Act 4 — Scene II. Court of Pandarus' house.[1856]
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Scene II. Court of Pandarus' house.[1856]
Enter Troilus and Cressida.
Tro. Dear, trouble not yourself: the morn is cold. Cres. Then, sweet my lord, I'll call mine uncle down;[1857] He shall unbolt the gates. Tro. Trouble him not; To bed, to bed: sleep kill those pretty eyes,[1858] And give as soft attachment to thy senses 5 As infants' empty of all thought![1859] Cres. Good morrow, then. Tro. I prithee now, to bed. Cres. Are you a-weary of me? Tro. O Cressida! but that the busy day, Waked by the lark, hath roused the ribald crows,[1860] And dreaming night will hide our joys no longer,[1861] 10 I would not from thee. Cres. Night hath been too brief. Tro. Beshrew the witch! with venomous wights she stays[1862] As tediously as hell, but flies the grasps of love[1863] With wings more momentary-swift than thought.[1864] You will catch cold, and curse me. Cres. Prithee, tarry:[1865] 15 You men will never tarry.[1865][1866] O foolish Cressid! I might have still held off,[1866][1867] And then you would have tarried. Hark! there's one up.[1868] Pan. [Within] What, 's all the doors open here?[1869] Tro. It is your uncle. 20 Cres. A pestilence on him! now will he be mocking: I shall have such a life!
Enter Pandarus.[1870]
Pan. How now, how now! how go maidenheads?[1871] Here, you maid! where's my cousin Cressid?[1871][1872] Cres. Go hang yourself, you naughty mocking uncle! 25 You bring me to do—and then you flout me too.[1873] Pan. To do what? to do what? let her say what:[1874] what have I brought you to do?[1874] Cres. Come, come, beshrew your heart! you'll ne'er[1875] be good, nor suffer others.[1875] 30 Pan. Ha, ha! Alas, poor wretch! a poor capocchia![1876] hast not slept to-night? would he not, a naughty man, let it sleep? a bugbear take him! Cres. Did not I tell you? would he were knock'd i'the head! [One knocks.[1877][1878] Who's that at door? good uncle, go and see.[1878] 35 My lord, come you again into my chamber.[1878] You smile and mock me, as if I meant naughtily.[1878][1879] Tro. Ha, ha! Cres. Come, you are deceived, I think of no such thing.
[Knocking.[1880]
How earnestly they knock! Pray you, come in: 40 I would not for half Troy have you seen here.
[Exeunt Troilus and Cressida.[1881]
Pan. Who's there? what's the matter? will you beat[1882] down the door? How now! what's the matter?
Enter Æneas.[1883]
Æne. Good morrow, lord, good morrow.[1884] Pan. Who's there? my Lord Æneas! By my troth,[1885][1886] 45 I knew you not: what news with you so early?[1885][1887] Æne. Is not prince Troilus here? Pan. Here! what should he do here? Æne. Come, he is here, my lord; do not deny him: It doth import him much to speak with me. 50 Pan. Is he here, say you? 'tis more than I know, I'll[1888] be sworn: for my own part, I came in late. What should[1889] he do here? Æne. Who! nay, then: come, come, you'll do him[1890][1891] wrong ere you are ware: you'll be so true to him, to be[1891][1892] 55 false to him: do not you know of him, but yet go fetch[1891][1893] him hither; go.[1891]
Re-enter Troilus.[1894]
Tro. How now! what's the matter? Æne. My lord, I scarce have leisure to salute you, My matter is so rash: there is at hand[1895] 60 Paris your brother and Deiphobus, The Grecian Diomed, and our Antenor Deliver'd to us; and for him forthwith,[1896] Ere the first sacrifice, within this hour, We must give up to Diomedes' hand[1897] 65 The Lady Cressida. Tro. Is it so concluded?[1898] Æne. By Priam and the general state of Troy.[1899] They are at hand and ready to effect it.[1900] Tro. How my achievements mock me![1901] I will go meet them: and, my Lord Æneas, 70 We met by chance; you did not find me here. Æne. Good, good, my lord; the secrets of nature[1902][1903] Have not more gift in taciturnity.[1902]
[Exeunt Troilus and Æneas.[1904]
Pan. Is't possible? no sooner got but lost? The devil[1905] take Antenor! the young prince will go mad: a plague 75 upon Antenor! I would they had broke's neck!
Re-enter Cressida.[1906]
Cres. How now! what's the matter? who was here? Pan. Ah, ah![1907] Cres. Why sigh you so profoundly? where's my lord? gone! Tell me, sweet uncle, what's the matter? 80 Pan. Would I were as deep under the earth as I am above! Cres. O the gods! What's the matter? Pan. Prithee, get thee in: would thou hadst ne'er been[1908] born! I knew thou wouldst be his death: O, poor gentleman! 85 A plague upon Antenor! Cres. Good uncle, I beseech you, on my knees I beseech[1909] you, what's the matter?[1909] Pan. Thou must be gone, wench, thou must be gone; thou art changed for Antenor: thou must to thy father,[1910] 90 and be gone from Troilus: 'twill be his death; 'twill be his bane; he cannot bear it.[1911] Cres. O you immortal gods! I will not go. Pan. Thou must. Cres. I will not, uncle: I have forgot my father;[1912] 95 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, If ever she leave Troilus! Time, force, and death,[1913] 100 Do to this body what extremes you can;[1914] 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,—[1915] Pan. Do, do. 105 Cres. Tear my bright hair and scratch my praised cheeks,[1916] Crack my clear voice with sobs and break my heart With sounding Troilus. I will not go from Troy. [Exeunt.[1917]