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out fear. To fear the worst, oft cures the worse.

Troi. O let my lady apprehend no fear ; in all Cupid's pageant there is presented no moniter.

Cre. Nor nothing inonitrous neither?

Troi. Nothing but our undertakings; when we vow to weep seas, live in fire, eat rocks, tamne tygers; thinking it barder for our mistress to devise impofition enough, than for us to undergo any difficulty impoled. This is the monstrosity in love, Lady, that the wil is in inite, and the execurion confind; that the desire is boundless, and the act a slave to Liinit.

Cre. They fay all lovers (wear more performance than they are able; and yet reserve an ability, that they never perform: vawing more than the perfection of ten, and discharging less than the tenth part of one. They that have the voice of lions, and the act of hareş, are they not monsters?

Troj Are there fuch? such are not we. Praise us as we are tasted, allow us as we prove : our head fall go bare 'till merit crown it; no perfection in feverlion (hall have a praile in prelent; we will not Dame delert before his birth, and, being born, his. audition shall be humble ; few words to fair faith. Troilus shall be such to Cretliua, as what envy can fav worst, shall be a inock for his truth , and wbar truth can speak truest, not truer than Troilus.)

Cre, Will you walk in, my Lord?

SC E N E.

Enter Pandarus.
Pak. What, blusing still? Have you not done
talking yet?

Cr: Well, uncle, what folly I commit I dedicate
you.,
Pan. I thank

if my Lord get a boy of you, you'll give him me. Be true to my Lord;

he finch, chide ine for it.
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. Tou know now your hostages ; your unch's
word and my firnin faith
Parr. Nay, I'll give my word for her too, eurits

you

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dred, though they be long ere ihey are woo'd, they are constant, being won They are burrs, I can tell you, they'll stick where they are thrown. Cre Boldnes comes to me now, and brings me

heart. Prince Troilus, I have lov'd you night and day, For many weary monils.

Trok. Why was my Cresid then so hard to win?

Cre. Hardio leem won; but I was won, my Lord, With the first glance that ever- Pardon me If I confefs much, you will play the tyrant. I love you now, bu: not till 110w so much But I might master it- in faith I lic My thoughts were, like urbridled children, grown. Too head trong for their mother See, we fools! Wlay have I blabb'd? who shall be true to us, When we are so unft dret to ourselves? But though I lov'd you well, I woo'd you not;: And yei, good falili, I willi'd myself a man, Or that we wonnen had men's privilege Of speaking first Sweet, bid me hold my tongue; For in this rapiure I Mall surely speak The thing I fhall repent. See, see, your filence, . Cunning in dumbness, from my weakness draws My very foul of counlel. Siop my mouth.

Troi And all, albeir sweet music illues thence. Pan. Preity, i'faith.

Cre. My Lori', I do beseech you, pardon ine;
'Twas not my purpose this in beg a kils
La alhamd; --Ubeat 'ns," what have I done?
For ihis time will I take-my leave, my Lord.

Troi. Your lea' e, fiveet Crellid?
Pan. Itale! an you take leave till to-morrow

orning-
Cre. Prav you content you.
Tri. Wlai offends yoli, Lady ?
Cre. Sir, nine own company
Troi. You canno: thun jourlelf.

Cre. Let me go and try.
Ila e a kind of leif resides with vou :
Brit an unkind leff hat "felf will leare,
To be another's fool. Where is my wit?

I would be gone. I speak I know not what.
"Troi. Well know they what they speak that speak

so wisely,
Cre. Perchance, my Lord, I shew more craft than
And fell fo roundly to a large confeflion, [ [love,
To angle for your thoughts

: but you are wile,
Or else you love not; to be wise and love,
Exceeds man's might, that dwells with gods abovca.

Troi. O that I thought it could be in a yoman,
As, if it can, I will presume in you,
To feed for ay her lamp and flames of love,
To keep her conttancy in plight and youth
Out-living beauties outward, with a mind
That doth renew fwifter than blood decays !
Or that persualion 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 fimplicity,
And fimpler than the infancy of Truth.

Gre. In that I'll war with you.

