156Cre. Who were those went by?

157Man. Queene Hecuba, and Hellen.

158Cre. And whether go they?

159Man. Vp to the Easterne Tower,

160Whose height commands as subiect all the vaile,

161To see the battell: Hector whose pacience,

162Is as a Vertue fixt, to day was mou'd:

163He chides Andromache and strooke his Armorer,

164And like as there were husbandry in Warre

165Before the Sunne rose, hee was harnest lyte,

166And to the field goe's he; where euery flower

167Did as a Prophet weepe what it forsaw,

168In Hectors wrath.

169Cre. What was his cause of anger?

170Man. The noise goe's this;

171There is among the Greekes,

172A Lord of Troian blood, Nephew to Hector,

173They call him Aiax.

174Cre. Good; and what of him?

175Man. They say he is a very man per se and stands alone.

176Cre. So do all men, vnlesse they are drunke, sicke, or

177haue no legges.

178Man. This man Lady, hath rob'd many beasts of their

179particular additions, he is as valiant as the Lyon, churlish

180as the Beare, slow as the Elephant: a man into whom

181nature hath so crowded humors, that his valour is crusht

182into folly, his folly sauced with discretion: there is no

183man hath a vertue, that he hath not a glimpse of, nor a-

184ny man an attaint, but he carries some staine of it. He is

185melancholy without cause, and merry against the haire,

186hee hath the ioynts of euery thing, but euery thing so

187out ot ioynt, that hee is a gowtie Briareus, many hands

188and no vse; or purblinded Argus, all eyes and no sight.

189Cre. But how should this man that makes me smile,

190make Hector angry?

191 Man. They say he yesterday cop'd Hector in the bat-

192tell and stroke him downe, the disdaind & shame where-

193of, hath euer since kept Hector fasting and waking.

195Cre. Who comes here?

196Man. Madam your Vncle Pandarus.

197Cre. Hectors a gallant man.

198Man. As may be in the world Lady.

199Pan. What's that? what's that?

200Cre. Good morrow Vncle Pandarus.

201Pan. Good morrow Cozen Cressid: what do you talke

202of? good morrow Alexander: how do you Cozen? when

203were you at Illium?

204Cre. This morning Vncle.

205Pan. What were you talking of when I came? Was

206Hector arm'd and gon ere yea came to Illium? Hellen was

207not vp? was she?

208Cre. Hector was gone but Hellen was not vp?

209Pan. E'ene so; Hector was stirring early.

210Cre. That were we talking of, and of his anger.

211Pan. Was he angry?

212Cre. So he saies here.

213Pan. True he was so; I know the cause too, heele lay

214about him to day I can tell them that, and there's Troylus

215will not come farre behind him, let them take heede of

216Troylus; I can tell them that too.

217Cre. What is he angry too?

218Pan. Who Troylus?

219Troylus is the better man of the two.

220Cre. Oh Iupiter; there's no comparison.

221Pan. What not betweene Troylus and Hector? do you

222know a man if you see him?

223Cre. I, if I euer saw him before and knew him.

224Pan. Well I say Troylus is Troylus.

225Cre. Then you say as I say,

226For I am sure he is not Hector.

227Pan. No not Hector is not Troylus in some degrees.

228Cre. 'Tis iust, to each of them he is himselfe.

229Pan. Himselfe? alas poore Troylus I would he were.

230Cre. So he is.

231Pan. Condition I had gone bare-foote to India.

232Cre. He is not Hector.

233Pan. Himselfe? no? hee's not himselfe, would a were

234himselfe: well, the Gods are aboue, time must friend or

235end: well Troylus well, I would my heart were in her bo-

236dy; no, Hector is not a better man then Troylus.

237Cre. Excuse me.

238Pan. He is elder.

239Cre. Pardon me, pardon me.

240Pan. Th'others not come too't, you shall tell me ano-

241ther tale when th'others come too't: Hector shall not

242haue his will this yeare.

243Cre. He shall not neede it if he haue his owne.

244Pan. Nor his qualities.

245Cre. No matter.

246Pan. Nor his beautie.

247Cre. 'Twould not become him, his own's better.

248Pan. You haue no iudgement Neece; Hellen her selfe

249swore th'other day, that Troylus for a browne fauour (for

250so 'tis I must confesse) not browne neither.

251Cre. No, but browne.

252Pan. Faith to say truth, browne and not browne.

253Cre. To say the truth, true and not true.

254Pan. She prais'd his complexion aboue Paris.

255Cre. Why Paris hath colour inough.

256Pan. So he has.

