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Troilus and Cressida

Act IV, Scene 4

The same. Pandarus' house.
 
[Enter PANDARUS and CRESSIDA]
 
PANDARUS
Be moderate, be moderate.
 
CRESSIDA
       T    T   T     ,       ,    ,
      Why tell you | me of | mode|ration?
            ,          ,      ,   ,                  ,
      The grief | is fine,| full per/fect that | I taste,
           ,     ,           ,           ,
      And no | less in | a sense | as strong
      <-     ,            ,        ,    ,           ,       x
        As that || which cau|seth it.| How can | I mo|derate it?
       ,  2         ,      ,          ,     ,
      If I could | tempo|rize with | my af|fection,
             x      ,       ,         ,        ,
      Or brew it | to a | weak and | colder | palate,
            ,       ,         ,         ,         ,
      The like | allay|ment could | I give | my grief:
           ,        ,        ,     ,       ,
      My love | admits | no qual|ify|ing cross;
           ,         ,          ,       ,          ,
      No more | my grief,| in such | a pre|cious loss.
 
PANDARUS
        T     T     T         ,         ,      __
      Here, here, here | he comes,| a sweet | duck.
 
CRESSIDA
O Troilus, Troilus!
 
[Embracing him]
 
PANDARUS
What a pair of spectacles is here? Let me embrace too: oh heart, as the goodly saying is; O heart, heavy heart, why sighst thou without breaking? Where he answers again, because thou canst not ease thy smart by friendship, nor by speaking: there was never a truer rhyme; let us cast away nothing, for we may live to have need of such a verse: we see it, we see it: How now lambs?
 
TROILUS
        ,           ,        2    ,       ,         ,  2
      Cressid:| I love | thee in so | strained a | purity;
          2      ,        ,        ,    2      ,    ,
      That the bles|sed gods,| as ang|ry with my | fancy,
        T     T    .   T      ,           ,        ,
      More bright in zeal,| than the | devo|tion which
        T    T    T      2       ,   2       ,            ,    ->
      Cold lips blow | to their de|ities:| take thee || from me.
 
CRESSIDA
          2      ,     ,
      Have the gods | envy?
 
PANDARUS
                             T    T    T      ,           T    T   .   T  ->
                            Aye, aye, aye,|| aye; 'tis | too plain a case.
 
CRESSIDA
           ,        ,          ,         ,          ,
      And is | it true || that I | must go | from Troy?
 
TROILUS
                                                            ,        ,
                                                        A hate|ful truth.
 
CRESSIDA
        ,      2         ,        ,
      What, and from | Troilus | too?
 
TROILUS
                                               ,          ,
                                      From | Troy and | Troilus.
 
CRESSIDA
        2    ,    3   3
      Is it pos|sible?
 
TROILUS
                            ,      ,          ,   3  3      ,
                       And sud|denly,| where in|jury* of chance
        T    T    T     ,         ,         ,          ->
      Puts back leave-|taking,| justles | roughly || by
       ,      T   .   T      T    2     ,           ,
      All | time of pause; rude|ly beguiles | our lips
          ,        ,        ,     ,         ,
      Of all | rejoin|der: for|cibly | prevents
             ,        ,            ,               ,    ,
      Our locked | embra|sures; strang|les our / dear vows,
       x              ,               ,   ,    2      ,
      Even in | the birth | of our / own lab|oring breath.
       ,  ,                 ,         ,         ,
      We two,/ that with | so ma|ny thous|and sighs
           ,         ,         ,         ,          ,
      Did buy | each^oth|er, must poorly sell ourselves  ????
          2      ,     ,     T  .   T    T         ,
      With the rude | brevi|ty and discharge | of our
         ,   2     ,     ,            ,          ,
      Inju|rious time;| now with | a rob|ber's haste
        T    .    T    T    2   ,        ,          ,
      Crams his rich thiev|ery up,| he knows | not^how.
          ,      ,    ,             ,           x
      As ma|ny fare|wells as | be stars | in heaven,
                 ,      ,        2      ,      ,        ,
      With dis/tinct breath,| and consigned | kisses | to them,
          ,        ,    ,         ,        ,
      He fum|bles up | into | a loose | adieu;
             ,      ,           ,       ,          ,
      And scants | us with | a sing|le fa|mished kiss,
          ,        ,          ,        ,        ,
      Distas|ted with | the salt | of brok|en tears.
 
AENEAS
           ,      2     ,     ,
      My lord,| is the la|dy rea|dy?  \\
 
TROILUS
        ,                ,           ,         ,       ,
      Hark, you | are called:| some say | the Gen|ius so
        ,      ,                   ,       ,         ,
      Cries, come / to him | that inst|antly | must die.
       ,               ,          ,            ,      ,
      Bid them | have pa|tience: she | shall come | anon.
 
PANDARUS
Where are my tears? Rain, to lay this wind, or my heart will be blown up by the root.
 
[Exit]
 
CRESSIDA
          ,      ,    2       ,
      I must | then to the | Grecians?
 
