Troilus and Cressida (Quarto 1, 1609)
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¶Crese: Ile tell you what.
¶Cres: In faith I cannot, what would you haue me do?
¶Cres: I prethee do not hold me to mine oath,
¶Bid me do any thing but that sweete Greeke.
¶Dio: Good night.
3005Troy: Hold patience.
¶Dio. No, no, good night Ile be your foole no more.
3010Cres: Harke a word in your eare.
¶Ulis: You are moued Prince, let vs depart I pray
¶To wrathfull tearmes, this place is dangerous:
3015The time right deadly, I beseech you goe.
¶Troy: Behold I pray you.
¶Vlis: Now good my Lord go off.
¶You flow to great distruction, come my Lord.
3020Vlis: You haue not patience, come.
¶I will not speake a word.
¶Cres: Nay but you part in anger.
3025Troy: Doth that grieue thee, O withered truth.
¶Vlis: How now my Lord?
¶Troy: By Ioue I will be patient.
3030Cres. In faith I doe not, come hether once againe.
¶wil break out.
¶There is betweene my will and all offences
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