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CRESSIDA
In faith I will, lo; never trust me else.
DIOMEDES
Give me some token for the surety of it. [60]
CRESSIDA
I’ll fetch you one.
Exit.
ULYSSES
You have sworn patience.
TROILUS
Fear me not, sweet lord;
I will not be myself, nor have cognition
Of what I feel: I am all patience.
Enter Cressida.
THERSITES
Now the pledge; now, now, now! [65]
CRESSIDA
Here, Diomed, keep this sleeve.
She gives him the sleeve.
TROILUS
O beauty, where is thy faith?
ULYSSES
My lord −
TROILUS
I will be patient; outwardly I will.
CRESSIDA
