prove false to one another, after I have
taken such pains to bring you together, let all pitiful goers-between
be called to the world's end after my name, _Pandars._

_Cres._ And will you promise, that the holy priest
Shall make us one for ever?

_Pand._ Priests! marry hang them, they make you one! Go in, go in, and
make yourselves one without a priest; I'll have no priest's work in my
house.

_Cres._ I'll not consent, unless you swear.

_Pand._ Ay, do, do swear; a pretty woman's worth an oath at any time.
Keep or break, as time shall try; but it is good to swear, for the
saving of her credit. Hang them, sweet rogues, they never expect a man
should keep it. Let him but swear, and that's all they care for.

_Troil._ Heavens prosper me, as I devoutly swear,
Never to be but yours!

_Pand._ Whereupon I will lead you into a chamber; and suppose there be
a bed in it, as, ifack, I know not, but you'll forgive me if there
be--away, away, you naughty hildings; get you together, get you
together. Ah you wags, do you leer indeed at one another! do the neyes
twinkle at him! get you together, get you together. [_Leads them out._

_Enter at one Door_ AENEAS, _with a Torch; at another,_ HECTOR _and_
DIOMEDE, _with Torches._

_Hect._ So ho, who goes there? AEneas!

_AEn._ Prince Hector!

_Diom._ Good-morrow, lord AEneas.

_Hect._ A valiant Greek, AEneas; take his hand;
Witness the process of your speech within;
You told how Diomede a whole week by days
Did haunt you in the field.

_AEn._ Health to you, valiant sir,
During all business of the gentle truce;
But, when I meet you armed, as black defiance,
As heart can think, or courage execute.

_Diom._ Both one and t'other Diomede embraces.
Our bloods are now in calm; and so long, health;
But when contention and occasion meet,
By Jove I'll play the hunter for thy life.

_AEn._ And thou shall hunt a lion, that will fly
With his face backward. Welcome, Diomede,
Welcome to Troy. Now, by Anchises' soul,
No man alive can love in such a sort
The thing he means to kill more excellently.

_Diom._ We know each other well.

_AEn._ We do; and long to know each other worse.--
My lord, the king has sent for me in haste;
Know you the reason?

_Hect._ Yes; his purpose meets you.
It was to bring this Greek to Calchas' house,
Where Pandarus his brother, and his daughter
Fair Cressida reside; and there to render
For our Antenor, now redeemed from prison,
The lady Cressid