Troilus and Cressida (Quarto 1, 1609)
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The history
¶Will with a trumpet twixt our Tents and Troy,
¶To morrow morning call some Knight to armes,
¶Maintaine I know not what, (tis trash) farewell-------
¶He knew his man.
¶Aiax. O meaning you? I will go learne more of it.
¶
Enter Priam, Hector, Troylus, Paris and Helenus.
¶Deliuer Hellen, (and all domage els,
¶Wounds, friends and what els deere that is consum'd:
990In hot digestion of this cormorant warre)
¶As farre as toucheth my particular: yet dread Priam
¶There is no Lady of more softer bowells,
¶More ready to cry out, who knowes what followes
¶Then Hector is: the wound of peace is surely
1000Too'th bottome of the worst let Hellen go,
¶Hath beene as deere as Hellen. I meane of ours:
1005To guard a thing not ours, nor worth to vs,
¶(Had it our name) the valew of one ten,
¶What merits in that reason which denies,
¶The yeelding of her vp?
¶Troy. Fie, fie, my brother,
1010Way you the worth and honour of a King:
¶So great as our dread fathers in a scale
¶Of common ounces? will you with Compters summe,
¶The past proportion of his infinite
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