Troilus and Cressida Act 4 Scene 4 lyrics

SCENE IV. The same. Pandarus' house.

Enter PANDARUS and CRESSIDA

PANDARUS
Be moderate, be moderate.

CRESSIDA
Why tell you me of moderation?
The grief is fine, full, perfect, that I taste,
And violenteth in a sense as strong
As that which causeth it: how can I moderate it?
If I could temporize with my affection,
Or brew it to a weak and colder palate,
The like allayment could I give my grief.
My love admits no qualifying dross;
No more my grief, in such a precious loss.
PANDARUS
Here, here, here he comes.
Enter TROILUS
Ah, sweet ducks!

CRESSIDA
O Troilus! Troilus!

Embracing him