Act 3, Scene I - Page 2

Rude, in sooth; in good sooth, very rude.

PARIS
Well said, my lord! well, you say so in fits.

PANDARUS
I have business to my lord, dear queen. My lord,
will you vouchsafe me a word?

HELEN
Nay, this shall not hedge us out: we'll hear you
sing, certainly.

PANDARUS
Well, sweet queen. you are pleasant with me. But,
marry, thus, my lord: my dear lord and most esteemed
friend, your brother Troilus,--

HELEN
My Lord Pandarus; honey-sweet lord,--

PANDARUS
Go to, sweet queen, to go:--commends himself most
affectionately to you,--

HELEN
You shall not bob us out of our melody: if you do,
our melancholy upon your head!

PANDARUS
Sweet queen, sweet queen! that's a sweet queen, i' faith.

HELEN
And to make a sweet lady sad is a sour offence.

PANDARUS
Nay, that shall not serve your turn; that shall not,
in truth, la. Nay, I care not for such words; no,
no. And, my lord, he desires you, that if the king
call for him at supper, you will make his excuse.

HELEN
My Lord Pandarus,--

PANDARUS
What says my sweet queen, my very very sweet queen?

PARIS
What exploit's in hand? where sups he to-night?

HELEN
Nay, but, my lord,--

PANDARUS
What says my sweet queen? My cousin will fall out
with you. You must not know where he sups.

PARIS
I'll lay my life, with my disposer Cressida.

PANDARUS
No, no, no such matter; you are wide: come, your
disposer is sick.

PARIS
Well, I'll make excuse.

PANDARUS
Ay, good my lord. Why should you say Cressida? no,
your poor disposer's sick.

PARIS
I spy.

PANDARUS
You spy! what do you spy? Come, give me an
instrument. Now, sweet queen.

HELEN
Why, this is kindly done.

PANDARUS
My niece is horribly in love with a thing you have,
sweet queen.

HELEN
She shall have it, my lord, if it be not my lord Paris.

PANDARUS
He! no, she'll none of him; they two are twain.

HELEN
Falling in, after falling out, may make them three.

PANDARUS
Come, come, I'll hear no more of this; I'll sing
you a song now.

HELEN
Ay, ay, prithee now. By my troth, sweet lord, thou
hast a fine forehead.

PANDARUS
Ay, you may, you may.

HELEN
Let thy song be love: this love will undo us all.
O Cupid, Cupid, Cupid!

PANDARUS
Love! ay, that it shall, i' faith.

PARIS
Ay, good now, love, love, nothing but love.

PANDARUS
In good troth, it begins so.

Sings

Love, love, nothing but love, still more!
For, O, love's bow