of Troylus and Cresseida.
¶Pan. Know you the mu
sicians?
¶Man. Wholy
sir.
_Pan. Who play they to
?
¶Man. To the hearers
sir.
1500Pan. At who
se plea
sure friend
?
¶Man. At mine
sir, and theirs that loue mu
sicke.
¶Man. Who
shall I command
sir?
¶Pan. Friend we vnder
stand not one another, I am to court-
1505ly and thou to cunning, at who
se reque
st do the
se men play
?
¶Man. Thats to't indeed
sir? marry
sir, at the reque
st of P
a-
¶ris my Lord, who is there in per
son, with him the mortall
¶V
enus, the heart bloud of beauty, loues inui
sible
soule
:
¶Pan. Who my cozen
Cressida.
¶Man. No
sir,
Hellen, could not you finde out that by her at-
¶Pan. It
should
seeme fellow thou ha
st not
seene the Lady
1515Cressid I come to
speake with P
aris, from the Prince
Troy-
¶lus. I will make a complementall a
ssault vpon him for my
¶Man. Sodden bu
sine
sse, theirs a
stew'd phra
se indeed.
1520Pan. Faire be to you my Lord, and to al this faire company,
¶faire de
sires in all faire mea
sure fairlie guide them, e
specially
¶to you faire Queene faire thoughts be your faire pillow.
¶Hel Dere Lord you are full of faire words
:
1525Pan. You
speake your faire plea
sure
sweet Queene,
¶Faire Prince here is good broken mu
sicke.
¶Par. You haue broke it cozen: and by my life you
shall
¶make it whole againe, you
shall peece it out with a peece of
Nel. he is full of harmony:
1530Pan: Truely Lady no:
_Hel: O
sir
:
¶Pan: Rude in
sooth, in good
sooth very rude.
¶Paris: Well
said my Lord, well, you
say
so in fits
:
¶Pan. I haue bu
sine
sse to my Lord deere Queene? my Lord
1535will you vouch
safe me a word.
¶Hel. Nay this
shall not hedge vs out, weele here you
sing
¶Pan: Well
sweete Queene you are plea
sant with mee, but,