PATROCLUS.
Both take and give.
CRESSIDA.
I’ll make my match to live,
The kiss you take is better than you give;
Therefore no kiss.
MENELAUS.
I’ll give you boot; I’ll give you three for one.
CRESSIDA.
You are an odd man; give even or give none.
MENELAUS.
An odd man, lady! Every man is odd.
CRESSIDA.
No, Paris is not; for you know ’tis true
That you are odd, and he is even with you.
MENELAUS.
You fillip me o’ th’head.
CRESSIDA.
No, I’ll be sworn.
ULYSSES.
It were no match, your nail against his horn.
May I, sweet lady, beg a kiss of you?
CRESSIDA.
You may.