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Ajar. Shall I call you father?
We must with all our main of power stand fast: Nest. Ay, my good son.
And here's a lord,-come knights from east towest, Diom. Be ruļd by hin, lord Ajax.
And cull their flower, Ajax shall cope the best. Ulyss. There is notarrying here; ihe hart Achilles Agam. Go we to council. Let Achilles sleep. Keeps thicket. Please it our great general
5 Light boats sail swift, though greater hulks draw To call together all bis state of war;
[Excunt. Fresh kings are come to Troy: To-morrow,
complimental assault upon him, for my business
Serr. Sodden business! there's a stew'd phrase,
Do not you follow the young lord Pan. Fair be to you, my lord, and to all things Paris?
fair company! fair desires, in all fair measure, Serr. Ay, sir, when he goes before me. fairly guide them!-especially to you, fair queen! Pan. You do depend upon him, I mean? 2; fair thoughts be your fair pillow Serv. Sir, I do depend upon the lord.
Helen. Dear lord, you are full of fair words. Pan. You do depend upon a noble gentleinan;
Pan. You speak your fair pleasure,sweet queen. I must needs praise him.
Fair prince, here is good broken musick. Serv. The lord be praised!
Par. You have broke it, cousin: and, by my Pan. You know me, do
30 life, you shall make it whole again; you shall Serr. 'Faith, sir, superficially.
piece it out with a piece of your performance:-Pan. Friend, know me betier; I am the lord Nell, he is full of harmony: Pandarus.
Pan. Truly, lady, no. Sert. I hope I shall know your honour better.
Helen. O, sir, Pan. I do desire it.
135 Pan. Rude, in sooth; in good sooth, very rude. Sero. You are in the state of grace?
Par. Well said, my lord ! well, you say so in fits'. Pan. Grace! not so, friend; honour and lord- Pan. I have business to my lord, dear queen:ship are my titles:-What musick is this? My lord, will you vouchsafe me a word? Serv. I do but partly know, sir; it is musick Pelen. Nay, this shall not hedge us out; we'll
40 hear you sing, certainly. Pan. Know you the musicians ?
Pan. Well, sweet queen, you are pleasant with Sert. Wholly, sir.
me.-But (marry) thus, my lord. --My dear Pan. Who play they to?
lord, and most 'esteemed friend, your brother Serv. To the hearers, sir.
TroilusPan. At whose pleasure, friend?
| 45 Helen. My lord Pandarus; honey-sweet lord, Sert. At mine, sir, and theirs that love musick. Pan. Go to, sweet queen, go to :-commends Pan. Command, I mean, friend?
himself most affectionately to you. Sero. Who shall I conimand, sir?
Helen. You shall not bob us out of our mieloPan. Friend, we understand not one another; dy; If you do, our melancholy upon your head! I am too courtly, and thou art too cunning: At 50 Pun. Sweet qucen, sweet queen; that's a sweet whose recuest do these men play?
Sert. That's to't, indeed, sir: Marry, sir, at Helen. And to make a sweet lady sad, is a sour the request of Paris my lord, who is there in per- offence. son; with him, the mortal Venus, the heart-blood Pan. Nay, that shall not serve your turn; that of beauty, love's invisible soul',
155 shall it not, in truth, la. Nay, I care not for such Pan. Who, my cousin Cressida ?
words; no, no.-And, my lord, he desires you, Sero. No, sir, Helen; Could you not find out that, if the king call for him at supper, you will that by her attributes ?
make his excuse. Pan. It should scem, fellow, that thou hast not Helen. My lord Pandarus,seen the lady Cressida. I come to speak with 60 Pan. What says my sweet queen; my very Paris from the Prince Troilus: I will make a very sweet queen? i. e. the soul of lore invisible every where else. : i. e. now and then, hy fits. 3K 4
queen, i' faith.
Par. What exploit's in hand ? where sups he How chance my brother Troilus went not? to-night?
Helen. He hangs the lip 'at something ;--you Helen Nay but, my lord,
know all, lord Pandarus. Pan. What says my sweet queen? My cousin Pan. Not I, honey-sweet queen.-I long to will fall out with you.
5 hear how they sped to-day.--You'll remember Helen. You must not know where he sups. your brother's excuse? Par. I'll lay my life, with my disposer Cressida. Par. To a hair.
