Troilus and Cressida (Quarto 1, 1609)
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¶Hee shall vnbolt the gates.
2260Troyl. Trouble him not.
¶As infants empty of all thought.
¶Cres. Good morrow then.
2265Troyl. I prithee now to bed.
¶Cres. Are you a weary of me?
¶Wak't by the Larke hath rouzd the ribald Crowes,
¶And dreaming night will hide our ioyes no longer,
2270I would not from thee.
¶Cres. Night hath beene too briefe.
¶With wings more momentary swift then thought,
2275You will catch colde and curse me.
¶Cres. Prithee tarry, you men will neuer tarry,
¶And then you would haue tarried. Harke ther's one vp.
¶Pand. Whats all the doorcs open heere?
2280Troyl. It is your Vncle.
¶Pand. How now, how now, how go maiden-heads,
¶You bring me to doo---and then you floute me to.
¶What haue I brought you to doe?
2290nor suffer others.
¶not slept tonight? would hee not (a naughty man) let it
¶sleepe, a bug-beare take him.
¶Cres. Did not I tell you? would he were knockt ith' head,
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