!

Dio. No, no, good night: I'll be your fool no

more.

Troi. Thy better muft.

Cre. Hark, one word in your ear.

Ulyf. You are mov'd, prince; let us depart, I

[Exeunt feverally.

Ther. That fame Diomed's a false-hearted rogue, a most unjust knave; I will no more trust him 25 when he leers, than I will a ferpent when he hiffes: he will spend his mouth, and promise like Brabler the hound; but when he performs, astronomers foretel it; it is prodigious, there will come some change; the fun borrows of the moon, 30 To wrathful terms: this place is dangerous;

Troi. O plague and madness!

[pray you,

Left your displeasure should enlarge itself

when Diomed keeps his word. I will rather leave

to see Hector, than not to dog him: they say, he keeps a Trojan drab, and uses the traitor Calchas his tent: I'll after. Nothing but lechery! all

The time right deadly; I beseech you, go.
Trai. Behold, I pray you !

Ulyf. Now, good my lord, go off:

incontinent varlets!

[Exit. 35

You flow to great distraction 3: come, my lord.
Troi. I pr'ythee, stay.

May fing her, if he can take her cliff2; she's noted.
Dio. Will you remember?

babler or brabler.

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45

Ulyf. You have not patience; come. (torments,
Troi. I pray you, stay; by hell, and by hell's

I will not speak a word.

Dis. And fo good night.

Cre. Nay but you part in anger.

Troi. Doth that grieve thee?

O wither'd truth!

Ulyf. Why, how now, lord?

Troi. By Jove, I will be patient.

Cre. Guardian!-why, Greek!

Dio. Pho, pho! adieu; you palter.

Cre. In faith, I do not; come hither once again..

Ulyf. You shake, my lord, at something; will

If a hound gives bis mouth, and is not upon the scent of the game, he is by sportsinen called a dication of the pitch, and bespeaks what kind of voice-as base, tenour, treble, it is proper for. 2 Cliff is a mark in music at the beginning of the lines of a fong; and is the in3 The meaning is, The tide of your imagination will hurry you either to noble death from the hand of Diomed, or to the height of madnes from the predominance of your own paffions. 4 Mr. Collins explains this paffage thus: "Luxuria was the appropriate term ufed by school divines, to exprefs the fin of incontinence, which accordingly is called luxury in all our old English writers. Buty

Dio. But will you then?

Cre. In faith, I will, la; never trust me elfe.

Dio. Give me some token for the surety of it.

Cre. I'll fetch you one.

Ulyf. You have sworn patience.

Troi. Fear me not, my lord;

I will not be myself, nor have cognition

Of what I feel; I am all patience.

Re-enter Creffida.

Ther. Now the pledge; now, now, now!
Cre. Here, Diomed, keep this sleeve.

Troi. O beauty!

Where is thy faith?

Ulyf. My lord,

Trui. I will be patient; outwardly I will.
Cre. You look upon that fleeve: Behold it

well.

He lov'd me-O false wench!-Give 't me again.
Dio. Whofe was 't?

Cre. It is no matter, now I have 't again.
I will not meet with you to-morrow night:
I pr'ythee, Diomed, vifit me no more.

Ther. Now the sharpens;-Well faid, whetstone.
Dio. I shall have it.

Cre. What, this?

Dis. Ay, that.

Cre. O, all you gods! - pretty pretty pledge!

Thy master now lies thinking on his bed

Of thee, and me; and fighs, and takes my glove,
And gives memorial dainty kiffes to it,

As I kifs thee.-Nay, do not snatch it from me;
He, that takes that, must take my heart withal.
Dio. I had your heart before, this follows it.
Troi. I did swear patience.

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Unless she say, My mind is now turn'd whore.

Ulyf. All's done, my lord.
Troi. It is.

Ulyf. Why stay we then?

Troi. To make a recordation to my foul

Of every fyllable that here was spoke.
But, if I tell how these two did co-act,

20 Shall I not lye in publishing a truth?
Sith yet there is a credence in my heart,
An esperence so obstinately strong,
That doth invert the attest of eyes and ears;
As if those organs had deceptious functions,

25 Created only to calumniate.

Was Creffid here?

Ulyf. I cannot conjure, Trojan.
Troi. She was not, fure.
Ulyf. Most fure, she was.

30 Troi. Why, my negation hath no taste of madness.
Ulyf. Nor mine, my lord: Creffid was here
but now.

Troi. Let it not be believ'd for womanhood! Think, we had mothers; do not give advantage

Cre. You shall not have it, Diomed; faith you 35 To stubborn critics-apt, without a theme,

shall not;

I'll give you fomething else.

Dio. I will have this; Whose was it?

