Tro. Yea, so familiar !
Ulyss. She will sing any man at first sight.

Ther. And any man may sing her, if he can take her cliff ;6. she's noted. Dio. Will

you remember? Cres.

Remember? yes. Dio.

Nay, but do then ; And let your mind be coupled with your words.

Tro. What should she remember
Ulyss. List!
Cres. Sweet honey Greek, tempt me no more to

folly.
Ther. Roguery !
Dio. Nay, then,-
Cres.

I'll tell you what :
Dio. Pho! pho! come, tell a pin : You are for-

sworn. Cres. In faith, I cannot : What would

you

have

me do?

Ther. A juggling trick, to be-secretly open. Dio. What did you swear you would bestow on

me? Cres. I pr’ythee, do not hold me to mine oath; Bid me do any thing but that, sweet Greek.

Dio. Good night.
Tro.

Hold, patience!
Ulyss.

How now, Trojan ? Cres.

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

your

fool no

more.

Tro. Thy better must.
Cres.

Hark! one word in your ear.
Tro. O plague and madness!
Ulyss. You are mov’d, prince; let us depart, I
Lest your displeasure should enlarge itself
To wrathful terms; this place is dangerous ;
The time right deadly; I beseech you, go.

Tro. Behold, I pray you !
Ulyss.

Now, good my lord, go off : You How to great destruction ; comę, my

lord.
Tro. I pr’ythee, stay.
Ulyss.

You have not patience; come.
Tro. I pray you, stay; by hell, and all hell's

torments,
I will not speak a word.
Dio.

And so, good night.
Cres. Nay, but you part in anger.
Tro.

Doth that grieve thee :
O wither'd truth !
Ulyss.

Why, how now, lord ?
Tro.

By Jove,
I will be patient.
Cres.

Guardian !--why, Greek!
Dio. Pho, pho! adieu ; you palter.?
Cres. In faith, I do not; come hither once again.
Ulyss. You shake, my lord, at something ; will

you go?

You will break out.
Tro.

She strokes his cheek!
Ulyss.

Come, come.
Tro. Nay, stay ; 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?
Cres. In faith, I will, la; never trust me else.
Dio. Give me some token for the surety of it.

@pretty pretty pledge

nay do not snatch it from Me that takes that, must take my heart whul.

Cres. I'll fetch you one.

[Exit. Ulyss. You have sworn patience. Tro.

Fear me not, my lord; I will not be myself, nor have cognition Of what I feel ; I am all patience.

Re-enter CRESSIDA.

Ther. Now the pledge; now, now, now!
Cres. Here, Diomed, keep this sleeve.
Tro. O beauty! where's thy faith ?
Ulyss.

My lord,
Tro. I will be patient; outwardly I will.

Cres. You look upon that sleeve; Behold it well.He loved me 0 false wench!-Give't me again.

Dio. Who was't?
Cres.

No matter, now I have't again.
I will not meet with you to-morrow night:
I pr’ythee, Diomed, visit me no more.

Ther. Now she sharpens ;-Well said, whetstone.
Dio. I shall have it.
Cres.

What, this:
Dio.

Cres. O, all you gods -O pretty pretty pledge!
Thy master now lies thinking in his bed
Of thee, and me; and sighs, and takes my glove,
And gives memorial dainty kisses to it,
As I kiss 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.
Tro. I did swear patience.
Cres. You shall not have it, Diomed; 'faith

Ay, that.