Pan. No, no, no such matter, you are wide; Pan. Farewell, sweet queen. come, your disposer is sick.
Helen. Commend me to your niece. Par. Well, I'll make excuse.
10 Pan. I will, sweet queen. [Erit. Sound a retreat, Pan. Ay, good ıny lord. Why should you Pur. Thevare come from field: let us to Priam's say-Cressida ? no, your poor disposer's sick.
[you Par. I spy'.
To greet the warriors. Sweet Helen, I must woo Pan. You spy! what do you spy?-Come, give To help unarnı our Hector: his stubborn buckles, me an instrument.--Now, sweet queen. 15 With these your white enchanting fingers touchi’d, Helen. Why, this is kindly done.
Shall more obey, than to the edge of steel, Pan. My niece is horribly in love with a thing Or force of Greekish sinews; you shall do more you have, sweet queen.
Than all the island kings, disarm great Hector. Hclen. She shall have it, my lord, if it be not Helen. 'Twill make us proud to be his servant, my lord Paris.
Paris : Pan. He! no, she'll none of him; they two Yea, what he shall receive of us in duty are twain.
Gives us more palm in beauty than we have;, Helen. Falling in, after falling out, may make Yea, over-shines ourself. them three.
Par. Sweet, above thought I love thee. .Pan. Come, come, I'll hear no more of this ; 25
[Ereunt, I'll sing you a song now.
SCENE II. Helen. Ay, ay, pr’ythee now. By my troth,
Pandarus' Garden. sweet lord, thou hast a fine forehead.
Enter Pandarus, and Troilus' man, Pan. Ay, you may, you may.
Pan. How now? Where's thy master? at my, Helen. Let thy song be love: this love will 30 cousin Cressida's ? undo us all. Oh, Cupid, Cupid, Cupid !
Serv. No, sir; he stays for you to conduct him Pan. Love, ay, that it shall i' faith. [love. thither. Par. Ay, good now, love, love, nothing but
Enter Troilus. Pan. In good troth, it begins so:
Pan. O, here he comes.—How now, how now?
Troi. Sirrah, walk off.
you scen my cousin ? “ Shoots buck and doe:
Troi. No, Pandarus : Istalk about her door, “The shaft confounds
Like a strange soul upon the Stygian banks « Not that it wounds,
Staying for waftage. O, be thou my Charon, « But tickles still the sore.
40 And give me swift transportance to those fields,
Where I may wallow in the lily beds “ These lovers cry—Oh! oh! they die! Propos'd for the deserver! O gentle Pandarus,
“ Yet that which seems the wound to kill, From Cupid's shoulder pluck his painted wings, “ Doth turn oh! oh! to ha! ha! he!
And fly with me to Cressid ! “ So dying love lives still:
45 Pan. Walk here i’ the orchard, I will bring her « Oh! oh! a while, but ha! ha! ha!
[Erit Pandarus. “Oh! oh! groans out for ha! ha! ha!
Troi. I am giddy; expectation whirls me round. · Hey ho!"
Th’imaginary relish is so sweet, Helen. In love, i' faith, to the very tip of the That it enchants my sense; What will it be,
150 When the watry palate tastes indeed Par. He eats nothing but doves, love; and Love's thrice-reputed nectar? death, I fear me ; that breeds hot blood, and hot blood begets hot Swooning destruction; or some joy too fine, thoughts, and hot thoughts beget hoț deeds, and Too subtle potent, tun'd too sharp in sweetness hot deeds is love.
For the capacity of my ruder powers: Pan. Is this the generation of love? hot blood, 55 I fear it much; and I do fear besides, hot thoughts, and hot deeds ?-Why, they are vi- That I shall lose distinction in my joys; pers: Is love a generation of vipers? Sweet lord, As doth a battle, when they charge on heaps who's a-field to-day?
The enemy flying. Par. Hector, Deiphobus, Helenus, Antenor,
Re-enter Pandarus. and all the gallantry of Troy: I would fain have 60 Pan. She's making her ready, she'll come arın’d to-day, but my Nell would not have it so: straight; you must be witty now. She does so 1 This is the usual exclamation at a childish game called Hie,
? i. e, says Mr. Tollet, the reconciliation and wanton dalliance of two lovers after a quarrel, may produce a child, and so nake three of two.
dicate to you.
blush, and fetches her wind so short, as if she were Cres. They say, all lovers swear more perform frayed with a sprite: I'll fetch her. ' It is the ance than they are able, and yet reserve an ability prettiest villain :-she fetches her breath as short that they never perform ; vowing more than the as a new-ta'en sparrow.
