of Troylus and Cresseida.
15781485Pand. Come, come, Ile heare no more of this, Ile
sing you a
15801487Hell: I, I, prethee, now by my troth
sweet lad thou ha
ste a
15831490Hell: Let thy
song be loue: this loue will vndoe vs all. Oh
15851492Pand: Loue? I that it
shall yfaith.
15861493Par: I good now loue, loue, nothing but loue.
Pand: Loue, loue, nothing but loue,still loue still more:
15891495 For o loues bow. Shoots Bucke and Doe. 15911496The shafts confound not that it wounds 15931498T
hese louers cry, oh ho they dye, 15941499Yet that which seemes the wound to kill, 15981503O ho grones out for ha ha ha ----
hey ho, 15991504Hell: In loue I faith to the very tip of the no
se.
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
- 16061511Sweete Lord who
se a
field to day?
16071512Par: Hector, Deiphobus, Helenus, Anthenor, and all the gal
- 16081513lantry of T
roy.. I would faine haue arm'd to day, but my
Nell 16101515How chance my brother T
roylus went not
? 16111516Hell: He hangs the lippe at
something, you know al Lord
16131518Pand: Not I hony
sweete Queene, I long to heare how
16151520Youle remember your brothers excu
se?
F Hell. Com-