257Cre. Then Troylus should haue too much, if she prasi'd

258him aboue, his complexion is higher then his, he hauing

259colour enough, and the other higher, is too flaming a

260praise for a good complexion, I had as lieue Hellens gol-

261den tongue had commended Troylus for a copper nose.

262Pan. I sweare to you,

263I thinke Hellen loues him better then Paris.

264Cre. Then shee's a merry Greeke indeed.

265Pan. Nay I am sure she does, she came to him th'other

266day into the compast window, and you know he has not

267past three or foure haires on his chinne.

268Cres. Indeed a Tapsters Arithmetique may soone

269bring his particulars therein, to a totall.

270Pand. Why he is very yong, and yet will he within

271three pound lift as much as his brother Hector.

272Cres. Is he is so young a man, and so old a lifter?

273Pan. But to prooue to you that Hellen loues him, she

274came and puts me her white hand to his clouen chin.

275Cres. Iuno haue mercy, how came it clouen?

276Pan. Why, you know 'tis dimpled,

277I thinke his smyling becomes him better then any man

278in all Phrigia.

279Cre. Oh he smiles valiantly.

280Pan. Dooes hee not?

281Cre. Oh yes, and 'twere a clow'd in Autumne.

282Pan. Why go to then, but to proue to you that Hellen

283loues Troylus.

284Cre. Troylus wil stand to thee

285Proofe, if youle prooue it so.

286Pan. Troylus? why he esteemes her no more then I e-

287steeme an addle egge.

288Cre. If you loue an addle egge as well as you loue an

289idle head, you would eate chickens i'th' shell.

290Pan. I cannot chuse but laugh to thinke how she tick-

291led his chin, indeed shee has a maruel's white hand I must

292needs confesse.

293Cre. Without the racke.

294Pan. And shee takes vpon her to spie a white haire on

295his chinne.

296Cre. Alas poore chin? many a wart is richer.

297Pand. But there was such laughing, Queene Hecuba

298laught that her eyes ran ore.

299Cre. With Milstones.

300Pan. And Cassandra laught.

301Cre. But there was more temperate fire vnder the pot

302of her eyes: did her eyes run ore too?

303Pan. And Hector laught.

304Cre. At what was all this laughing?

305Pand. Marry at the white haire that Hellen spied on

306Troylus chin.

307Cres. And t'had beene a greene haire, I should haue

308laught too.

309Pand. They laught not so much at the haire, as at his

310pretty answere.

311Cre. What was his answere?

312Pan. Quoth shee, heere's but two and fifty haires on

313your chinne; and one of them is white.

314Cre. This is her question.

315Pan d That's true, make no question of that, two and

316fiftie haires quoth hee, and one white, that white haire is

317my Father, and all the rest are his Sonnes. Iupiter quoth

318she, which of these haires is Paris my husband? The for-

319ked one quoth he, pluckt out and giue it him: but there

320was such laughing, and Hellen so blusht, and Paris so

321chaft, and all the rest so laught, that it past.

322Cre. So let it now,

323For is has beene a grcat while going by.

324Pan. Well Cozen,

325I told you a thing yesterday, think on't.

326Cre. So I does.

327Pand. Ile be sworne 'tis true, he will weepe you

328an'twere a man borne in Aprill. Sound a retreate.

329Cres. And Ile spring vp in his teares , an'twere a nettle

330against May.

331Pan. Harke they are comming from the field, shal we

332stand vp here and see them, as they passe toward Illium,

333good Neece do, sweet Neece Cressida.

334Cre. At your pleasure.

335Pan. Heere, heere, here's an excellent place, heere we

336may see most brauely, Ile tel you them all by their names,

337as they passe by, but marke Troylus aboue the rest.

339Cre. Speake not so low'd.

340Pan. That's AEneas, is not that a braue man, hee's one

341of the flowers of Troy I can you, but marke Troylus, you

342shal see anon.

343Cre. Who's that?

345Pan. That's Antenor, he has a shrow'd wit I can tell

346you, and hee's a man good inough, hee's one o'th soun-

347dest iudgement in Troy whosoeuer, and a proper man of

348person: when comes Troylus? Ile shew you Troylus anon,

349if hee see me, you shall see him him nod at me.

350Cre. Will he giue you the nod?

351Pan. You shall see.

352Cre. If he do, the rich shall haue, more.

354Pan. That's Hector, that, that, looke you, that there's a

355fellow. Goe thy way Hector, there's a braue man Neece,

356O braue Hector! Looke how hee lookes? there's a coun-

357tenance; ist not a braue man?

358Cre. O braue man!

