Troilus and Cressida (Quarto 1, 1609)
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of Troylus and Cresseida.
¶Tell you the Lady what she is to doe,
¶Ile bring her to the Grecian presently:
¶And to his hand when I deliuer her,
¶Thinke it an altar, and thy brother Troylus
¶A priest there offring to it his owne heart.
2385Paris. I know what tis to loue,
¶And would, as I shall pitty I could helpe:
¶Please you walke in my Lords?
Exeunt.
¶
Enter Pandarus and Cresseida.
¶Pan: Be moderate, be moderate.
2390Cress. Why tell you me of moderation?
¶The greife is fine, full, perfect that I taste,
¶As that which causeth it, how can I moderate it?
¶If I could temporize with my affections,
2395Or brew it to a weake and coulder pallat,
¶The like alayment could I giue my griefe:
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Enter Troylus.
2400Cres. Oh Troylus, Troylus.
¶Oh heart, as the goodly saying is, Oh heart, heauy heart,
¶That the blest Gods as angry with my fancy:
2410More bright in zeale then the deuotion, which
¶Cold lippes blow to their dieties, take thee from me.
¶Cres. Haue the Gods enuy?
H3
Troy.