Troi. O virtuous fight !
When Right with Right wars who shall be moft right..
True fwains in love shall in the world to come
Approve their truilis by Troilus; when thcirrhymes
Full of protest, of oath, and big compare,
Want fimilies: Truth, tir'd 'with iteration,
As true as feel, as plantage * to the moon,
As sun to day, as turtle to her mate,
As iron to adamant, as earth to th' centre;
Yet after all comparisons of truth,
AŚ Truth's authentic author to be cited to
As true as Troilus, shall crown up the verse,
And sanctify the numbers.

Cre. Prophet may you be !
If I be false, or swerve a hair from truth,

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as foodage to the moon. Revisal. + Troilus, says he, shall crown the verse, as a man to be cited as the authentic author of truth, as one whose grotestations were irue to a proverb. Johnjes.

When Time is old and bath forgot itself,
When water-drops have worn the itones of Troy,
And blind Oblivion swallow'd cities up,
And nigbiy ftates characterlels are grated
To dutty Nothing; yet le Meinory,
From false to falie, among falie maids in love,
Upbraid my fallebood! when they've said, as false
As air, as water, as wind, as sandy earth,
As fox to lamb, as wolf to heifer's calf,
Pard to the hind, or step-dame to her. ton;
Yea, let them fav, to trick the heart of faliehood,
As falle as Cretiid

Pan. Go to, a bargain made. Seal it, seal it, l'!! be the witness. Here i hold your hand; bere my cousin's. If ever you prove fulle to one another, since I have taken such pains to bring you 10gethery. let ali pitiful goers-between be call' io the world's end afier my name ; call them als Panders. Let all inconstant men be Troilus's, all falle women. Grejida's, and all brokers between Purders. Say, Amen,

Ttoi. Amen!
Cre. Amen!

Puu. Amen. Whereupon I will new you a bedchainber ; which bed, because it shall not speak of your pretty encounters, press it to death. Away. And Cupid grant all tongue-ty'd maidens here, Bed, chamber, and Pandar to provide this geer!

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S CE N E VI.

Changes to the Grecian Camp.
Enter Agamemnon, Ulysses, Diomedes, Neftor, Ajax,

Menelaus, and Calchas.
Cal. Now, Princes, for the service I have done you,
Th' advantage of the time prompts me aloud
To call for recompence.. Appear it to your mind
That, tbrough the right I bear in things, to Jove
I have abandon'd Troy, left my poflellion,
Incurr'd a traitor's name, expos’d mylelta..

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From certain and poffess'd conveniences,
To doubtful fortunes; fequeftring from me all.
That time, acquaintance, cufton, and condition,
Made iame and most familiar to iny nature;
And here, to do you service, am become
As new into the world, strange, unacquainted.
I do beseech you, as in way of taste,
To give me now a little benefit,
Out of those many registred in promise,
Which, you say, live to come in my behalf.
Agam. What wouldst thou of us, Trojans? make

demand.
i Col. You have a Trojan prisoner, call'd Antenor's
Yesterday took: Troy holds him very dear.
Oft have you, often have you, thanks therefore,
Desir'd my Crellid in right-great exchange,
Whom Troy hath ftill deny'd; but this Antenor,
I know, is fuch a wrest in their affairs,
That their negotiations all must sack,
Wanting his manage, and they will almost
Give us a prince o'th' blood, a son of Priam,
In change of himn. Let him be sent, great Princes,
And he shall buy my daughter, and lier presence
Shall quite strike off all lervice I have done,
In moit accepted pain *.

Agout. Let Diomedes bear him,
And bring us Crellid hither ; Calchas shall have
What he requests of us. Good Diomede,
Furnith you fairly for this interchange ;
Withal, bring word, if Hector will to-morrow
Be answer'd in his challenge." Ajax is ready.

Dio This thall I undertake, and 'tis a burden Which I am proud to bear.

S CE N E VII.
Enter Achilles and Patroclus before their tent.
Ulif Achilles stands i'th' entrance of his tent;
Please it our General 10 país strangely by him,

Her presence, says Calchas, shall frike off, or recome perce the fervice I have done, even in the e la bours which were most accepted. Johnson.

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