TROILUS
                                           ,    ,
                                       No rem|edy.
 
CRESSIDA
         ,        ,          ,          ,        ,
      A woe|ful Cres|sid 'mongst | the mer|ry Greeks.
        ,              ,       ,
      When shall | we see | again?  \\
 
TROILUS
        ,            ,         ,          ,         ,
      Hear me | my love:| be thou | but true | of heart.
 
CRESSIDA
           ,          ,           ,       ,         ,
      I* true?| How* now?| What wick|ed deem | is this?
 
TROILUS
       ,     2       ,      ,     ,         ,
      Nay, we must^|use ex|postu|lation | kindly,
           ,       ,         ,
      For^it | is part|ing from | us:   \\
          ,          ,          ,         ,        ,
      I speak | not be,| thou true,| as fear|ing thee:
          ,          ,          ,          ,          ,
      For I | will throw | my glove | to Death | himself,
              ,          ,    ,       ,         ,
      That there's | no mac|ula|tion in | thy heart:
           ,          ,        ,        ,       ,
      But be | thou true,| say I,| to fash|ion in
          ,        ,      ,        ,          ,
      My se|quent pro|testa|tion: be | thou true,
          ,         ,
      And I | will see | thee.  \\
 
CRESSIDA
         ,           ,       ,          ,        ,       2->
      O you | shall be | exposed,| my lord | to dan||gers
          ,     ,        ,     ,          ,          ,  ->
      As in|finite,| as im|minent:| but I'll || be true.
 
TROILUS
       .    T    T     T           ,
      And I'll grow friend | with dang|er;
      <-  ,             ,
        Wear || this sleeve.  \\
 
CRESSIDA
           ,           ,
      And you | this glove.  \\
        ,       2     ,
      When shall I | see you?  \\
 
TROILUS
      ,             ,         ,        ,      ,
      I will | corrupt | the Gre|cian sent|inels,
           ,           ,       ,    ,    ,
      To give | thee night|ly vis|ita|tion.
           ,         ,
      But yet | be true.
 
CRESSIDA
                              x           ,       ,
                         O heavens:| be true | again?
 
TROILUS
        T    T   T     ,         __    oo
      Hear while I | speak it;| love:|
           ,          ,           ,        ,     ,
      The Gre|cian youths | are full | of qual|ity,
             ,        ,         ,            ,         ,      ->
      Their lov|ing well | composed,| with gifts | of na||ture,
        ,     2      ,        ,           ,          ,
      Flow|ing and swel|ling ore | with arts | and exercise:  ????
           ,      ,          ,          ,           ,      2->
      How no|velties | may move,| and parts | with per||son,
        ,        ,        ,      ,      ,
      Alas,| a kind | of god|ly jeal|ousy;
        ,           ,           ,       ,    2    ,
      Which I | beseech | you call | a vir|tuous sin:
        ,           ,
      Makes me | afeard.
 
CRESSIDA
                             x            ,        ,
                        O heavens,| you love | me not!
 
TROILUS
       ,         ,         ,
      Die I | a vil|lain then:  \\
           ,     2    ,      ,           ,          ,
      In this | I do not | call your | faith in | question
           ,      ,        x        ,        ,
      So main|ly as | my merit:| I can|not sing,
            ,          ,        ,          ,        ,
      Nor heel | the high | lavolt;| nor sweet|en talk;
            ,        ,        ,            ,        ,
      Nor play | at sub|tle games;| fair* vir|tues all;
           ,          ,       2      ,       ,           ,
      To which | the Gre|cians are most | prompt and | pregnant:
          ,         ,                ,    ,          ,
      But I | can tell | that in / each grace | of these,
              ,         ,           ,        ,         x
      There lurks | a still | and dumb-|discour|sive devil,
              ,       ,   ,                ,         ,       ->
      That tempts | most cun/ningly:| but be | not temp||ted.
 
CRESSIDA
       ,         ,         ,    oo
      Do | you think | I will:|
 
TROILUS
      <- ,          ,         ,         ,          ,         ,
        No,|| but some|thing may | be done | that we | will not:
            ,    ,             ,       ,         ,
      And some|times we | are dev|ils to | ourselves,
            ,          ,           ,       ,          x
      When we | will tempt | the frail|ty of | our powers,
          ,       ,            ,        ,     ,
      Presu|ming on | their change|ful po|tency.
 
AENEAS
       ,               ,
      Nay, good*| my lord?
 
TROILUS
                             T    T    .   T         ,
                           Come kiss, and let | us part.
 
PARIS
       ,            x
      Brother | Troilus?
 
TROILUS
                                 ,          ,         ,
                         Good | brother | come you | hither,
            ,        ,     ,         ,         ,         2->
      And bring | Aene|as and | the Gre|cian with || you.
 
CRESSIDA
           ,          ,         ,
      My lord,| will you | be true?
 
