of Troylus and Cresseida.
17421637being wonne, they are burres I can tell you, theyle
sticke
17441639Cres. Bouldne
sse comes to me now and brings me heart:
17451640Prince
Troylus I haue loued you night and day, for many
17471642Troy: Why was my
Cressid then
so hard to wyn
? 17481643Cres: Hard to
seeme wonne: but I was wonne my Lord
17491644With the
fir
st glance; that euer pardon me
17501645If I confe
sse much you will play the tyrant,
17511646I loue you now, but till now not
so much
17521647But I might mai
ster it; in faith I lye,
17531648My thoughts were like vnbrideled children grone
17541649Too head
strong for their mother:
see wee fooles,
17551650VVhy haue I blab'd: who
shall be true to vs
17561651VVhen we are
so vn
secret to our
selues.
17571652But though I loue'd you well, I woed you not,
17581653And yet good faith I wi
sht my
selfe a man;
17591654Or that we women had mens priuiledge
17601655Of
speaking
fir
st. Sweete bid me hold my tongue,
17611656For in this rapture I
shall
surely
speake
17621657The thing I
shall repent:
see
see your
sylence
17631658Comming in dumbne
sse, from my weakne
sse drawes
17641659My very
soule of councell. Stop my mouth.
17651660Troy: And
shall, albeit
sweet mu
sique i
ssues thence.
17671662Cres. My Lord I doe be
seech you pardon me,
17681663Twas not my purpo
se thus to begge a ki
sse
: 17691664I am a
sham'd; O Heauens what haue I done!
17701665For this time will I take my leaue my Lord.
17711666Troy: Your leaue
sweete
Cressid:
17721667Pan: Leaue: and you take leaue till to morrow morning.
17741668Cres: Pray you content you.
Troy:What o
ffends you Lady?
17771670Troy: You cannot
shun your
selfe.
17791672I haue a kind of
selfe recids with you:
17801673But an vnkinde
selfe, that it
selfe will leaue,
17811674To be anothers foole. I would be gone:
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