For depravation-to square the general fex
By Creffid's rule: rather think this not Crefsid.
Ulyf. What hath the done, prince, that can foil

Cre. It is no matter.

our mothers?

Trei. Nothing at all, unless that this were the.
Ther. Will he swagger himself out on'sown eyes?
Troi. This she? no, this is Diomed's Cressida:
If beauty have a foul, this is not the;
If fouls guide vows, if vows be fanctimony,

45 If fanctimony be the gods' delight,
If there be rule in unity itself,
This is not the. O madness of difcourse,
That cause sets up with and against itself!
Bi-fold authority! where reason can revolt
[is not; 50 Without perdition, and lofs affume all reason
Without revolt 5; this is, and is not, Creffid;
Within my foul there doth commence a fight
Of this strange nature, that a thing inseperate
Divides far wider than the sky and earth;

Cre. Well, well, 'tis done, 'tis past;-And yet it

I will not keep my word.

Dio. Why then, farewel;

Thou never shalt mock Diomed again.

Cre. You shall not go:- One cannot speak a word, 55 And yet the spacious breadth of this divifion But it ftraight starts you.

Dio. I do not like this fooling.

Ther. Nor 1, by Pluto: but that that likes not you, Pleases me best.

Dio. What, shall I come? the hour?

Admits no orifice for a point, as fubtle
As Arachne's broken woof, to enter.
Instance, O instance! strong as Pluto's gates,
Cressid is mine, tied with the bonds of heaven:
60 Instance, O instance! strong as Heaven itself;

why is luxury, or lafciviousness, said to have a potatoe finger?-This root, which was in our author's time but newly imported from America, was confidered as a rare exotic, and esteemed a very strong provocative."

I It was anciently the custom to wear a lady's fleeve for a favour. 2 i. e. the stars which the points to. 3 i. e. the could not publish a stronger proof. + That is, If there be certainty in unity, if it be a rule that one is one. 5 The words lofs and perdition are used in their common sense, but they mean the lofs or perdition of reason.

- The fragments, scraps, the bits, and greasy reliques 5 Purfue we him on knees; for I have dreamt

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That sleeve is mine, that he'll bear on his helm; 15 Than spotted livers in the facrifice.

Æne. I have been seeking you this hour, my lord; 30 And. Cafiandra, call my father to perfuade.

Ther. 'Would, I could meet that rogue Diomed! 40 Which better fits a lion, than a man.

I would croak like a raven; I would bode, I

would bode. Patroclus will give me any thing

for the intelligence of this whore: the parrot will

not do more for an almond, than he for a com

modious drab. Lechery, lechery; still, wars and 45 You bid them rife, and live.

lechery: nothing else holds fashion: A burning

[Exit.

[day.

And. My dreams will, fure, prove ominous to-
Heft. No more, I fay.

Aknot tied by giving her hand to Diomed. We ftill fay of a faithless man, that he has eaten bis words. 3 It has been before observed in note ', P. 843, that by a caftle was meant a clofe belmet. 4 i. e. the valuable man. 5 i. c. put off.

Not Priamus and Hecuba on knees,

Their eyes o'er-galled with recourse of tears;
Nor you, my brother, with your true sword drawn,
Oppos'd to hinder me, should stop my way,
But by my ruin.

Re-enter Caffandra, with Priam.

Caf. Lay hold upon him, Priam, hold him fast:
He is thy crutch; now if thou lose thy stay,
Thou on him leaning, and all Troy on thee,
Fall all together.

Priam. Come, Hector, come, go back:
Thy wife hath dreamt; thy mother hath had visions;
Caffandra doth forefee; and I myself

Am like a prophet suddenly enrapt,

To tell thee that this day is ominous :
Therefore, come back.

Heft. Æneas is a-field;

And I do ftand engag'd to many Greeks,
Even in the faith of valour, to appear
This morning to them.

Priam. But thou shalt not go.

Hot. I must not break my faith.

You know me dutiful; therefore, dear fir,

Let me not shame respect; but give me leave
To take that course by your confent and voice, 25 luxurious drab, of a sleeveless errand. O' the

Between Troy and the Camp. [Alarum.] Enter Therfites. Ther. Now they are clapper-clawing one another; I'll go look on. That diffembling abominable varlet, Diomed, has got that same scurvy 20 doting foolish young knave's fleeve of Troy, there, in his helm: I would fain fee them meet; that that fame young Trojan ass, that loves the whore there, might send that Greekish whore-masterly villain, with the fleeve, back to the dissembling

Which you do here forbid me, royal Priam.

Caf. O Priam, yield not to him.

