'Because thou canst not ease thy smart[1934]
By friendship nor by speaking.'[1934][1935]
There was never a truer rhyme. Let us cast away nothing, 20
for we may live to have need of such a verse: we see it, we
see it. How now, lambs!
Tro. Cressid, I love thee in so strain'd a purity,[1936]
That the blest gods, as angry with my fancy,
More bright in zeal than the devotion which 25
Cold lips blow to their deities, take thee from me.[1937]
Cres. Have the gods envy?
Pan. Ay, ay, ay, ay; 'tis too plain a case.[1938]
Cres. And is it true that I must go from Troy?
Tro. A hateful truth.
Cres. What, and from Troilus too? 30
Tro. From Troy and Troilus.
Cres. Is it possible?[1939]