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Hard to seem won: but I was won, my lord...

Cressida

Troilus and Cressida

William Shakespeare

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Character
Gender
Female
Playing Age
Late Teen, Young Adult, Adult
Style
Dramatic
Act/Scene
Act 3, Scene 2
Time & Place
A garden at Pandarus' house, Night
Length
Short
Time Period
Classical
Show Type
Play
Age Guidance
Thirteen Plus (PG-13)

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Hard to seem won: but I was won, my lord,

With the first glance that ever---pardon me---

If I confess much, you will play the tyrant.

I love you now; but not, till now, so much

But I might master it: in faith, I lie;

My thoughts were like unbridled children, grown

Too headstrong for their mother. See, we fools!

Why have I blabb'd? who shall be true to us,

When we are so unsecret to ourselves?

But, though I loved you well, I woo'd you not;

And yet, good faith, I wish'd myself a man,

Or that we women had men's privilege

Of speaking first. Sweet, bid me hold my tongue,

For in this rapture I shall surely speak

The thing I shall repent. See, see, your silence,

Cunning in dumbness, from my weakness draws

My very soul of counsel! stop my mouth.


Shakespeare, William, Troilus and Cressida, Act 3, Sc. 2

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