And. Do not, dear father.

other fide, the policy of those crafty swearing rafcals, that stale old mouse-eaten dry cheese, Neftor; and that same dog-fox, Ulyffes, is not prov'd worth a black-berry:-They set me up 30 in policy, that mungril cur, Ajax, against that dog, of as bad a kind, Achilles: and now is the cur Ajax prouder than the cur Achilles, and will not arm to-day; whereupon the Grecians begin to proclaim barbarifm 3; and policy grows into an ill

Caf. O farewel, dear Hector!

Look, how thou dy'st! look, how thy eye turns pale! 35 opinion. Soft! here comes fleeve, and t'other.

Look, how thy wounds do bleed at many vents!

Hark, how Troy roars! how Hecuba cries out!

How poor Andromache shrills her dolours forth!
Behold, distraction, frenzy, and amazement,
Like witless anticks, one another meet,

And all cry-Hector! Hector's dead! O Hector!

Enter Diomed, and Troilus.

Troi. Fly not; for, shouldst thou take the river
I would fwim after.

Dio. Thou dost mif-call retire:
40 I do not fly; but advantageous care
Withdrew me from the odds of multitude:
Have at thee!

Thou doft thyself and all our Troy deceive. [Exit.45
Haa. You are amaz'd, my liege, at her exclaim:
Go in, and cheer the town: we'll forth, and fight,
Do deeds worth praife, and tell you them at night.
Priam. Farewel: The gods with safety stand
about thee!

[Styx,

[They go off fighting. Ther. Hold thy whore, Grecian!-now for thy whore, Trojan!-now the fleeve, now the fleeve!

Enter Hector.

Heft. What art thou, Greek? art thou for Hector's match?

Art thou of blood, and honour ?

Ther. No, no;- I am a rascal; a scurvy rail

[Exit Priam. Alarums. 50 ing knave; a very filthy rogue. Troi. They are at it; hark! Proud Diomed, believe, I come to lose my arm, or win my fleeve.

Enter Pandarus.

Pan. Do you hear, my lord? do you hear?
Troi. What now?

Pan. Here's a letter come from yon' poor girl.
Troi. Let me read.

Heft. I do believe thee;-live.

[Exit.

Ther. God-a-mercy, that thou wilt believe me; but a plague break thy neck, for frighting me! What's become of the wenching rogues? I think, 55 they have fwallow'd one another: I would laugh at that miracle. Yet, in a fort, lechery eats itself. I'll feek them.

Pan. A whoreson ptisick, a whorefon rascally ptifick fo troubles me, and the foolish fortune of this girl; and what one thing, what another, that 60 I shall leave you one o' these days: And I have a rheum in mine eyes too; and such an ach in my

[Exit.

i. e. tears that continue to course one another down the face. 2 Mr. Theobald fupposes sneeriny, which is most probably right. 3 i. e. to fet up the authority of ignorance, to declare that they will be governed by policy no longer.

Prefent

Achilles

Acbil. I do disdain thy courtesy, proud Trojan.

Hett. Yea, Troilus? O, well fought, my young-
est brother!

Enter Achilles.

Is arming, weeping, curfing, vowing vengeance: 35 Be happy, that my arms are out of ufe:

Patroclus' wounds have rouz'd his drowsy blood,

Together with his mangled Myrmidons,

That noseless, handless, hack'd and chip'd, come to

My rest and negligence befriend thee now,
But thou anon shalt hear of me again;
'Till when go seek thy fortune.
Het. Fare thee well: -

40 I would have been much more a fresher man,
Had I expected thee.-How now, my brother?

Re-enter Troilus.

Troi. Ajax hath ta'en Æneas; Shall it be?
No, by the flame of yonder glorious heaven,
45 He shall not carry him; I'll be taken too,
Or bring him off:-Fate, hear me what I say!
I reck not though I end my life to-day.

Enter one in Armour.

[Exit.

"Beyonde the royalme of Amasonne came an auncyent kynge, wyse and dyscreete, named " Epystrophus, and brought a M. knyghtes, and a marvayllouse beste that was called SAGITTAYRE, " that behynde the myddes was an horse, and to fore, a man: this beste was heery like an horse, and " had his eyen rede as a cole, and shotte well with a bowe: this befte made the Greekes fore aferde, and " flewe many of them with bis bowe." The Three Destructions of Troy, printed by Caxton. 2 From The Three. Destructions of Troy is taken this name given to Hector's horse. 3 Sculls are great numbers of fishes swimming together. 4 Dr. Johnson says, he never found the word frush elsewhere, nor does he understand it; but that Hanmer explains it, to break or bruife. Mr. Steevens adds, that to frufb a chicken, is a term in carving which he cannot explain; but that the word is as ancient as Wynkyn de Worde's Booke of Kervinge, 1508, and that it feems to be sometimes used for any action of violence by which things are feparated, difordered, or destroyed.

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