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Troilus and Cressida (Quarto 1, 1609)

Author: William Shakespeare

Editor: W. L. Godshalk

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Troilus and Cressida (Modern)
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- Scene
  1. Prologue
  2. 1.1
  3. 1.2
  4. 1.3
  5. 2.1
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  7. 2.3
  8. 3.1
  9. 3.2
  10. 3.3
  11. 4.1
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Troilus and Cressida (Folio 1, 1623)
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Troilus and Cressida (Quarto 1, 1609)
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70As wedged with a sigh would riue in twaine,

¶Least Hector or my father should perceiue mee:

¶I haue (as when the Sunne doth light a scorne)

¶Buried this sigh in wrincle of a smyle,

¶But sorrow that is coucht in seeming gladnesse,

75Is like that mirth fate turnes to suddaine sadnesse.

¶Pan: And her haire were not some-what darker then Hel-

¶lens, well go to, there were no more comparison betweene

¶the women! but for my part she is my kinswoman, I would

¶not as they tearme it praise her, but I would som-body had

80heard her talke yester-day as I did, I will not dispraise your

¶sister Cassandræs wit, but-------

¶Troy. Oh Pandarus I tell thee Pandarus,

¶When I do tell thee there my hopes lie drown'd

¶Reply not in how many fadomes deepe,

85They lie indrench'd, I tell thee I am madde:

¶In Cressi}ds love? thou answerst she is faire,

¶Powrest in the open vlcer of my heart:

¶Her eyes, her haire her cheeke, her gate, her voice,

¶Handlest in thy discourse: O that her hand

90In whose comparison all whites are ynke

¶Writing their owne reproch; to whose soft seisure,

¶The cignets downe is harsh, and spirit of sence:

¶Hard as the palme of plow-man; this thou telst me,

¶As true thou telst me, when I say I loue her,

95But saying thus in steed of oyle and balme,

¶Thou layst in euery gash that loue hath giuen mee

¶The knife that made it.

¶Pan: I speake no more then truth.

¶Troy. Thou dost not speake so much.

100Pan: Faith Ile not meddle in it, let her bee as shee is, if she

¶bee faire tis the better for her, and shee bee not, she has the

¶mends in her owne hands.

¶Troy. Good Pandarus, how now Pandarus?

¶Pan: I haue had my labour for my trauell, ill thought on

105of her, and ill thought of you, gon betweene and betweene,

¶but small thanks for my labour.

¶Troy. What art thou angry Pandarus? what with me?

Pan.

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