359Pan. Is a not? It dooes a mans heart good, looke you

360what hacks are on his Helmet, looke you yonder, do you

361see? Looke you there? There's no iesting, laying on, tak't

362off, who ill as they say, there be hacks.

363Cre. Be those with Swords?

365Pan. Swords, any thing he cares not, and the diuell

366come to him, it's all one, by Gods lid it dooes ones heart

367good. Yonder comes Paris, yonder comes Paris: looke

368yee yonder Neece, ist not a gallant man to, ist not? Why

369this is braue now: who said he came hurt home to day?

370Hee's not hurt, why this will do Hellens heart good

371now, ha? Would I could see Troylus now, you shall Troy-

372lus anon.

373Cre. Whose that?

375Pan. That's Hellenus, I maruell where Troylus is, that's

376Helenus, I thinke he went not forth to day: that's Hel-

377lenus.

378Cre. Can Hellenus fight Vncle?

379Pan. Hellenus no: yes heele fight indifferent, well, I

380maruell where Troylus is; harke, do you not haere the

381people crie Troylus? Hellenus is a Priest.

382Cre. What sneaking fellow comes yonder?

384Pan. Where? Yonder? That's Doephobus.'Tis Troy-

385lus! Ther's a man Neece, hem? Braue Troylus the Prince

386of Chiualrie.

387Cre. Peace, for shame peace.

388Pand. Marke him, not him: O braue Troylus: looke

389well vpon him Neece, looke you how his Sword is blou-

390died, and his Helme more hackt then Hectors, and how he

391lookes, and how he goes. O admirable youth! he ne're

392saw three and twenty. Go thy way Troylus, go thy way,

393had I a sister were a Grace, or a daughter a Goddesse, hee

394should take his choice. O admirable man! Paris? Paris

395is durt to him, and I warrant, Helen to change, would

396giue money to boot.

398Cres. Heere come more.

399Pan. Asses, fooles, dolts, chaffe and bran, chaffe and

400bran; porredge after meat. I could liue and dye i'th'eyes

401of Troylus. Ne're looke, ne're looke; the Eagles are gon,

402Crowes and Dawes, Crowes and Dawes: I had rather be

403such a man as Troylus, then Agamemnon, and all Greece.

404Cres. There is among the Greekes Achilles, a better

405man then Troylus.

406Pan. Achilles? a Dray-man, a Porter, a very Camell.

407Cres. Well, well.

408Pan. Well, well? Why haue you any discretion? haue

409you any eyes? Do you know what a man is? Is not birth,

410b auty, good shape, discourse, manhood, learning, gen-

411tlenesse, vertue, youth, liberality, and so forth: the Spice,

412and salt that seasons a man?

413Cres. I, a minc'd man, and then to be bak'd with no Date

414in the pye, for then the mans dates out.

415Pan. You are such another woman, one knowes not

416at what ward you lye.

417Cres. Vpon my backe, to defend my belly; vpon my

418wit, to defend my wiles; vppon my secrecy, to defend

419mine honesty; my Maske, to defend my beauty, and you

420to defend all these: and at all these wardes I lye at, at a

421thousand watches.

422Pan. Say one of your watches.

423Cres. Nay Ile watch you for that, and that's one of

424the cheefest of them too: If I cannot ward what I would

425not haue hit, I can watch you for telling how I took the

426blow, vnlesse it swell past hiding, and then it's past wat-

427ching.

429Pan. You are such another.

430Boy. Sir, my Lord would instantly speake with you.

431Pan. Where?

432Boy. At your owne house.

433Pan. Good Boy tell him I come, I doubt he bee hurt.

434Fare ye well good Neece.

435Cres. Adieu Vnkle.

436Pan. Ile be with you Neece by and by.

437Cres. To bring Vnkle.

438Pan. I, a token from Troylus.

439Cres. By the same token, you are a Bawd. Exit Pand.

440Words, vowes, gifts, teares, & loues full sacrifice,

441He offers in anothers enterprise:

442But more in Troylus thousand fold I see,

443Then in the glasse of Pandar's praise may be;

444Yet hold I off. Women are Angels wooing,

445Things won are done, ioyes soule lyes in the dooing:

446That she belou'd, knowes nought, that knowes not this;

447Men prize the thing vngain'd, more then it is.

448That she was neuer yet, that euer knew

449Loue got so sweet, as when desire did sue:

450Therefore this maxime out of loue I teach;

451"Atchieuement, is command; vngain'd, beseech.

452That though my hearts Contents firme loue doth beare,

453Nothing of that shall from mine eyes appeare. Exit.