William is so Eloquent

[forgiven]

Cressida:
Hard to seeme won: but was won my Lord
With the first glance; that euer pardon me,
If I confesse much you will play the tyrant:
I loue you now, but not till now so much
But I might master it; infaith I lye:
My thoughts were like vnbrifeled children grow
Too head-strong for their mother: see we fooles,
Why haue I blab'd: who shall be true to vs
When we are so vnsecret to our selues?
But though I lou'd you well, I woed you not,
And yet good faith I wisht my selfe a man;
Or that we women had mens priuiledge
Of speaking first. Sweet, bid me hold my tongue,
For in this rapture I shall surley speake
The thing I shall repent: see, see your silence
Comming in the dumbnesse, from my weaknesse drawes
My soule of counsell from me. Stop my mouth.

-Troilus & Cressida, Act II-