Troi. You know now your hostages; your uncle's word, and my firm faith. Pan. Nay, I'll give my word for her tco: our kindred, though they be long ere they are wooed, they are constant, being won: they are burs, I can tell you; they'll stick where they are thrown. Cres. Boldness comes to me now, and brings me heart. Prince Troilus, I have loved you night and day, Troi. Why was my Cressid then so hard to win? lord, With the first glance that ever -Pardon me ; If I confess much, you will play the tyrant. My thoughts were like unbridled children, grown But, though I loved you well, I woo'd you not; Of speaking first. Sweet, bid me hold my tongue; Troi. And shall, albeit sweet music issues thence. Cres. My lord, I do beseech you, pardon me : 'Twas not my purpose, thus to beg a kiss. I am ashamed :-O heavens! what have I done?— For this time will I take my leave, my lord. Troi. Your leave, sweet Cressid? Pan. Leave! an you take leave till to-morrow morning, Cres. Pray you, content you. Troi. What offends you, lady? Cres. Sir, mine own company. Troi. Yourself. Cres. Let me go and try. You cannot shun I have a kind of self resides with you; Cres. Perchance, my lord, I show more craft than love; And fell so roundly to a large confession, To angle for your thoughts: but you are wise, To feed for aye her lamp and flames of love; Or, that persuasion could but thus convince me,- Might be affronted1 with the match and weight O virtuous fight, When right with right wars who shall be most right! True swains in love shall, in the world to come, Approve their truths by Troilus: when their rhymes, Full of protest, of oath, and big compare, As truth's authentic author to be cited, As true as Troilus, shall crown up the verse, Cres. Prophet may you be! If I be false, or swerve a hair from truth, When time is old and hath forgot itself, When water drops have worn the stones of Troy, And blind oblivion swallow'd cities up, 1 Met with and equalled. 2 Comparison. And mighty states characterless are grated To dusty nothing; yet let memory, From false to false, among false maids in love, Upbraid my falsehood! When they have said—as false As air, as water, wind, or sandy earth, As fox to lamb, as wolf to heifer's calf, Pard to the hind, or stepdame to her son; Yea, let them say, to stick the heart of falsehood, As false as Cressid. Pan. Go to; a bargain made: seal it, seal it; I'll be the witness. Here I hold your hand; here, my cousin's. If ever you prove false one to another, since I have taken such pains to bring you together, let all pitiful goers-between be called, to the world's end, after my name; call them all Pandars; let all constant men be Troiluses, all false women Cressids, and all brokers-between Pandars! Say, Amen. Troi. Amen. Cres. Amen. Pan. Amen. Whereupon I will show you a chamber and a bed; which bed, because it shall not speak of your pretty encounters, press it to death: away. And Cupid grant all tongue-tied maidens here, [Exeunt. SCENE III. The Grecian camp. Enter AGAMEMNON, ULYSSES, DIOMEDES, NESTOR, AJAX, MENELAUS, and CALCHAS. Cal. Now, princes, for the service I have done you, The advantage of the time prompts me aloud To give me now a little benefit, Out of those many register'd in promise, Aga. What wouldst thou of us, Trojan? make demand. Cal. You have a Trojan prisoner, call'd Antenor, Yesterday took: Troy holds him very dear. Oft have you (often have you thanks therefore) Desired my Cressid in right great exchange, Whom Troy hath still denied: but this Antenor, I know, is such a wrest in their affairs, |