[Exit Pandarus. perfection of ten, and discharging less than the Troi. Even such a passion doth embrace my 5 tenth part of one. They that have the voice of bosom:
lions, and the act of hares, are they not monsters? Ńfy heart beats thicker than a feverous pulse; Troi. Are there suché such are not we: Praise And all my powers do their bestowing lose, us as we are tasted, allow us as we prove; our Like vassalage at unawares encount'ring head shall go bare, 'ull merit crown it: no perThe eye of majesty.
10 fection in reversion shall have a praise in present: Enter Pandaris, and Cressida.
we will not name desert, before his birth; and Pan. Come, come, what need you blush: being born, his addition shall be humble · Few shame's a baby.—Here she is now : swear the words to fair faith : Troilus shall be such to Cresoaths now to her, that you have sworn to me:- sid, as what envy can say worst, shall be a mock What, are you gone again? you must be watch'd 15 for his truth; and what truth can speak truest, ere you be made tame', must you? Come your not truer than Troilus. ways, come your ways; an you draw back- Cres. Will
you walk in, my lord? ward, we'll put you i' the files :- Why do you
Re-enter Pandarus. not speak to her!-Come, draw this curtain, and let's see your picture. Alas the clay, how loth 20 Pan. What, blushing still have you not done. you are to ottend day-light! an 'twere dark, you'd talking yet? close sooner. So, so; rub on, and kiss the mis- Cres. 'Well, uncle, what folly I commit, I detress. How now, a kiss in fee-farm! build there, carpenter; the air is sweet. Nay, you shall Pan. I thank you for that; if my lord get a figlet your hearts out, ere I part you. The faul-23 boy of you, you'll give him me: Be true to iny con as the tercel, for all the ducks i' the river :: lord; if he finch, chide me for it. go to, go to.
Trii. You know now your hostages; your unTroi. You have bereft me of all words, lady. cle's word, and my firm faith. Pan. Words pay no debts, give her deeds :
Pan. Nay, I'll give my word for her too; but she'll bereave you of the deeds too, if she call 30 our kindred, though they be long ere they are pour activity in question. What, billing again: woo'd, they are constant, being won: they are here's— Inzitness whereof the parties interchange burrs
, I can tell you; they'll stick where they are ably Come in, come in; I'll go get a fire.
[Erit Pandurus. Cres. Boldness comes to me now, and brings Cres. Will you walk in, my lord?
me heart: Troi. O Cressida, how often have I wish'd me
Prince Troilus, I have lov’d you night and day,
For many weary months. Cres. Wish'd, my lord ?-The gods grant !- Troi. Why was my Cressid then so hard to win?" O my lord !
Cres. Hard to seem won; but I was won, my Troi
. What should they grant? what makes this 10 lord, pretty abruption? What too curious dreg espies With the first glance that evermy sweet lady in the fountain of our love? If I confess much, you will play the tyrant,
Cres. More dregs than water, if my fears have I love you now; but not, ’uill now, so much eyes.'
But I might master it :- -in faith, I lie; Troi. Fears make devils of cherubims; they 45 Mly thoughts were like unbridled children, grown never see truly
Too headstrong for their mother: See, we fools! Cres. Blind fear, that seeing reason leads, finds Why have I blabb’d? who shall be true to us, safer footing than blind reason stumbling without
When we are so unsecret to ourselves? fear: To fear the worst, oft cures the worst. But though I lov'd you well, I woo'd you not ;
Troi. O, let my lady apprehend no fear: in all 50 And yet, good faith, I wish'd myself a man;
Of speaking first. Sweet, bid nie hold my tongue; Troi. Nothing, but our undertakings; when For, in this rapture, I shall surely speak we vow to weep seas, live in fire, eat rocks, The thing I shall repent. See, see, your silence, tame tygers; thinking it harder for our mistress 55 Cunning in dumbness, from my weakness draws to devise imposition enough, than for us to un- My very soul of counsel: Stop my mouth. dergo any difficulty imposed. This is the mon- Troi. And shall, albeit sweet musick issues struosity in love, lady,--that the will is infinite, Pan. Pretty, i'faith.
