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Where I will wallow in the Lilly Beds
Enter Pandarus. Pan. She's making her ready, she'll come straight; you must be witty now, she does so blush, and fetches her Wind so short, as if the were fraid with a Sprite: I'll fetch her; it is the prettiest Villain, she ferches her breath so short as a hew ta'en Sparrow,
[Exit Pan. Troi. Even such a passion doth embrace my Bofam:
Enter Pandarus and Crellida.
? Shame's a Baby; here she is now, sinarthe Oaths now to her, that you have sworn to me. Whac, are you gone again, you must be watch'd e'er you be made fame, must you? Come your ways, come your ways, and you draw backward we'll put you i'th' Files: Why do you not speak to her? Come draw this Curtain, and let's see your Pi&ure. Alas the day, how loath you are to offend day-lights and 'twere dark you' close sooner. So, fo, rub on, and kiss the Mistress; how pow, a kiss in Fee-farm build there, Carpenter, the Air is sweet. Nay, you lhall fight your Hearts out c'er I part you. The
Faulcon has the Tercel, for all the Ducks i'th'River: Goto;
Troi. You have bereft me of all Words, Lady.
Pan. Words pay no Debts, give her Deeds: But she'll be reave you o'th' Deeds too, if she call your A&ivity in question : What, billing again? here's in witness whereof the Parties interchangeably-Come in, come in, I'll go get
[Exit Pan. . Cre. Will you walk in, my Lord? Troi. O Creffida, how often haye I wisht me thus ? Cre. Wisht, my Lord ! the Gods grant;0.my
O, my Lord, Troi. What Would they grant; what makes this pretty abruption; what too curious Dreg espies my sweet Lady in the Fountain of our Love?
Cre. More Dregs than Water, if my Fears have Eyes,
Troi. Fears make Devils of Cherubins, they never see truly.
Cre. Blind fear, that seeing Reason leads, finds safer footing than blind Reason stumbling without fear; to fear the worst, oft cures the worse.
Troi. O let my Lady apprehend no fear,
Cre. Nor nothing monstrous neither ?
Troi. Nothing but their Undertakings, when we vow to weep Seas, live in Fire, eat Rocks, tame Tygers, thinking it harder for our Mistress to devise Imposition enough, than for us to undergo any Difficulty imposed. This is the monstros sity in Love, Lady, that the Witt is infinite, and the Execution confind; that the Defire is boundless, and the A& a Slave to limit.
Cre. They fay all Lovers swear more performance than they are able, and yet reserve an Ability that they never perform: vowing more than the perfection of ten; and dir. charging less than the tenth part of one. They that have the Voice of Lions, and the act of Hares, are they not Monsters?
Troi. Are there such? such are not we: Praise us as we are tasted, allow us as we prove: Our Head shall go bare, 'cill merit crown it; no Perfe&tion in reversion shalĩ have a Praise in present; we will not name Desert before his Birth, and being born, his addition shall be humble; few Words to
fair Faith. Troilus shall be such to Cressida, as what Envy can say worst, shall be a mock for his Truth; and what Truch can speak truest, not truer than Troilus. Cre. Will you walk in, my Lord 3 ?
Enter Pandarus. Pan. What, blushing still have you not done talking yet?
Cre. Well, Uncle, what folly I commir, I dedicate to you.
Pan. I thank you for that; if my Lord get a Boy of you, you'll give him me; be true to my Lord, if he flinch, chide me for it.
Troi. You know now your Hostages; your Uncle's Word and my firm Faith.
Pan. Nay, I'll give my Word for her too; our Kindred, though they be long e'er they are woo'd, they are constant being won: They are Burs, I can tell you, they'll stick where they are thrown.
Cre. Boldness comes to me now, and brings me Heart:
Troi. Why was my Cressid then so hard to win?
Cre. Hard to seem won: But I was won, my Lord,
. And shall, albeit sweet Musick issues thence. [Kissing. Pan. Pretty, i' faith.
Cre. My Lord, I do beseech you pardon me ;
Troi. Your leave, sweet Cressid?
Pan. Leave ! and you take leave 'till to Morrow Morning
Cre. Pray you, content you.
Cre. Let me go and try:
Troi. Well know they what they speak, that speak a wisely.
Cre. Perchance, my Lord, I shew more Craft than Love,
Troi. O that I thought it could be in a Woman;
Cre. In that I'll war with you.
Full of protest, of oath, and big compare,
Cre. Prophet may you be :
Pan. Go to, a Bargain made : Seal it, seal it, I'll be the Witness. Here I hold your Hand; here my Cousin's ; jf
if ever you prove false to one another, since I have taken fuch Pains to bring you together, let all pitiful Goers-between, be call'd, to the World's end, after my Name : Çall them all Panders ; let all constant Men be Troilusses, all falle Women Cressida's, and all Brokers between, Panders ; say, Amen.