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The Tragedie of Troylus and Cressida.
colour enough, and the other higher, is too flaming a
praise for a good complexion, I had as lieue Hellens golden
tongue had commended Troylus for a copper nose.
praise for a good complexion, I had as lieue Hellens golden
tongue had commended Troylus for a copper nose.
Pan.
I sweare to you,
I thinke Hellen loues him better then Paris.
I sweare to you,
I thinke Hellen loues him better then Paris.
Cre.
Then shee's a merry Greeke indeed.
Then shee's a merry Greeke indeed.
Pan.
Nay I am sure she does, she came to him th'other
day into the compast window, and you know he has not
past three or foure haires on his chinne.
Nay I am sure she does, she came to him th'other
day into the compast window, and you know he has not
past three or foure haires on his chinne.
Cres.
Indeed a Tapsters Arithmetique may soone
bring his particulars therein, to a totall.
Indeed a Tapsters Arithmetique may soone
bring his particulars therein, to a totall.
Pand.
Why he is very yong, and yet will he within
three pound lift as much as his brother Hector.
Why he is very yong, and yet will he within
three pound lift as much as his brother Hector.
Cres.
Is he is so young a man, and so old a lifter?
Is he is so young a man, and so old a lifter?
Pan.
But to prooue to you that Hellen loues him, she
came and puts me her white hand to his clouen chin.
But to prooue to you that Hellen loues him, she
came and puts me her white hand to his clouen chin.
Cres.
Iuno haue mercy, how came it clouen?
Iuno haue mercy, how came it clouen?
Pan.
Why, you know 'tis dimpled,
I thinke his smyling becomes him better then any man
in all Phrigia.
Why, you know 'tis dimpled,
I thinke his smyling becomes him better then any man
in all Phrigia.
Cre.
Oh he smiles valiantly.
Oh he smiles valiantly.
Pan.
Dooes hee not?
Dooes hee not?
Cre.
Oh yes, and 'twere a clow'd in Autumne.
Oh yes, and 'twere a clow'd in Autumne.
Pan.
Why go to then, but to proue to you that Hellen
loues Troylus.
Why go to then, but to proue to you that Hellen
loues Troylus.
Cre.
Troylus wil stand to thee
Proofe, if youle prooue it so.
Troylus wil stand to thee
Proofe, if youle prooue it so.
Pan.
Troylus? why he esteemes her no more then I esteeme
an addle egge.
Troylus? why he esteemes her no more then I esteeme
an addle egge.
Cre.
If you loue an addle egge as well as you loue an
idle head, you would eate chickens i'th'shell.
If you loue an addle egge as well as you loue an
idle head, you would eate chickens i'th'shell.
Pan.
I can not chuse but laugh to thinke how she tickled
his chin, indeed shee has a maruel's white hand I must
needs confesse.
I can not chuse but laugh to thinke how she tickled
his chin, indeed shee has a maruel's white hand I must
needs confesse.
Cre.
Without the racke.
Without the racke.
Pan.
And shee takes vpon her to spie a white haire on
his chinne.
And shee takes vpon her to spie a white haire on
his chinne.
Cre.
Alas poore chin? many a wart is richer.
Alas poore chin? many a wart is richer.
Pand.
But there was such laughing, Queene Hecuba
laught that her eyes ran ore.
But there was such laughing, Queene Hecuba
laught that her eyes ran ore.
Cre.
With Milstones.
With Milstones.
Pan.
And Cassandra laught,
And Cassandra laught,
Cre.
But there was more temperate fire vnder the pot
of her eyes: did her eyes run ore too?
But there was more temperate fire vnder the pot
of her eyes: did her eyes run ore too?
Pan.
And Hector laught.
And Hector laught.
Cre.
At what was ail this laughing?
At what was ail this laughing?
Pand.
Marry at the white haire that Hellen spied on
Troylus chin.
Marry at the white haire that Hellen spied on
Troylus chin.
Cres.
And t'had beene a greene haire, I should haue
laught too.
And t'had beene a greene haire, I should haue
laught too.
Pand.
They laught not so much at the haire, as at his
pretty answere.
They laught not so much at the haire, as at his
pretty answere.
Cre.
What was his answere?
What was his answere?
Pan.
Quoth shee, heere's but two and fisty haires on
your chinne; and one of them is white.
Quoth shee, heere's but two and fisty haires on
your chinne; and one of them is white.
Cre.
This is her question.
This is her question.
Pand.
That's true, make no question os that, two and
fiftie haires quoth hee, and one white, that white haire is
my Father, and all the rest are his Sonnes. Iuipiter quoth
she, which of these haires is Paris my husband? The forked
one quoth he, pluckt out and giue it him: but there
was such laughing, and Hellen so blusht, and Paris so
chast, and all the rest so laught, that it past.
That's true, make no question os that, two and
fiftie haires quoth hee, and one white, that white haire is
my Father, and all the rest are his Sonnes. Iuipiter quoth
she, which of these haires is Paris my husband? The forked
one quoth he, pluckt out and giue it him: but there
was such laughing, and Hellen so blusht, and Paris so
chast, and all the rest so laught, that it past.
Cre.
So let it now,
For is has beene a great while going by.
So let it now,
For is has beene a great while going by.
Pan.
Well Cozen,
I told you a thing yesterday, think on't.
Well Cozen,
I told you a thing yesterday, think on't.
Cre.
So I does.
So I does.
Pand.
Ile be sworne 'tis true, he will weepe you
Sound a retreate.an'twere a man borne in Aprill.
