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"Pan. I cannot choose but laugh, to think how the " tickľ'd his chin; indeed, fhe has a marvel's white hand, I muft needs confefs.

"Gre. Without the rack.

"Pan. And he takes upon her to spy a white hair "" on his chin:

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

Pan. But, there was fuch laughing.-Queen He"cuba laughed, that her eyes ran o'er:

"Cre. With milftones.

"Pan. And Caffandra laugh'd:

"Cre. But there was more temperate fire under the of her eyes. Did her eyes run o'er too? Pan. And Hector laugh'd:

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"Cre. At what was all this laughing?

"Pan. Marry, at the white hair that Helen spy'd on "Troilus' chin.

"Cre. An't had been a green hair, I should have "laugh'd too.

"Pan. They laugh'd not so much at the hair, as at "his pretty anfwer.

"Cre. What was his answer ?

"Pan. Quoth fhe, Here's but one and fifty hairs on 66 your chin, and one of them is white.

"Cre. This is her question.

"Pan. That's true; make no queftion of that. One "and fifty hairs, quoth he, and one white: That white "bair is my father, and all the rest are his fons. Jupiter! "quoth fhe, which of thefe hairs is Paris, my husband? "The forked one, quoth he; pluck't out and give it him. "But, there was fuch laughing! and Helen fo blush'd, "and Paris fo chaf'd, and all the reft fo laugh'd, that "it pafs'd.

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

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

"Cre. So I do.

"Pan. I'll be fworn, 'tis true; he will weep youan 'twere a man born in April.

"Cre. And I'll fpring up in his tears, an 'twere a "nettle against May. [Retreat beard. Pan. Hark, they are coming from the field: Shall we Land up here, and see them, as they pass toward Ilium ? good niece, do; fweet niece Greffida.

Cre. At your pleasure.

Pan. Here, here, here's an excellent place; here we may fee moft bravely: I'll tell you them all by their names, as they pass by; but mark Troilus above the rest. Flourish. Enter certain Troops, and pass over; Eneas with them.

Cré. Speak not fo loud.

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

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Pan. That's Antenor; he has a fhrewd wit, I can tell you; and he's man good enough: he's one o'th' foundest judgments in Troy, whofoever; and a proper man of perfon :-When comes Troilus ?-I'll fhew you Troilus anon; if he see me, you shall see him nod at me. Cre. Will he give you the nod?

Pan. You fhall fee.

Cre. If he do, the rich fhall have more.

Hector paffes over.

Pan. That's Hector, that, that, look you, that; There's a fellow !-Go thy way, Heor ;-There's a brave man, niece;-O brave Hector!-Look how he looks; there's a countenance; is't not a brave man ? Cre. O, a brave man.

Pan. Is a not? it does a man's heart good-Look you, what hacks are on his helmet? look you yonder, you fee? look you there: There's no jefting: laying on; take't off who will, as they say: there be hacks. Cre. Be thofe with fwords?

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Pan. Swords? any thing, he cares not; an the devil come to him, it's all one: By god's lid, it does one's heart good:-Yonder comes Paris, yonder comes Paris:

Paris paffes over.

Look ye yonder, niece; Is't not a gallant man too, is't not? Why, this is brave now. Who faid, he came

hurt home to-day? he's not hurt: why, this will do Helen's heart good now. Ha! 'would I could fee Troi

lus now!-you shall fee Troilus anor.

Helenus paffes over.

Cre. Who's that?

Pan. That's Helenus ;-Ï marvel, where Troilus is ;that's Helenus-I think, he went not forth to-day ;that's Helenus.

Gre. Can Helenus fight, uncle?

Pan. Helenus? no;-yes, he'll fight indifferent well; -I marvel, where Troilus is !-Hark; do you not hear the people cry, Troilus? Helenus is a priest.

Troilus paffes over.

Cre. What Ineaking fellow comes yonder?

Pan. Where? yonder? that's Deiphobus: 'Tis TroiJus! There's a man, niece!-hem!-Brave Troilus! the prince of chivalry!

