Have you seen my cousin?

Pandarus
Have you seen my cousin?
Troilus
No, Pandarus. I stalk about her door
Like a strange soul upon the Stygian banks
Staying for waftage. O, be thou my Charon,
And give me swift transportance to those fields
Where I may wallow in the lily beds
Proposed for the deserver! O, gentle Pandar,
From Cupid's shoulder pluck his painted wings
And fly with me to Cressid!

Words pay no debts; give her deeds.

Pandarus
Walk here i' th' orchard. I'll bring her straight.
 Pandarus exits.
Troilus
I am giddy; expectation whirls me round.
Th' imaginary relish is so sweet
That it enchants my sense. What will it be
When that the wat'ry palate taste indeed
Love's thrice-repurèd nectar? Death, I fear me,
Swooning destruction, or some joy too fine,
Too subtle-potent, tuned too sharp in sweetness
For the capacity of my ruder powers.
I fear it much; and I do fear besides
That I shall lose distinction in my joys,
As doth a battle when they charge on heaps
The enemy flying.
 Enter Pandarus.
Pandarus
She's making her ready; she'll come straight.
You must be witty now. She does so blush and
fetches her wind so short as if she were frayed with
a spirit. I'll fetch her. It is the prettiest villain. She
fetches her breath as short as a new-ta'en sparrow.
 Pandarus exits.
Troilus
Even such a passion doth embrace my bosom.
My heart beats thicker than a feverous pulse,
And all my powers do their bestowing lose,
Like vassalage at unawares encount'ring
The eye of majesty.
 Enter Pandarus, and Cressida veiled.
Pandarus, to Cressida
Come, come, what need you
blush? Shame’s a baby.—Here she is now. Swear
the oaths now to her that you have sworn to me.
 Cressida offers to leave.
What, are you gone again?
You must be watched ere you be made tame, must
you? Come your ways; come your ways. An you
draw backward, we’ll put you i’ th’ thills. —Why
do you not speak to her?—Come, draw this curtain
and let’s see your picture.
He draws back her veil.
Alas the day, how loath you are to offend daylight!
An ’twere dark, you’d close sooner.—So, so, rub on,
and kiss the mistress.  They kiss.  How now? A
kiss in fee-farm? Build there, carpenter; the air is
sweet. Nay, you shall fight your hearts out ere I
part you. The falcon as the tercel, for all the ducks
i’ th’ river. Go to, go to.
Troilus
You have bereft me of all words, lady.
Pandarus
Words pay no debts; give her deeds. But
she’ll bereave you o’ th’ deeds too, if she call your
activity in question.  They kiss.  What, billing
again? Here’s “In witness whereof the parties
interchangeably—.” Come in, come in. I’ll go get a fire.
 Pandarus exits.