TROILUS
          ,     ,     ,           ,         ,
      Who I?| Alas | it is | my vice,| my fault:
             ,         ,           ,           ,       ,      ->
      Whiles^oth|ers fish | with craft | for great | opin||ion,
      ,       2        ,             ,        ,     ,
      I,| with great truth,| catch^mere | simpli|city;  ??
               ,          ,         ,           ,         ,
      Whilst some | with cun|ning gild | their cop|per crowns,
             ,           ,        ,        ,           ,
      With truth | and plain|ness I | do wear | mine^bare:
        T   T   T     ,            x            ,
      Fear not my | truth; the | moral of | my wit
           ,           ,             ,          ,         ,
      Is plain | and true,| there's^all | the reach | of it.
 
[Enter AENEAS, PARIS, ANTENOR, DEIPHOBUS, and DIOMEDES]
       ,             ,   ,      ,    2       ,
      Welcome | Sir Di|omed,| here is the | lady
        ,          ,    ,           ,      ,
      Which for | Ante|nor, we | deliv|er you.
                 ,     ,           ,         ,         ,
      At the / port (lord)| I'll give | her to | thy hand,
           ,        ,         ,           ,         ,
      And by | the way | possess | thee what | she is.
          ,           ,         ,        ,            ,
      Entreat | her fair;| and by | my soul,| fair* Greek,
          ,           ,         ,      ,        ,
      If ere | thou stand | at mer|cy of | my sword,
        ,    ,                   ,           ,        ,
      Name Cres/sid, and | thy life | shall be | as safe
          ,       x      ,    2
      As Pri|am is in | Ilion?
 
DIOMEDES
                                       ,       ,
                               Fair*| Lady | Cressid,
            ,            ,           ,             ,         ,
      So please | you, save | the thanks | this prince | expects:
           ,       ,         ,       x               ,
      The lus|ter in | your eye,| heaven in | your cheek,
         ,            ,   ,                 ,   ,
      Pleads your | fair vi/sage, and | to Di|omed
       ,       2      ,          ,        ,         ,
      You shall be | mistress,| and com|mand him | wholly.
 
TROILUS
       ,               ,         ,         ,    2   ,
      Grecian,| thou dost | not use | me court|eously,
           ,           ,        ,      ,         x
      To shame | the zeal | of my | peti|tion towards,
      ,   ,                 ,           ,          ,
      I prai/sing her.| I tell | thee lord | of Greece:
       ,    2      T    T   T        ,          ,      2->
      She is as | far high-soa|ring ore | thy prai||ses,
           ,       ,     2    ,      ,          ,
      As thou | unworth|y to be | called her | servant:
           ,           ,          ,      x              ,
      I charge | thee use | her well,| even for | my charge;
       ,    2        ,         ,           ,          ,
      For by the | dreadful | Pluto,| if thou | dost not,
                      ,     ,       ,       ,         ,
      (Though the / great bulk | Achil|les be | thy guard)
            ,           ,
      I'll cut | thy throat.
 
DIOMEDES
                                ,         ,                x
                            Oh be | not moved | Prince^Troilus;
       ,    2      ,      ,     2       ,          ,
      Let me be | privi|leged by my | place and | message,
          ,       ,        ,         ,        ,
      To be | a spea|ker free?| When^I | am hence,
            ,       ,        ,          ,         ,
      I'll ans|wer to | my lust:| and know | my lord;
            ,        ,         ,               ,    ,
      I'll noth|ing do | on charge:| to her / own worth
            ,           ,           ,         ,      2    ,
      She shall | be prized:| but that | you say,| be it so;
             ,         ,         x          ,       ,
      I'll speak | it in | my spirit | and hon|or, no.
 
TROILUS
        ,             ,           ,          ,   ,
      Come to | the port.| I'll tell | thee Di|omed,
             ,            ,      ,              ,          ,
      This brave,| shall oft | make thee | to hide | thy head:
       ,       ,              ,         ,        ,
      Lady | give me | your hand,| and as | we walk,
                ,     ,       ,             ,        ,
      To our / own selves | bend we | our need|ful talk.
 
[Exeunt TROILUS, CRESSIDA, and DIOMEDES. Trumpet within]
 
PARIS
       __     ,          ,
      Hark,| Hector's | trumpet.
 
AENEAS
       ,      2       ,           ,
      How have we | spent this | morning  (tri with prev)
             ,            ,         ,      ,        ,
      The prince | must think | me tar|dy and | remiss,
             ,         ,        ,         ,         ,
      That sore | to ride | before | him to | the field.
 
PARIS
             ,         ,       T     T    .   T           ,
      'Tis Troi|lus' fault:| come, come, to field | with him.
 
DEIPHOBUS
       ,             ,         ,
      Let us | make rea|dy straight.  \\
 
AENEAS
       ,       2      T     T      T       ,     ,
      Yea, with a | bridegroom's fresh | ala|crity
       ,           ,          ,        ,          ,
      Let us | address | to tend | on Hec|tor's heels:
           ,    2    ,      ,          T   T   T
      The glo|ry of our | Troy doth^|this day lie
                 ,    ,          ,       ,      ,
      On his / fair worth,| and sing|le chi|valry.
 
[Exeunt]

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