(thence. and the execution confin'd; that the desire is Cres. My lord, I do beseech you, pardon me; Loundless, and the act a slave to limit. 160('Twas not my purpose, thus to beg a kiss :
Alluding to the manner of taming hawks. Alluding to the custom of putting men suspected of cowardice in the middle places. 3 Pandarus means, that he'll match bis niece against her lover for any bett.—The tercel is the male hawk; by the faulcon we generally understand the female. We will give him no high or pompous titles.
Iani asham'd;-O heavens! what have I done? From false to false, among false maids in love, For this time will I take my leave, inylord. Cpbraid my falsehood! when they have said-a8 Troi. Your leavc, sweet Cressid?
As air, as water, wind, or sandy earth, (false Pan. Leave! an you take leave 'till to-morrow As fox to lamb, as wolf to heifer's calf, morning,
5 Pard to the hind, or step-dame to her son; Cres. Pray you, content you. Troi. What offends you, lady?
Yea, let them say, to stick the heart of falsehood,
As falsc as Cressid. Cres. Sir, mine own company.,
Pan. Go to, a bargain. made: seal it, seal it: Troi. You cannot shun yourself.
I'll be the witness. Here I hold your hand; Cres. Let me go and try :
10 here, my cousin's. If ever you prove false to one I have a kind of self resides with you;
another, since I have taken such pains to bring But an unkind self, that itself will leave,
you together, let all pitiful goers-between be To be another's fool. I would be gone :-- called to the world's end after my name, call Where is my wit? I speak I know not what. them all-Pandars; let all inconstant men be
Troi. Well know they what they speak, that|15 Troilus's, all false women Cressids, and all speak so wisely.
brokers-between Pandars! say amen. Cres. Perchance, my lord, I shew more craft Troi. Anlen, than love;
Cres. Annen. And fell so roundly to a large confession,
Pan. Amen. Whereupon I will shew you a To angle for your thoughts: But you are wise; 20 bed-chamber; which bed, because it shall not Or else you love not; For to be wise, and love,
speak of your pretty encounters, press it to death: Exceedsman's might; thatdwellswith gods above.
away, Troi. O, that I thought it could be in a woman, And Cupid grant all tongue-ty'd maidens here, (As, if it can, I will presume in you)
Bed, chamber, Pandar to provide this geer! To feed for aye her lamp and flames of love; 25
[Exeunt. To keep her constancy in plight and youth, Out-living beauties outward, with a mind
The Grecian Camp.
30 Enter Agamemnon, Ulysses, Diomed, Nestor, Might be affronted with the match and weight
Ajar, Menelaus, and Calchas. Of such a winnow'd purity in love;
Cal. Now, princes, for the service I have done How were I then uplifted! but, alas,
you, I am as true as truth's simplicity,
The advantage of the time prompts me aloud And simpler than the infancy of truth. 135 To call for recompence. Appear it to your mind, Cres. Su that I'll war with you. ·
That, through the sight I bear in things, to Jore Troi. O virtuous fight,
I have abandon'd Troy, left my possessions, When right with right wars who shall be most Incurr'd a traitor's name; expos'd myself, Truc swains in love shall, in the world to come, From certain and possess’d conveniences, Approve their truths by Troilus: when their 40 Co doubtful fortunes; sequestring from me all rhymes,
That time, acquaintance, custom, and condition, Full of protest, of oath, and big compare,
Made tame and most familiar to my nature; Want similies, truth tir'd with iteration,
And here, to do you service, am become As true as steel', as plantage' to the moon, As new into the world, strange, unacquainted: As sun to day, as turile to her mate,
45 1 do beseech you, as in way of taste, As iron to adamant, as earth to the center, To give me now a little benefit, Yet after all coinparisons of truth,
Out of those many register'd in promise, As truth's authentic author to be cited,
Which, you say, sive to come in my behalf. As true as Troilus shall crown up the verse, Agam. What would'st thou of us, Trojan: make And sanctify the numbers.
deniand. Cres. Prophet may you be!
Cal. You have a Trojan prisoner, call'd Antenor, If I be false, or swerve a hair from truth, Yesterday took; Troy holds him very dear. When time is old and hath forgot itself,
Oft have you (often have you thanks therefore, When water-drops have worn the stones of Troy, Desir'd my Cressid in right great exchange, And blind oblivion swallow'd cities up, 55 Whom 'Troy hath still deny'd: But this Antenor, And mighty states characterless are grated I know, is such a wrest in their affairs, To dusty nothing; yet let memory,
That their negociations all must slack, "I wish, “my integrity might be met and matched with such equality and force of pure unmingled love."
