Tro. And suddenly; where injury of chance[1940]
Puts back leave-taking, justles roughly by[1941]
All time of pause, rudely beguiles our lips
Of all rejoindure, forcibly prevents 35
Our lock'd embrasures, strangles our dear vows[1942]
Even in the birth of our own labouring breath:
We two, that with so many thousand sighs
Did buy each other, must poorly sell ourselves[1943]
With the rude brevity and discharge of one.[1944] 40
Injurious time now with a robber's haste[1945]
Crams his rich thievery up, he knows not how:
As many farewells as be stars in heaven,
With distinct breath and consign'd kisses to them,
He fumbles up into a loose adieu,[1946] 45
And scants us with a single famish'd kiss,
Distasted with the salt of broken tears.[1947]
Æneas. [Within] My lord, is the lady ready?[1948]
Tro. Hark! you are call'd: some say the Genius so[1949]
Cries 'Come!' to him that instantly must die.[1949] 50
Bid them have patience; she shall come anon.
Pan. Where are my tears? rain, to lay this wind, or my[1950]
heart will be blown up by the root. [Exit.[1950][1951]
Cres. I must then to the Grecians?[1952]
Tro. No remedy.[1953]
Cres. A woeful Cressid 'mongst the merry Greeks![1954] 55
When shall we see again?[1955]
Tro. Hear me, my love: be thou but true of heart.[1955][1956]
Cres. I true! how now! what wicked deem is this?
Tro. Nay, we must use expostulation kindly,[1957]
For it is parting from us:[1957] 60
I speak not 'be thou true,' as fearing thee;
For I will throw my glove to Death himself,
That there's no maculation in thy heart:[1958]
But 'be thou true' say I, to fashion in
My sequent protestation; be thou true,[1959] 65
And I will see thee.[1959]