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And let your mind he coupled with your words.
Tro. What should she remember?
Dio. Nay, then,...
I'll tell you what:-
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.
How now, Trojan?
. Diomed, -Dio. No, no, good night: I'll be your fool no
more. Tro. Thy better must.
Hark, one word in your ear.
Tro. Behold, I pray you!
Now, my good lord, go off: You flow to great destruction; come, my lord.
Tro. I pr’ythee, stay.
You have not patience; come. Tro. I pray you, stay; by hell, and all hell's tor
And so, good night.
Doth that grieve thee?
Cres. Guardian !—why, Greek!
. you go? You will break out.
She strokes his cheek! Ulyss.
Come, come. Tro. 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. I'll fetch you one.
[Erit. Ulyss. You have sworn patience. Tro.
Fear me not, my lord; I will not be myself, nor have cognition Of what I feel; I am all patience.
My lord, --
Dio. Whose was't?
No matter, now I have't again.
Ther. Now she sharpens;—Well said, whetstone.
Dio. I had your heart before, this follows it.
Cres. You shall not have it, Diomed; 'faith you
shall not; I'll give you something else. · Dio. I will have this; Whose was it? Cres.
'Tis no matter. Dio. Come, tell me whose it was. Cres. 'Twas one's that lov'd me better than you
But, now you have it, take it. · Dio.
Whose was it? Cres. By all Diana's waiting-women yonder, Andby herself, I will not tell you whose.
Dio. To-morrow will I wear it on my helm; And grieve his spirit, that dares not challenge it. Tro. Wert thou the devil, and wor’st it on thy
horn, It should be challeng’d. Cres. Well, well, 'tis done, 'tis past;—And yet it
is not; I will not keep my word. Dio.
Why then, farewel; Thou never shalt mock Diomed again. Cres. You shall not go:-One cannot speak a
word, But it straight starts you. Dio.
I do not like this fooling: Ther. Nor I, by Pluto: but that that likes not you, pleases me best.
Dio. What, shall I come? the hour?
Ay, come:-0 Jove !--
Farewel till then.
Cres. Good night. I pr’ythee, come.
[Exit Diomedes. Troilus, farewel! one eye yet looks on thee; But with my heart the other eye doth see.Ah! poor our sex! this fault in us I find, The error of our eye directs our mind: What error leads, must err; O then conclude, Minds, sway’d by eyes, are full of turpitude.
[Exit Cressida. Ther. A proof of strength she could not publish
more, Unless she said, My mind is now turn’d whore. . Ulyss. All's done, my lord.
It is. Ulyss.
Why stay we then?
I cannot conjure, Trojan.
Most sure she was.
now. Tro. Let it not be believ'd for womanhood !