276270Pan. Why, you know tis dimpled,

277271I thinke his smyling becomes him better then any man in

278272all Phrigia. Cres. Oh he smiles valianty.

280273Pan. Dooes hee not?

281274Cres. Oh yes, and twere a clowd in Autumne.

282275Pan. Why go to then, but to proue to you that Hellen

283276loues Troylus.

284277Cres. Troylus wil stand to thee proofe if youle prooue it so.

286278Pan. Troylus, why hee esteemes her no more then I e-

287279steeme an addle egge:

288280Cres. If you loue an addle egge as well as you loue an idle

289281head you would eate chickens ith shell.

290282Pan. I cannot chuse but laugh to thinke how she ticled

291283his chin, indeed shee has a maruel's white hand I must needs

292284confesse.

293285Cres. Without the rack.

294286Pan. And shee takes vpon her to spie a white heare on

295287his chinne.

296288Cres. Alas poore chin many a wart is ritcher.

297289Pan. But there was such laughing, Queene Hecuba laught

298290that her eyes ran ore.

299291Cres. With milstones.

300292Pan. And Cassandra laught.

301293Cres. But there was a more temperate fire vnder the por

302294of her eyes: did her eyes run ore to?

303295Pan. And Hector laught.

304296Cres. At what was all this laughing.

305297Pan. Marry at the white heare that Hellen spied on Troy-

306298lus chin.

307299Cres. And t'had beene a greene heare I should haue

308300laught too.

309301Pan. They laught not so much at the heare as at his pret-

310302ty answere.

311303Cres, What was his answere?

312304Pan. Quoth shee heere's but two and fifty heires on your

313305chinne; and one of them is white.

314306Cres. This is her question.

315307Pan. Thats true, make no question of that, two and fiftie

B heires