"Ye gave me anis ane devine responsaill
That I suld be the flour of luif in Troy;
Now am I maid ane unworthie outwaill,
And all in cair translatit is my joy.
Quha sall me gyde? Quha sall me now convoy,
Sen I fra Diomeid and nobill Troylus
Am clene excludit, as abject odious?”
Here, Cresseid is in anguish and yells her pain out by cursing the God’s for her misery. She does not know that this will lead to her eventual downfall. Indeed, she blasphemes Cupid and Venus for cruelly playing with her feelings for Diomedes. As such, she is cursed and becomes a leper and eventually swindles into prostitution and eventually she dies as a beggar.
"Quhat lord is yone," quod scho, "have ye na feill,
Hes done to us so greit humanitie?"
"Yes," quod a lipper man, "I knaw him weill;
Schir Troylus it is, gentill and fre."
This quote is highlighting the inherent kindness and compassion of Troilus. Despite Cresseid jilting him for Diomedes, he still helps her by taking pity on her and giving up his gold. He is truly kind and honest, which are traits that Cresseid finally realizes are worth more than all the beauty, status, and wealth in the world.
"My cleir voice and courtlie carrolling,
Quhair I was wont with ladyis for to sing,
Is rawk as ruik, full hiddeous, hoir and hace;
My plesand port, all utheris precelling,
Of lustines I was hald maist conding -
Now is deformit the figour of my face;
To luik on it na leid now lyking hes.
Sowpit in syte, I say with sair siching,
Ludgeit amang the lipper leid, `Allace!'"
Here, Cresseid is lamenting the loss of her beauty. In the beginning, Cresseid is the envy of all women as she has the attention of not one but two prominent Trojan men. However, she is cursed with leprosy after her blasphemy, and as such cannot cope with the loss of her beauty. Ironically, she later realizes that beauty is nothing more than an illusion.
