15781485Pand. Come, come, Ile heare no more of this, Ile sing you a

15791486song now.

15801487Hell: I, I, prethee, now by my troth sweet lad thou haste a

15811488fine fore-head.

15821489Pand: I you may, you may.

15831490Hell: Let thy song be loue: this loue will vndoe vs all. Oh

15841491Cupid, Cupid, Cupid.

15851492Pand: Loue? I that it shall yfaith.

15861493Par: I good now loue, loue, nothing but loue.

15991504Hell: In loue I faith to the very tip of the nose.

16001505Par. He eates nothing but doues loue, and that breeds hot

16011506blood, and hot bloud begets hot thoughts, and hot thoughts

16021507beget hot deedes, and hot deeds is loue.

16031508Pand. Is this the generation of loue: hot bloud hot

16041509thoughts and hot deedes, why they are vipers, is loue a ge-

16051510neration of vipers:

16061511Sweete Lord whose a field to day?

16071512Par: Hector, Deiphobus, Helenus, Anthenor, and all the gal-

16081513lantry of Troy.. I would faine haue arm'd to day, but my Nell

16091514would not haue it so.

16101515How chance my brother Troylus went not?

16111516Hell: He hangs the lippe at something, you know al Lord

16121517Pandarus.

16131518Pand: Not I hony sweete Queene, I long to heare how

16141519they sped to day:

16151520Youle remember your brothers excuse?

16161521Par: To a hayre.

16171522Pand: Farewell sweete Queene.

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