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  • Title: Troilus and Cressida (Quarto 1, 1609)
  • Editor: William Godshalk

    • ISBN: 1-55058-301-8

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    Author: William Shakespeare
    Editor: William Godshalk
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    Troilus and Cressida (Quarto 1, 1609)

    of Troylus and Cresseida.
    Tro. O sir to such as bosting shew their skarres,
    A mocke is due; will you walke on my Lord,
    Shee was beloued my Lord, she is, and doth,
    But still sweet loue is food for fortunes tooth. Exeunt.
    2870Enter Achilles and Patroclus.
    Ach. Ile heate his blood with greekish wine to night,
    Which with my Cemitar ile cool to morrow,
    Patroclus let vs feast him to the hight
    Pat. Here comes Thersites. Enter Thersites.
    2875Ach. How now thou curre of enuy.
    Thou crusty batch of nature whats the news?
    The. Why thou picture of what thou seemest, and Idoll,
    Of idiot worshippers. heers a letter for thee.
    Ach. From whence fragment.
    2880The. Why thou full dish of foole from Troy,
    Pat. Who keeps the tent now.
    The. The Surgeons box or the pacients wound.
    Pat. Well said aduersity, and what needs this tricks,
    The. Prithee be silent box I profit not by thy talke,
    2885Thou art said to be Achilles male varlot,
    Pat. Male varlot you rogue whats that.
    The. Why his masculine whore, now the rotten diseases
    of the south, the guts griping ruptures: loades a grauell in
    the back, lethergies, could palsies, rawe eies, durtrottē liuers,
    2889.1whissing lungs, bladders full of impostume. Sciaticaes lime-
    kills ith' palme, incurable bone-ach, and the riueled fee sim-
    2890ple of the tetter, take and take againe such preposterous
    discoueries.
    Pat. Why thou damnable box of enuy thou what meanes
    thou to curse thus.
    The. do I curse thee.
    2895Pat. Why no you ruinous but, you horson indistinguish-
    able cur, no.
    The. No why art thou then exasperate, thou idle imma-
    terial skeine of sleiue silke, thou greene sacenet flap for a sore
    eye, thou toslell of a prodigalls purse-thou ah how the poore
    2900world is pestred with such water flies, diminitiues of nature.
    K Tat.
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