Cre. Peace, for fhame, peace.

Pan. Mark him; note him;-0 brave Troilus!look well upon him, niece; look you, how his fword is bloody'd, and his helm more hack'd than Hector's ; And how he looks, and how he goes! O admirable youth!-he ne'er faw three and twenty. Go thy way, Troilus, go thy way; had I a fifter were a grace, or a daughter a goddefs, he fhould take his choice. Paris ? Paris is dirt to him; and, I warrant, Helen, to change, would give money to boot.

" Other Troops pass over.

"Cre. Here come more.

“Pan. Afses, fools, dolts; chaff and bran, chaff and "bran, porridge after meat. I could live and die i'the eyes of Troilus. Ne'er look, ne'er look; the eagles

*There is no doubt but Shakespeare meant Pandarus as a characof humour, but it is in a very peculiar ftile, and requires very exraordinary talents to perfonate him exact to the author's intention. VOL. VI.

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are gone; crows and daws, crows and daws, I had "rather be fuch a man as Troilus, than Agamemnon and all Greece.

"Cre. There is among the Greeks, Achilles; a better man than Troilus.

"Pan. Achilles? a drayman, a porter, a very camel. "Cre. 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 shape, discourse, manhood, "learning, gentleness, virtue, youth, liberality, and "fuch like, the fpice and falt that season 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's

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"Pan. You are fuch a woman! a man knows not at what ward you lye.

"Cre. Upon my back, to defend my belly; upon "my wit, to defend my wiles; upon my fecrecy, to defend mine honefty; my mafk, to defend my beauty; "and you, to defend all these and at all these wards "I lye, at a thousand watches.

"Pan. Say one of

your watches.

"Cre. Nay, I'll watch you for that; and that's one "of the chiefeft 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's past watching.

"Pan. You are fuch another!

"Enter Troilus's Boy.

"Boy. Sir, my lord would instantly speak with you. "Pan. Where?

Boy. At your own houfe; there he unarms him. "Pan. Good boy, tell him I come: [Exit Boy.] I doubt, he be hurt."-Fare ye well, good niece.

Cre. Adieu, uncle.

Pan. I'll be with you, niece, by and by.

Cre. To bring, uncle,

Pan. Ay, a token from Troilus.

[Exit.

Gre. By the fame token-you are a bawd.

Words,

Words, vows, gifts, tears, and love's full facrifice,
He offers in another's enterprize :

But more in Troilus thousand fold I fee,
Than in the glass of Pandar's praise may be ;
Yet hold I off. Women are angels, wooing;
Things won are done, joy's foul lies in the doing:
That the belov'd knows nought, that knows not this,-
Men prize the thing ungain'd more than it is:
That he was never yet, that ever knew
Love got fo fweet, as when defire did fue:
Therefore this maxim out of love I teach,-
Atchievement is, command; ungain'd, befeech:
Then though my heart's content firm love doth bear,
Nothing of that shall from mine eyes appear. [Exeunt.

SCENE III. The Grecian Camp. Before a Tent. Enter Agamemnon, Neftor, Ulyffes, Menelaus, and others.

Aga. Princes,

What grief hath fet this jaundice on your cheeks †?
The ample propofition, that hope makes

In all defigns begun on earth below,

Fails in the promis'd largenefs: checks and difafters
Grow in the veins of actions highest rear'd;
As knots, by the conflux of meeting fap,
Infect the found pine, and divert his grain
Tortive and errant from his course of growth.
Nor, princes, is it matter new to us,
That we come fhort of our suppose so far,
That, after seven years' fiege, yet Troy walls ftand;
Sith every action that hath gone before,
Whereof we have record, trial did draw
Bias and thwart, not anfwering the aim,
And that unbody'd figure of the thought

* It is again matter of doubt whether the piece would not begin better here, than with the first or the fecond feene; but for one reafon already cited.

†The idea of particular concern of jaundicing the cheeks is excellently conceived; and all the fentiments in Agamemnon's mouth are pleasingly and ftrongly expressed.

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