Ile be sworne 'tis true, he will weepe you
Sound a retreate.an'twere a man borne in Aprill.
Cres.
And Ile spring vp in his teares, an 'twere a nettle
against May.
And Ile spring vp in his teares, an 'twere a nettle
against May.
Pan.
Harke they are coming from the field, shal we
stand vp here and see them, as they passe toward Illium,
good Neece do, sweet Neece Cressida.
Harke they are coming from the field, shal we
stand vp here and see them, as they passe toward Illium,
good Neece do, sweet Neece Cressida.
Cre.
At your pleasure.
At your pleasure.
Pan.
Heere, heere, here's an excellent place, here we
may see most brauely, Ile tel you them all by their names,
as they passe by, but marke Troylus aboue the rest.
Heere, heere, here's an excellent place, here we
may see most brauely, Ile tel you them all by their names,
as they passe by, but marke Troylus aboue the rest.
Enter Æneas.
Cre.
Speake not so low'd.
Speake not so low'd.
Pan.
That's Æneas, is not that a braue man, hee's one
of the flowers of Troy I can you, but marke Troylus; you
shall see anon.
That's Æneas, is not that a braue man, hee's one
of the flowers of Troy I can you, but marke Troylus; you
shall see anon.
Cre.
Who's that's?
Who's that's?
Enter Antenor.
Pan.
That's Antenor, he has a shrow'd wit I can tell
you, and hee's a man good inough, hee's one o'th soundest
iudgement in Troy whosoeuer, and a proper man of
person: when comes Troylus? Ile shew you Troylus anon,
if hee see me, you shall see him him nod at me.
That's Antenor, he has a shrow'd wit I can tell
you, and hee's a man good inough, hee's one o'th soundest
iudgement in Troy whosoeuer, and a proper man of
person: when comes Troylus? Ile shew you Troylus anon,
if hee see me, you shall see him him nod at me.
Cre.
Will he giue you the nod?
Will he giue you the nod?
Pan.
You shall see.
You shall see.
Cre.
If he do, the rich shall haue, more,
If he do, the rich shall haue, more,
Enter Hector.
Pan.
That's Hector, that, that, looke you, that there's a
fellow. Goe thy way Hector, there's a braue man Neece,
O braue Hector! Looke how hee lookes? there's a
countenance; ist not a braue man?
That's Hector, that, that, looke you, that there's a
fellow. Goe thy way Hector, there's a braue man Neece,
O braue Hector! Looke how hee lookes? there's a
countenance; ist not a braue man?
Cre.
O braue man!
O braue man!
Pan.
Is a not? It dooes a mans heart good looke you
what hacks are on his Helmet, looke you yonder, do you
see? Looke you there? There's no iesting, laying on, tak't
off, who ill as they say, there be hacks.
Is a not? It dooes a mans heart good looke you
what hacks are on his Helmet, looke you yonder, do you
see? Looke you there? There's no iesting, laying on, tak't
off, who ill as they say, there be hacks.
Cre.
Be those with Swords?
Be those with Swords?
Enter Paris
Pan.
Swords, any thing he cares not, and the diuell
come to him, it's all one, by Gods lid it dooes ones heart
good. Yonder comes Paris, yonder comes Paris: looke
yee yonder Neece, ist not a gallant man to, ist not? Why
this is braue now: who said he came hurt home to day?
Hee's not hurt, why this will do Hellens heart good
now, ha? Would I could see Troylus now, you shall
Troylus anon.
Swords, any thing he cares not, and the diuell
come to him, it's all one, by Gods lid it dooes ones heart
good. Yonder comes Paris, yonder comes Paris: looke
yee yonder Neece, ist not a gallant man to, ist not? Why
this is braue now: who said he came hurt home to day?
Hee's not hurt, why this will do Hellens heart good
now, ha? Would I could see Troylus now, you shall
Troylus anon.
Cre.
Whose that?
Whose that?
Enter Hellenus.
Pan.
That's Hellenus, 1 maruell where Troylus is, that's
Helenus, I thinke he went not forth to day: that's Hellenus.
That's Hellenus, 1 maruell where Troylus is, that's
Helenus, I thinke he went not forth to day: that's Hellenus.
Cre.
Can Hellenus fight Vncle?
Can Hellenus fight Vncle?
Pan.
Hellenus no: yes heele fight indifferent, well, I
maruell where Troylus is; harke, do you not haere the
people crie Troylus? Hellenus is a Priest.
Hellenus no: yes heele fight indifferent, well, I
maruell where Troylus is; harke, do you not haere the
people crie Troylus? Hellenus is a Priest.
Cre.
What sneaking fellow comes yonder?
What sneaking fellow comes yonder?
Enter Trylus.
Pan.
Where? Yonder? That's Dœphobus. 'Tis Troylus!
Ther's a man Neece, hem; Braue Troylus the Prince
of Chiualrie.
Where? Yonder? That's Dœphobus. 'Tis Troylus!
Ther's a man Neece, hem; Braue Troylus the Prince
of Chiualrie.
Cre.
Peace, for shame peace.
Peace, for shame peace.
Pand.
Marke him, not him: O braue Troylus: looke
well vpon him Neece, looke you how his Sword is bloudied,
and his Helme more hackt then Hectors, and how he
Marke him, not him: O braue Troylus: looke
well vpon him Neece, looke you how his Sword is bloudied,
and his Helme more hackt then Hectors, and how he
lookes,
