Ulyff. Come, come. Tro. Nay, ftay; by Jove, I will not speak a word: There is between my will and all offences A guard of patience :-stay a little while. Ther. How the devil luxury, with his fat rump, and potatoe finger, tickles these together! Fry, lechery, fry! Dio. But will you then? Cref. In faith, I will, la; never trust me else. Dio. Give me fome token for the furety of it. Uly. You have fworn patience. Tro. [Exit. Fear me not, my lord; I will not be myself, nor have cognition Re-enter CRESSIDA. Ther. Now the pledge; now, now, now! Tro. O beauty! where's thy faith? Ulyf My lord,- Cref. You look upon that sleeve; Behold it well.- Cref. 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. Cref. Dio. What this? Ay, that. Cref. O, all you gods!-O pretty pretty pledge! Thy mafter now lies thinking in his bed Of thee, and me; and fighs, and takes my glove, As I kiss thee.-Nay, do not fnatch it from me; Cref. You shall not have it, Diomed; 'faith not; I'll give you fomething else. Dio. I will have this; Whose was it? Cref. Dio. Come, tell me whofe it was. you shall 'Tis no matter. Cref. 'Twas one's that lov'd me better than you will. But, now you have it, take it. Dio. Whose was it? -women yonder, Cref. By all Diana's waiting-v And by herself, I will not tell you whose. Dio. To-morrow will I wear it on my helm; And grieve his spirit, that dares not challenge it. Tro. Wert thou the devil, and wor'st it on thy horn, It should be challeng'd. Cref. Well, well, 'tis done, 'tis paft ;-And yet it is not; I will not keep my word. Dio. Why then, farewell; Thou never fhalt mock Diomed again. Cref. You fhall not go :-One cannot speak a word, But it straight starts you. Dio. I do not like this fooling. Ther. Nor I, by Pluto: but that that likes not you, pleases me best. Dio. What, fhall I come? the hour? Cref. Good night. I pr'ythee, come. [Exit DIOMEDES. Troilus, farewell! one eye yet looks on thee; [Exit CRESSIDA. Ther. A proof of strength she could not publish more, Unless she said, My mind is now turn'd whore. Uly. All's done, my lord. Tro. Uly It is. Why stay we then? Tro. To make a recordation to my foul Tro. Why, my negation hath no taste of madness. Think, we had mothers; do not give advantage Uly. What hath fhe done, prince, that can foil our mothers? Tro. Nothing at all, unless that this were she. If fouls guide vows, if vows be fanctimony, If there be rule in unity itself, This was not fhe. O madness of discourse, The fractions of her faith, orts of her love, Hark, Hark, Greek ;-As much as I do Creffid love, That sleeve is mine, that he'll bear on his helm; Ther. He'll tickle it for his concupy. Tro. O Creffid! O false Creffid! falfe, false, false! Let all untruths ftand by thy stained name, And they'll feem glorious. Ulyf O, contain yourself; Your paffion draws ears hither. Enter NEAS. Ene. I have been feeking you this hour, my lord: Hector, by this, is arming him in Troy; Ajax, your guard, stays to conduct you home. Tro. Have with you, prince :-My courteous lord adieu : Farewell, revolted fair!-and, Diomed, Stand fast, and wear a castle on thy head! Uly. I'll bring you to the gates. Tro. Accept distracted thanks. [Exeunt TROILUS, ENEAS, and ULYSSES. Ther. 'Would, I could meet that rogue Diomed! 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 commodious drab. Lechery, lechery; ftill, wars H 4 and |