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  • Title: Troilus and Cressida (Quarto 1, 1609)
  • Editor: William Godshalk
  • ISBN: 1-55058-301-8

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    Author: William Shakespeare
    Editor: William Godshalk
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    Troilus and Cressida (Quarto 1, 1609)

    The history
    heires quoth hee, and one white, that white heire is my fa-
    ther, and all the rest are his sonnes. Iupiter quoth shee, which
    of these heires is Paris my husband? the forked one quoth
    he, pluckt out and giue it him: but there was such laughing,
    320and Hellen so blusht, and Paris so chaf't, and all the rest so
    laught that it past.
    Cres. So let it now for it has beene a great while going by.
    Pan. Wel cozen I tould you a thing yesterday, think on't.
    Cres. So I doe.
    Pan. Ile be sworne tis true, he will weepe you an'twere a
    man borne in Aprill.
    Sound a retreate.
    Cres. And Ile spring vp in his teares an'twere a nettle a-
    330gainst May.
    Pan. Harke they are comming from the field, shall we
    stand vp here and see them as they passe toward Ilion, good
    Neece do, sweete Neece Cresseida.
    Cres. At your pleasure.
    335Pan. Heere, here, here's an excellent place, here wee may
    see most brauely, ile tell you them all by their names, as they
    passe by, but marke Troylus aboue the rest.
    Enter Æneas.
    Cres. Speake not so lowde.
    340Pan. Thats Æneas, is not that a braue man, hees one of
    the flowers of Troy I can tell you, but marke Troylus, you shal
    see anon.
    Cres. Who's that?
    Enter Antenor.
    345Pan. Thats Antenor, he has a shrow'd wit I can tell you,
    and hee's man good enough, hees one o'th soundest iudge-
    ments in Troy whosoeuer, and a proper man of person, when
    comes Troylus, ile shew you Troylus anon, if hee see me, you
    shall see him nod at mee.
    350Cres. Will he giue you the nod:
    Pan. You shall see:
    Crcs. If he do the ritch shall haue more.
    Enter Hector.
    Pan. Thats Hector, that, that, looke you that, thers a fel-
    355low! goe thy way Hector, ther's a braue man Neece, O braue
    Hector, looke how hee lookes, theres a countenance, ist not a
    braue man?
    Cres. O a braue man.