Tro. Nothing at all, unless that this were she. Ther. Will he swagger himself out on's own eyes? T Tro. This she; no, this is Diomed's Cressida : If beauty have a soul, this is not she; If souls guide vows, if vows he sanctimony, If sanctimony be the gods' delight, If there be rule in unity itself, # This was not she. O maduess of discourse, And with another knot, five-finger'd-tied, ques Of her o'er-eaten faith, are bound to Diomed. Ulyss. May worthy Troilus he half attach'd With that which here his passion doth express? Tro. Ay, Greek; and that, shall be divulged well In characters as red as Mars his heart 'Inflam'd with Venus: never did young man fancy With so eternal and so fix'd a soul, Hark, Greek; As much as I do Cressid love, So much by weight hate I her Diomed: That sleeve is mine, that he'll bear on his helm; Ther. He'll tickle it for his concupy. Tro. O Cressid! O false Cressid! false, false, false! Let all untruths stand by thy stained name, Ulyss. O, contain yourself; Enter AENEAS. Aene. I have been seeking you this hour, my Hector, by this, is arming him in Troy; Farewell, revolted fair! Lord adien: and Diomed, Stand fast, and wear a castle on thy head! Tro. Accept distracted thanks. [Exeunt TROILUS, AENBAS, and ULYSSES. Ther. 'Would, I could meet that rogue Diomed! I would croak like a raven; I would bode, I would bode. Patroclus will give ine any thing for the intelligence of this whore: the parrot will not do more for an almond, than he for a commodious drab. Lechery, lechery: still, wars and lechery; nothing else holds fashion: a burning devil take them. SCENE III. Troy. Before Priam's Palace. Enter HECTOR and ANDROMACHE. (Bxit, 1 And. When was my lord so much ungently temper'd, To stop his ears against admonishment? Hect. You train me to offend you; get you in: By all the everlasting gods, I'll go. And. My dreams will, sure, prove ominous to the day. Hect. No more, I say. Enter CASSANDRA. Cas. Where is my brother Hector? And. Here, sister; arm'd, and bloody in in tent: Consort with me in loud and dear petition, Cas. O, it is true. Hect. Ho! bid my trumpet sound! Cas. No notes of sally, for the heavens, sweet brother. Hect. Begone, I say: the gods have heard me swear. . Cas. The gods are deaf to hot and peevish They are polluted offerings, more Thau spotted livers in the sacrifice. abhorr'd And. O! be persuaded: Do not count it holy To hurt by being just it is as lawful, For we would give much, to use violent thefts, And rob in the behalf of charity. A Cas. It is the purpose, that makes strong the But vows, to every purpose, must not hold: Hect. Hold you still, I say; Mine honour keeps the weather of my fate: Enter TROILUS. How now, young man? mean'st thou to fight to day? And. Cassandra, call my father to persuade. [Exit CASSANDra. Hect. No, 'faith, young Troilus; doff thy harness, youth, I am to-day i'the vein of chivalry: et grow thy sinews till their knots be strong, And tempt not yet the brushes of the war. Inarm thee, go; and doubt thou not, brave boy, I'll stand, to-day, for thee, and me, and Troy. Tro. Brother, you have a vice of mercy in you, Which better fits a lion, than a man. Hect. What vice is that, good Troilus? chide me for it. Tro. When many times the captive Grecians fall, Even in the fan and wind of your fair sword, Hect. O, 'tis fair play. Tro. Fool's play, by heaven, Hector, Tro. For the love of all the gods, Let's leave the hermit pity with our mother; Tro. Hector, then 'tis wars. Hect, Troilus, I would not have you fight today. Tro. Who should withold me? Not fate, obedience, nor the hand of Mars 'Their eyes o'ergalled with recourse of tears; Oppos'd to hinder me should stop my way, Re-enter CASSANDRA, with PRIAM, Cas. Lay hold upon him, Priam, hold him fast: He is thy crutch; now if thou lose thy stay, N Thou on him leaning, and all Troy on thee, Fall all together. Pri. Come, Hector, come, go back: Thy wife hath dreamt; thy mother hath had vi sions; Cassandra doth foresee; and I myself |