? This is an ancient proverbial simile. 3 Formerly neither sowing, planting, nor grafting, were ever undertaken without a scrupulous attention to the increase or waning of the moon, as may be proved by the following quotation from Scott's Discoverie of Witchcraft: “T'he poore husbandman perceiveth that the increase of the mone maketh plants fruitfull: so as in the full moone they are in the best strength; decaieing in the rane; and in the conjunction to utterlic wither and vade."
Wanting his manage; and they will almost He shall as soon read in the eyes of others,
That are without him, as place, riches, favour, Agam. Let Diomedes bear him,
Prizes of accident as oft as merit: And bring us Cressid hither; Calchas shall have Which when they fall, as being slippery standers, What he requests of us.—Good Diomed, The love that lean’d on them as slippery too, Furnish you fairly for this enterchange : 10 Doth one pluck down another, and together Withal, bring word—if Hector will to-morrow Die in the fall. But 'tis not so with me: Be answer'd in his challenge: Ajax is ready. Fortune and I are friends; I do enjoy
Diom. This shall I undertake; and 'tis a burthen At ample point all that I did possess, [out Which I am proud to bear.
Save these men's looks; who do, miethinks, find [Exit Diomed, and Calchas. 15 Something in me not worth that rich beholding Enter Achilles and Patroclus, before their tent. Is they have often given. Here is Ulysses; Ulyss. Achillesstands i’the entrance of histent:- I'll interrupt his reading. -How now, Ulysses? Please it our general to pass strangely by him, Ulyss. Now, great Thetis' son? As if he were forgot ;-and, princes all,
Achil. What are you reading? Lay negligent and loose regard upon him;
-20 Ulyss. A strange fellow here I will come last : 'Tis like he'll question me, Writes me, That man-how dearly ever parted', Why such unplausive eyes are bent, why turn'd How much in having, or without, or in,on him:
Cannot make boast to have that which he hath, If so, I have derision med'cinable,
Nor feels not what he owes, but by reflection;
Agam. We'llexecute your purpose, and put on 30 The bearer knows not, but commends itself :
(Troy. 'Till it hath travellid, and is marry'd there You know my mind, I'll fight no more 'gainst Where it may see itself: this is not strange at all Agam. What says Achilles? would he aught| Ulyss. I do not strain at the position, with us?
[neral? It is familiar; but at the author's drift: Nest. Would you, my lord, aught with the ge- 40 Who, in his circumstance', expressly proves Achil. No.
That no man is the lord of any thing, Nest. Nothing, my lord?
(Though in and of him there is much consisting Agum. The better.
'Till he communicate his parts to others: Achil. Good day, good day.
Nor doth he of himself know them for aught Men. How do you ? how do you?
45 "Till he behold them forin'd in the applause Achil. What, does the cuckold scorn me? Where they are extended; which, like an arch, Ajar. How now, Patroclus?
reverberates Achil. Good morrow, Ajax.
The voice again; or like a gate of steel Ajur. Ha?
Fronting the sun, receives and renders back Achil. Good morrow.
50 His figure and his heat. I was much rapt in this; Ajar. Ay, and good next day too. [Ereunt. And apprehended here immediately Achil. What niean these fellows? know they The unknown * Ajax. not Achilles ?
[bend, Heavens, what a inan is there! a very horse; Patr. They pass by strangely: They were us'd to That has he knows not what. Nature, what To send their smiles before them to Achilles;
things there are, To come as humbly, as they us’d to creep Most abject in regard, and dear in use! To holy altars.
What things again most dear in the esteem, Achil. What, am I poor of late ? stune, And poor in worth! Now shall we see to-morrow 'Tis certain, Greatness, once fallen out with for- An act that very chance doth throw upon him, Must fall out with men too: What the declin’d is, 6o|Ajax renown'd. O heavens, what some men do,
'ie. Her presence shall strike off, or recompence, the service I have done even in these labours which were most accepted, 'i.e. however excellently endowed, with however dear or precious parts enriched or adorned. ' i. e. in the detail or circumduction of his argumcnt. • Ajax, who has abilities which were never brought into view or use.