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Troilus and Cressida

ACT IV SCENE II The same. Court of Pandarus' house. 
TROILUSDear, trouble not yourself: the morn is cold.
CRESSIDAThen, sweet my lord, I'll call mine uncle down;
He shall unbolt the gates.
TROILUSTrouble him not;
To bed, to bed: sleep kill those pretty eyes,5
And give as soft attachment to thy senses
As infants' empty of all thought!
CRESSIDAGood morrow, then.
TROILUSI prithee now, to bed.
CRESSIDAAre you a-weary of me?10
TROILUSO Cressida! but that the busy day,
Waked by the lark, hath roused the ribald crows,
And dreaming night will hide our joys no longer,
I would not from thee.
CRESSIDANight hath been too brief.15
TROILUSBeshrew the witch! with venomous wights she stays
As tediously as hell, but flies the grasps of love
With wings more momentary-swift than thought.
You will catch cold, and curse me.
CRESSIDAPrithee, tarry:20
You men will never tarry.
O foolish Cressid! I might have still held off,
And then you would have tarried. Hark!
there's one up.
PANDARUS[Within] What, 's all the doors open here? 25
TROILUSIt is your uncle.
CRESSIDAA pestilence on him! now will he be mocking:
I shall have such a life!
PANDARUSHow now, how now! how go maidenheads? Here, you
maid! where's my cousin Cressid?30
CRESSIDAGo hang yourself, you naughty mocking uncle!
You bring me to do, and then you flout me too.
PANDARUSTo do what? to do what? let her say
what: what have I brought you to do?
CRESSIDACome, come, beshrew your heart! you'll ne'er be good,35
Nor suffer others.
PANDARUSHa! ha! Alas, poor wretch! ah, poor capocchia!
hast not slept to-night? would he not, a naughty
man, let it sleep? a bugbear take him!
CRESSIDADid not I tell you? Would he were knock'd i' the head!40
[Knocking within]
Who's that at door? good uncle, go and see.
My lord, come you again into my chamber:
You smile and mock me, as if I meant naughtily.
CRESSIDACome, you are deceived, I think of no such thing.45
[Knocking within]
How earnestly they knock! Pray you, come in:
I would not for half Troy have you seen here.
PANDARUSWho's there? what's the matter? will you beat
down the door? How now! what's the matter?
[Enter AENEAS]
AENEASGood morrow, lord, good morrow.50
PANDARUSWho's there? my Lord AEneas! By my troth,
I knew you not: what news with you so early?
AENEASIs not Prince Troilus here?
PANDARUSHere! what should he do here?
AENEASCome, he is here, my lord; do not deny him:55
It doth import him much to speak with me.
PANDARUSIs he here, say you? 'tis more than I know, I'll
be sworn: for my own part, I came in late. What
should he do here?
AENEASWho!--nay, then: come, come, you'll do him wrong60
ere you're ware: you'll be so true to him, to be
false to him: do not you know of him, but yet go
fetch him hither; go.
[Re-enter TROILUS]
TROILUSHow now! what's the matter?
AENEASMy lord, I scarce have leisure to salute you,65
My matter is so rash: there is at hand
Paris your brother, and Deiphobus,
The Grecian Diomed, and our Antenor
Deliver'd to us; and for him forthwith,
Ere the first sacrifice, within this hour,70
We must give up to Diomedes' hand
The Lady Cressida.
TROILUSIs it so concluded?
AENEASBy Priam and the general state of Troy:
They are at hand and ready to effect it.75
TROILUSHow my achievements mock me!
I will go meet them: and, my Lord AEneas,
We met by chance; you did not find me here.
AENEASGood, good, my lord; the secrets of nature
Have not more gift in taciturnity.80
PANDARUSIs't possible? no sooner got but lost? The devil
take Antenor! the young prince will go mad: a
plague upon Antenor! I would they had broke 's neck!
[Re-enter CRESSIDA]
CRESSIDAHow now! what's the matter? who was here?
CRESSIDAWhy sigh you so profoundly? where's my lord? gone!
Tell me, sweet uncle, what's the matter?
PANDARUSWould I were as deep under the earth as I am above!
CRESSIDAO the gods! what's the matter?
PANDARUSPrithee, get thee in: would thou hadst ne'er been90
born! I knew thou wouldst be his death. O, poor
gentleman! A plague upon Antenor!
CRESSIDAGood uncle, I beseech you, on my knees! beseech you,
what's the matter?
PANDARUSThou must be gone, wench, thou must be gone; thou95
art changed for Antenor: thou must to thy father,
and be gone from Troilus: 'twill be his death;
'twill be his bane; he cannot bear it.
CRESSIDAO you immortal gods! I will not go.
PANDARUSThou must.100
CRESSIDAI will not, uncle: I have forgot my father;
I know no touch of consanguinity;
No kin no love, no blood, no soul so near me
As the sweet Troilus. O you gods divine!
Make Cressid's name the very crown of falsehood,105
If ever she leave Troilus! Time, force, and death,
Do to this body what extremes you can;
But the strong base and building of my love
Is as the very centre of the earth,
Drawing all things to it. I'll go in and weep,--110
CRESSIDATear my bright hair and scratch my praised cheeks,
Crack my clear voice with sobs and break my heart
With sounding Troilus. I will not go from Troy.

Troilus and Cressida, Act 4, Scene 3


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