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Cre. Sir, mine own company.
Trot. You cannot shun your self.
Cre. Let me go try: I have a kind of self resides with you: But an unkind self, that itself will leave, To be another's fool. Where is my wit? I would be gone : I speak I know not what. [wisely.
Trot. Well know they what they speak, that speak so
Cre. Perchance, my Lord, I shew more craft than love,
Trot. O that I thought it could be in a woman,
Cre. In that I'll war with you.
Trot. O virtuous fight!
i Or else
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As sun to day, as turtle to her mate,
As iron to adamant, as earth to th' center:
Yet after all comparisons of truth,
As truth's authentick author to be cited
As true as Troilus shall crown up the verse
And sanctifie the numbers.
Crt. Prophet may you be!
Pan. Go to, a bargain made: seal it, seal h, I'll be the witness. Here I hold your hand ; here my cousin's; if ever you prove false to one another, lince I have taken such pains to bring you together, Jet ail pitisul goersbetween be called to the world's end after my name ; call them all Pandars: let all *'inconstantN men be ¥roilus's, all false women Creffida's, and all brokers-between Pandars: fay Amen.
fsroi. Amen /
Pan. Amen! Whereupon I will shew you *<a chamber with a bed ;N which bed, because it shall not speak of your pretty encounters, press it to death : away. And Cupid grant all tongue-ty'd maidens here, Bed, chamber, Pandar to provide this geer! [Exeunt.
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SCENE. SCENE VI.
The Grecian camp.
Enter Agamemnon, Ulysses, Diomedes, Nestor, Menelaus, and Calchas.
Cat. Now, Princes, for the service I have done you, Th' advantage of the time prompts me aloud To call for recompence: appear it to you That, through the light I bear in things to come, I have abandon'd Troy, left my possession, Incurr'd a traitor's name, expos'd myself, From certain and possest conveniencies, To doubtsul fortunes ; sequestred from all, That time, acquaintance, custom, and condition, Made tame and most familiar to my nature: And here to do you service am become As new into the world, strange, unacquainted. I do beseech you, as in way .of taste, To give me now a little benefit, Out of those many registred in promise, "Which you fay live to come in my behalf.
Aga. What wouldst thou of us, Trojan? make demand.
Col. You have a Trojan prisoner, call'd Antenor,
la Id most accepted 4'pay\
Aga. Let Diomede bear him,
Dio. This shall I undertake, and 'tis a burthen Which I am proud to bear. [Exit.
Achilles and Patroclus appear hefore their Tent.
Ulys. Achilles stands i'th' entrance of his tent;
Aga. "We'll execute your purpose, and put on
Achil. What, comes the General to speak with me? You know my mind. I'll fight no more 'gainst Troy.
Aga. What says Achilles? would he ought with us i
Nejl. Would you, my Lord, ought with the General?
Nest. Nothing, my Lord.
Aga. The better.
Achil. Good day, good day.
Men. How do you? how do you?
Achil. What, does the cuckold scorn me? .
Ajax. How now, Patroclus?
Achil. Good morrow, Ajax.
Achil. Good morrow.
Ajax. Ay, and good next day too. [Exeunt. Achil. What mean these sellows? know they not
Pat. They pass by strangely: they were us'd to bend,
Achil. What, am I poor of late?
Ulys. Now, Thetis' son!
Achil. What are you reading?