In exchange for the life of a Trojan general, Cressida has been given
[Enter TROILUS and ULYSSES, at a distance;]
after them, THERSITES]
Ulysses. Stand where the torch may not discover us.
Troilus. Cressid comes forth to him.
Diomedes. How now, my charge!
Cressida. Now, my sweet guardian! Hark, a word with you.
Troilus. Yea, so familiar!
Ulysses. She will sing any man at first sight.
Thersites. And any man may sing her, if he can take her cliff;
Diomedes. Will you remember?
Cressida. Remember! yes.
Diomedes. Nay, but do, then;
And let your mind be coupled with your words.
Troilus. What should she remember?
Cressida. Sweet honey Greek, tempt me no more to folly.
Diomedes. Nay, then,---
Cressida. I'll tell you what,---
Diomedes. Foh, foh! come, tell a pin: you are forsworn.
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