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Pan. Will this geer ne'er be mended ?
Pan. Well, I have told you enough of this : for my part, I'll not meddle nor make no further. He, that will bave a cake out of the wheat, must tarry the grinding.
Tro. Have I not tarried ?
Pan. Ay, the grinding; but you must tarry the bolting.
Tro. Have I not tarried ?
Pan. Ay, the bolting; but you must tarry the leavening.
Tro. Still have I tarried.
Pan. Ay, to the leavening: but here's yet in the word-hereafter, the kneading, the making of the cake, the heating of the oven, and the baking; nay, you must stay the cooling too, or you may chance to burn your lips.
Tro. Patience herself, what goddess e'er she be, Doth lesser blench at sufferance than I do. At Priam's royal table do I sit ; And when fair Cressid comes into my thoughts, So, traitor!—when she comes !—When is she thence?
Pan. Well, she looked yesternight fairer than ever I saw her look, or any woman else.
Tro. I was about to tell thee,–When my heart,
Pan. An her hair were not somewhat darker than Helen's, (well, go to,) there were no more comparison between the women,-But, for my part, she is my kinswoman; I would not, as they term it, praise her,– But I would somebody had heard her talk yesterday, as I did. I will not dispraise your sister Cassandra's wit; but
Tro. O Pandarus ! I tell thee, Pandarus,-
Pan. I speak no more than truth.
Pan. 'Faith, I'll not meddle in't. Let her be as she is : if she be fair, 'tis the better for her; an she be not, slie has the mends in her own hands.
Tro. Good Pandarus! How now, Pandarus ?
Pan. I have had my labour for my travel ; illthought on of her, and ill-thought on of you : gone between and between, but small thanks for my labour. Tro. What, art thou angry, Pandarus? what, with
me? Pan. Because she is kin to me, therefore, she's not so fair as Helen : an she were not kin to me, she would be as fair on Friday, as Helen is on Sunday. But what care I! I care not, an she were a black-a-moor ; 'tis all one to me.
Tro. Say I, she is not fair ?
Pan. I do not care whether you do or no. She's a fool to stay behind her father ; let her to the Greeks; and so I'll tell her the next time I see her: for my part, I'll meddle nor make no more in the matter.
Pan. Pray you, speak no more to me; I will leave all as I found it, and there an end.
[Exit PANDARUS. An alarum. Tro. Peace, you ungracious clamours ! peace, rude
I cannot come to Cressid, but by Pandar;
Alarum. Enter ÆENEAS. Æne. How now, prince Troilus? wherefore not a
Æne. That Paris is returned home, and hurt.
Tro. Let Paris bleed : 'Tis but a scar to scorn ;
[Alarum. Æne. Hark! what good sport is out of town to-day!
Tro. Better at home, if would I might, were may.But, to the sport abroad ;-Are you bound thither?
Æne. In all swift haste.
Enter CRESSIDA and ALEXANDER.
Alex. Up to the eastern tower,
Cres. What was his cause of anger ?
Aler. They say he is a very man per se,
Cres. So do all men ; unless they are drunk, sick, or have no legs.
Alex. This man, lady, hath robbed many beasts of their particular additions ; he is as valiant as the lion, churlish as the bear, slow as the elephant: a man into whom nature hath so crowded humours, that his valour