Speeches (Lines) for Servant
in "Troilus and Cressida"
Total: 15

1

III,1,1495

Pandarus. Friend, you! pray you, a word: do not you follow
the young Lord Paris?

Servant. Ay, sir, when he goes before me.

2

III,1,1497

Pandarus. You depend upon him, I mean?

Servant. Sir, I do depend upon the lord.

3

III,1,1500

Pandarus. You depend upon a noble gentleman; I must needs
praise him.

Servant. The lord be praised!

4

III,1,1502

Pandarus. You know me, do you not?

Servant. Faith, sir, superficially.

5

III,1,1504

Pandarus. Friend, know me better; I am the Lord Pandarus.

Servant. I hope I shall know your honour better.

6

III,1,1506

Pandarus. I do desire it.

Servant. You are in the state of grace.

7

III,1,1510

Pandarus. Grace! not so, friend: honour and lordship are my titles.
[Music within]
What music is this?

Servant. I do but partly know, sir: it is music in parts.

8

III,1,1512

Pandarus. Know you the musicians?

Servant. Wholly, sir.

9

III,1,1514

Pandarus. Who play they to?

Servant. To the hearers, sir.

10

III,1,1516

Pandarus. At whose pleasure, friend

Servant. At mine, sir, and theirs that love music.

11

III,1,1518

Pandarus. Command, I mean, friend.

Servant. Who shall I command, sir?

12

III,1,1522

Pandarus. Friend, we understand not one another: I am too
courtly and thou art too cunning. At whose request
do these men play?

Servant. That's to 't indeed, sir: marry, sir, at the request
of Paris my lord, who's there in person; with him,
the mortal Venus, the heart-blood of beauty, love's
invisible soul,—

13

III,1,1527

Pandarus. Who, my cousin Cressida?

Servant. No, sir, Helen: could you not find out that by her
attributes?

14

III,1,1533

Pandarus. It should seem, fellow, that thou hast not seen the
Lady Cressida. I come to speak with Paris from the
Prince Troilus: I will make a complimental assault
upon him, for my business seethes.

Servant. Sodden business! there's a stewed phrase indeed!

15

V,5,3458

Diomedes. Go, go, my servant, take thou Troilus' horse;
Present the fair steed to my lady Cressid:
Fellow, commend my service to her beauty;
Tell her I have chastised the amorous Trojan,
And am her knight by proof.

Servant. I go, my lord.