The history
16191524Pand. I will
sweet Queene.
Sound a retreat? 16201525Par: Their come from the
field: let vs to Priames Hall
16211526To greete the warriers. Sweet
Hellen I mu
st woe you,
16221527To helpe vn-arme our
Hector: his
stubborne bucles
16231528With this your white enchaunting
fingers toucht;
16241529Shall more obey then to the edge of
steele,
16251530Or force of Greeki
sh sinewes: you
shall do more
16261531Then all the Iland Kinges, di
sarme great
Hector. 16271532Hell: Twil make vs proud to be his
seruant
Paris}?
16281533Yea what he
shall receiue of vs in duty,
16291534Giues vs more palme in beauty then we haue.
16311536Par: Sweet aboue thought I loue her?
Exeunt. 16331538Pand: How now wher's thy mai
ster, at my Cou
sin
Cressidas?
16351539Man: No
sir
stayes for you to condu
ct him thether.
16371540Pand: O heere he comes? how now, how now?
16391542Pand: Haue you
seene my Cou
sine?
16401543Troy: No P
andarus, I
stalke about her dore
16411544Like to a
strange
soule vpon the Stigian bankes
16421545Staying for waftage. O be thou my Charon.
16431546And giue me
swift tran
sportance to the
se
fieldes,
16441547VVhere I may wallow in the lilly beds
16451548Propo
s'd for the de
seruer. O gentle
Pandar, 16461549From
Cupids shoulder plucke his painted wings,
16481551Pand: VValke heere ith'Orchard, Ile bring her
straight.
16501552Troy: I am giddy; expe
ctation whirles me round,
16511553Th'ymaginary reli
sh is
so
sweete,
16521554That it inchaunts my
sence: what will it be
16531555When that the watry pallats ta
ste indeed
16541556Loues thrice repured Ne
ctar? Death I feare me
16551557Sounding di
stru
ction, or
some ioy to fyne,
16561558To
subtill, potent, tun'd to
sharp in
sweetne
sse
16571559For the capacity of my ruder powers;
16581560I feare it much, and I doe feare be
sides
That