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Troilus and Cressida
[I, 1]

Troilus

39

The Greeks are strong and skilful to their strength,
Fierce to their skill and to their fierceness valiant;
But I am weaker than a woman's tear,
Tamer than sleep, fonder than ignorance,
Less valiant than the virgin in the night
And skilless as unpractised infancy.

2

Troilus and Cressida
[I, 3]

Ulysses

595

The great Achilles, whom opinion crowns
The sinew and the forehand of our host,
Having his ear full of his airy fame,
Grows dainty of his worth, and in his tent
Lies mocking our designs: with him Patroclus
Upon a lazy bed the livelong day
Breaks scurril jests;
And with ridiculous and awkward action,
Which, slanderer, he imitation calls,
He pageants us. Sometime, great Agamemnon,
Thy topless deputation he puts on,
And, like a strutting player, whose conceit
Lies in his hamstring, and doth think it rich
To hear the wooden dialogue and sound
'Twixt his stretch'd footing and the scaffoldage,—
Such to-be-pitied and o'er-wrested seeming
He acts thy greatness in: and when he speaks,
'Tis like a chime a-mending; with terms unsquared,
Which, from the tongue of roaring Typhon dropp'd
Would seem hyperboles. At this fusty stuff
The large Achilles, on his press'd bed lolling,
From his deep chest laughs out a loud applause;
Cries 'Excellent! 'tis Agamemnon just.
Now play me Nestor; hem, and stroke thy beard,
As he being drest to some oration.'
That's done, as near as the extremest ends
Of parallels, as like as Vulcan and his wife:
Yet god Achilles still cries 'Excellent!
'Tis Nestor right. Now play him me, Patroclus,
Arming to answer in a night alarm.'
And then, forsooth, the faint defects of age
Must be the scene of mirth; to cough and spit,
And, with a palsy-fumbling on his gorget,
Shake in and out the rivet: and at this sport
Sir Valour dies; cries 'O, enough, Patroclus;
Or give me ribs of steel! I shall split all
In pleasure of my spleen.' And in this fashion,
All our abilities, gifts, natures, shapes,
Severals and generals of grace exact,
Achievements, plots, orders, preventions,
Excitements to the field, or speech for truce,
Success or loss, what is or is not, serves
As stuff for these two to make paradoxes.

3

Troilus and Cressida
[III, 2]

Cressida

1763

Boldness comes to me now, and brings me heart.
Prince Troilus, I have loved you night and day
For many weary months.

4

Troilus and Cressida
[IV, 2]

Troilus

2296

O Cressida! but that the busy day,
Waked by the lark, hath roused the ribald crows,
And dreaming night will hide our joys no longer,
I would not from thee.

5

Troilus and Cressida
[IV, 2]

Cressida

2300

Night hath been too brief.

6

Troilus and Cressida
[V, 1]

Achilles

2967

My sweet Patroclus, I am thwarted quite
From my great purpose in to-morrow's battle.
Here is a letter from Queen Hecuba,
A token from her daughter, my fair love,
Both taxing me and gaging me to keep
An oath that I have sworn. I will not break it:
Fall Greeks; fail fame; honour or go or stay;
My major vow lies here, this I'll obey.
Come, come, Thersites, help to trim my tent:
This night in banqueting must all be spent.
Away, Patroclus!

7

Troilus and Cressida
[V, 1]

Agamemnon

3009

So now, fair prince of Troy, I bid good night.
Ajax commands the guard to tend on you.

8

Troilus and Cressida
[V, 1]

Hector

3011

Thanks and good night to the Greeks' general.

9

Troilus and Cressida
[V, 1]

Menelaus

3012

Good night, my lord.

10

Troilus and Cressida
[V, 1]

Hector

3013

Good night, sweet lord Menelaus.

11

Troilus and Cressida
[V, 1]

Achilles

3016

Good night and welcome, both at once, to those
That go or tarry.

12

Troilus and Cressida
[V, 1]

Agamemnon

3018

Good night.

13

Troilus and Cressida
[V, 1]

Diomedes

3022

I cannot, lord; I have important business,
The tide whereof is now. Good night, great Hector.

14

Troilus and Cressida
[V, 1]

Hector

3029

And so, good night.

15

Troilus and Cressida
[V, 2]

Diomedes

3078

Good night.

16

Troilus and Cressida
[V, 2]

Diomedes

3082

No, no, good night: I'll be your fool no more.

17

Troilus and Cressida
[V, 2]

Diomedes

3097

And so, good night.

18

Troilus and Cressida
[V, 2]

Cressida

3134

It is no matter, now I have't again.
I will not meet with you to-morrow night:
I prithee, Diomed, visit me no more.

19

Troilus and Cressida
[V, 2]

Cressida

3174

Good night: I prithee, come.
[Exit DIOMEDES]
Troilus, farewell! one eye yet looks on thee
But with my heart the other eye doth see.
Ah, poor our sex! this fault in us I find,
The error of our eye directs our mind:
What error leads must err; O, then conclude
Minds sway'd by eyes are full of turpitude.

20

Troilus and Cressida
[V, 3]

Andromache

3285

Here, sister; arm'd, and bloody in intent.
Consort with me in loud and dear petition,
Pursue we him on knees; for I have dream'd
Of bloody turbulence, and this whole night
Hath nothing been but shapes and forms of slaughter.