ther. Now she sharpens: well said, whetstone.
Dio. I shall have it.
Gre. What, this?
Dio. Ay, that.

Gre. O all ye gods ! - pretty, pretty pledge;
Thy master now lies thinking in his bed
Of Thee and me, and fighs, and takes my glove,
And gives memorial dainty kisses to it :
As I kiss thee.

[Diomedes snatches the secue.'' Nay, do not snatch it from me: He that takes that, must take my heart withal.

Dio. I had your heart before, this follows it.
Troi. I did swear patience..

Cre. You shall not have it, Diomede : 'faith, you: I'll give you fomething else.

[thall not : Dio. I will have this: whose was it? Cre. 'Tis no matter. Dio. Come, tell me whose it was ! Cre. 'Twas one that lov'd me better than

you

will.. But, now you have it, take it. -Dio. Whose was it?

Gre. By all Diana's waiting-women yonder, And by herself, I will not tell

you

whole. Dio. Tomorrow wil! I wear it on my helm, And grieve his spirit that dares not challenge it.

Troi. Wert thou the devil, and wor'lt it on thy horn," : It Thould be challeng’d.

Cre. Well, well, 'tis done, 'tis palt; and yet it is I will not keep my word.

[notDio. Why then, farewel. Thou never shalt nock Diomede again.

Cre. You shall not go; one cannot speak a word, , But it straight Itarts you.

Dio. I do not like this fooling.

Ther. Nor I, by Pluto : but that that likes not you, : , pleases me belt.

Dio. What, shall I come? the hour?..

Gre. Ay, come:-- 0 Jove !do, come :
I shall be plagued.
Dio. Farewel till then..

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Cre. Good night : 1 prythee come. Troilus, farewel; one eye yet locks on thee. But with my heart the other eye doth see. Ah, poor our fex! this fault in us I find, The crror of cur eye directs our mind. What error leads, must err: 0 then conclude, Minds rivay'd by eyes are full of turpitude. [Exit.

SCE N E v.
Thor. A proof of strength she could not publish more;
Unless the day, My mind is now turn'd whore,

UI/ All's done, my Lord.
Troi It is.
Uly Why Itay we then?

Troi. To make a recordation to my soul,
Of every syllable that here was spoke:
Bar if I tell how these two did co-act,
Shall I not lye in publilbing a truth?
Sith yet there is a credence in my heart,
An efperance so obftinately strong,
That doth invert th' attelt of eyes and ears;
As if thote orgins had deceptious functious,
Created only to calumniate.
Was Crefil here?
V!;8"

. I cannot conjure, Trojan..
Troi. She was not, sure..
UIN. Most fure she was,
Froi. Why, my.negation hath no taste of madnessa
Uisl. Nor mine, my Lord : Crellid was here but now..

Proi, Let it not be believ'd for womanhood ! Think, we had mothers; do not give advantage To stubborn critics, apt, without a theme For depravation, to square all the sex By Crufild's rule. Rather think, this not Creffid. Ul. What hath fhę done, Prince, that can soil our

mothers ? Troi. Nothing at all, unless that this was she. Ther. Will he swagger himself out of his own eyes?.

Troi. This she? no, this is Diomede's Crellida.
If beauty have a soul, this is not the :
If souls guide vows, if vows are fan&imony,,
It mucony be the gods' delights,

If there be rule in unity itself,
This is not sne. O madness of discourse !
That cause sets up with and against thyiell!
Bi-fold authority! where realou can revoit
Without perdition, and lots * aflume all reason
Without revolt. This is, and is not Crellis,
Within my soul there doth coinmence a fight
of this strange nature, that a thing inteparate
Divides far wider than the sky and earth;
And yet the spacious breadth of this division
Admits no orifice for a point, as sub:le.
As flight Arachne's broken woof to enter.
Instance, o instance, strong as Pluto's gates!
€reflid is mine, tied with the bonds of Heav'n;.
Instance, instance, strong as heav'n itself!
The bonds of heav'n are flipp'd, dissolv'd, and loos’d;
And with another knot five-fioger-tied,
The fractions of her faith, orts of her love,
The fragments, scraps, the bits, and greasy relics
Of her o'er eaten faith, are bound to Diomede.

Uly/. May worthy Troilus be half attach'd
With that which here his pastion does express ?

Troi. Ay, Greck, and that shall be divulged well, In characters, as red as Mars his heart Inflam'd with Venus--ne'er did young man fancy With-so eternal, and so fix'd a foulHark, Greek, as much as I do Creflid love, So much by weight hate 1 her Diomede. Thar fi:eve is mine that he'll bear in his helma Were it a cask compos'd by Vulcan’s-skil, My tword should bite it : not the dreadful spout Which shipmen do the hurricano call, Conttring'd in mass by the almighty fun, Shall dizzy, with more clamour Neptune's car In his deicent, than shall my prompted sword Falling on Diomede.

Ther. He'll tickle it for his concupy.

Troj. o Crellid ! 0 false Cressid ! false, false, false I Let all untruths stand by thy Itained name, And they'll teein glorious.

perdition and loss are bo:h used in the very fame, sense, and ebat: an odd one, to lignity, uiscafornleness.

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