Hector by this is arming him in Troy;
Ajax your guard stays to conduct you home.[2273]
Farewell, revolted fair! and, Diomed,
Stand fast, and wear a castle on thy head! 185
[Exeunt Troilus, Æneas, and Ulysses.
croak like a raven; I would bode, I would bode. Patroclus
will give me any thing for the intelligence of this whore: the 190
parrot will not do more for an almond than he for a commodious
drab. Lechery, lechery! still wars and lechery! nothing
else holds fashion. A burning devil take them! [Exit.
Scene III. Troy. Before Priam's palace.[2274]
Enter Hector and Andromache.
To stop his ears against admonishment?
Unarm, unarm, and do not fight to-day.
Enter Cassandra.
Consort with me in loud and dear petition;[2278]
Pursue we him on knees; for I have dream'd 10
Of bloody turbulence, and this whole night
Hath nothing been but shapes and forms of slaughter.[2279]
They are polluted offerings, more abhorr'd
Than spotted livers in the sacrifice.
To hurt by being just: it is as lawful,[2281][2283][2284][2285][2286] 20
For we would give much, to use violent thefts[2281][2283][2284][2286]
And rob in the behalf of charity.[2283][2284]
Enter Troilus.
[Exit Cassandra.
I am to-day i' the vein of chivalry:
Let grow thy sinews till their knots be strong,[2293]
And tempt not yet the brushes of the war.[2294]
Unarm thee, go; and doubt thou not, brave boy, 35
I'll stand to-day for thee and me and Troy.
Which better fits a lion than a man.
Even in the fan and wind of your fair sword,[2297]
You bid them rise and live.[2298]
Let's leave the hermit pity with our mother;[2300] 45
And when we have our armours buckled on,
The venom'd vengeance ride upon our swords,[2301]
Spur them to ruthful work, rein them from ruth![2302]
Not fate, obedience, nor the hand of Mars
Beckoning with fiery truncheon my retire;
Not Priamus and Hecuba on knees,
Their eyes o'ergalled with recourse of tears; 55
Nor you, my brother, with your true sword drawn,
Opposed to hinder me, should stop my way,
But by my ruin.
Re-enter Cassandra, with Priam.[2305]
He is thy crutch; now if thou lose thy stay, 60
Thou on him leaning, and all Troy on thee,
Fall all together.
Thy wife hath dream'd; thy mother hath had visions;
Cassandra doth foresee; and I myself
Am like a prophet suddenly enrapt, 65
To tell thee that this day is ominous:
Therefore, come back.
And I do stand engaged to many Greeks,
Even in the faith of valour, to appear
This morning to them.
You know me dutiful; therefore, dear sir,
Let me not shame respect; but give me leave
To take that course by your consent and voice,
Which you do here forbid me, royal Priam. 75
Upon the love you bear me, get you in. [Exit Andromache.
Makes all these bodements.
Look, how thou diest! look, how thy eye turns pale![2310]
Look, how thy wounds do bleed at many vents![2311]
Hark, how Troy roars! how Hecuba cries out![2312]
How poor Andromache shrills her dolours forth![2313]
Behold, distraction, frenzy and amazement,[2314] 85
Like witless antics, one another meet,
And all cry 'Hector! Hector's dead! O Hector!'
Thou dost thyself and all our Troy deceive. [Exit. 90
Go in and cheer the town: we'll forth and fight,[2317]
Do deeds worth praise and tell you them at night.[2318]
[Exeunt severally Priam and Hector. Alarum.[2319]
I come to lose my arm, or win my sleeve.
Enter Pandarus.[2321]
troubles me, and the foolish fortune of this girl; and what[2322]
one thing, what another, that I shall leave you one o' these[2322][2326]
days: and I have a rheum in mine eyes too, and such an[2322]
ache in my bones that, unless a man were cursed, I cannot[2322] 105
tell what to think on't. What says she there?[2322]
The effect doth operate another way. [Tearing the letter.[2322][2327]
Go, wind, to wind, there turn and change together.[2322]
My love with words and errors still she feeds,[2322][2328] 110
But edifies another with her deeds. [Exeunt severally.[2322][2329]
Scene IV. The field between Troy and the Grecian camp.
Alarums. Excursions. Enter Thersites.[2330]
look on. That dissembling abominable varlet, Diomed, has
got that same scurvy doting foolish young knave's sleeve of[2331][2332]
Troy there in his helm: I would fain see them meet; that[2332]
that same young Trojan ass, that loves the whore there, 5
might send that Greekish whoremasterly villain, with the
sleeve, back to the dissembling luxurious drab, of a sleeveless
errand. O' the t'other side, the policy of those crafty[2333]
swearing rascals, that stale old mouse-eaten dry cheese,[2334]
Nestor, and that same dog-fox, Ulysses, is not proved worth[2335] 10
a blackberry. They set me up in policy that mongrel
cur, Ajax, against that dog of as bad a kind, Achilles: and
now is the cur Ajax prouder than the cur Achilles, and will
not arm to-day; whereupon the Grecians begin to proclaim[2336]
barbarism, and policy grows into an ill opinion. 15
Enter Diomedes and Troilus.[2337]
I do not fly; but advantageous care
Withdrew me from the odds of multitude:[2340] 20
Have at thee![2340]
Trojan! Now the sleeve, now the sleeve!
[Exeunt Troilus and Diomedes, fighting.[2341]
Enter Hector.
plague break thy neck for frighting me! What's become of[2345] 30
the wenching rogues? I think they have swallowed one
another: I would laugh at that miracle: yet in a sort
lechery eats itself. I'll seek them. [Exit.
Scene V. Another part of the field.
Enter Diomedes and Servant.[2346]
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.
Enter Agamemnon.[2348]
Hath beat down Menon: bastard Margarelon
Hath Doreus prisoner,[2350]
And stands colossus-wise, waving his beam,
Upon the pashed corses of the kings[2351] 10
Epistrophus and Cedius: Polyxenes is slain;[2352]
Amphimachus and Thoas deadly hurt;[2353]
Patroclus ta'en or slain; and Palamedes
Sore hurt and bruised: the dreadful sagittary[2354]
Appals our numbers: haste we, Diomed, 15
To reinforcement, or we perish all.
Enter Nestor.
And bid the snail-paced Ajax arm for shame.
There is a thousand Hectors in the field:[2356]
Now here he fights on Galathe his horse, 20
And there lacks work; anon he's there afoot,
And there they fly or die, like scaled sculls[2357]
Before the belching whale; then is he yonder,
And there the strawy Greeks, ripe for his edge,[2358]
Fall down before him, like the mower's swath:[2359] 25
Here, there and every where he leaves and takes,[2360]
Dexterity so obeying appetite
That what he will he does, and does so much[2361]
That proof is call'd impossibility.
Enter Ulysses.
Is arming, weeping, cursing, vowing vengeance:
Patroclus' wounds have roused his drowsy blood,[2355]
Together with his mangled Myrmidons,
That noseless, handless, hack'd and chipp'd, come to him,
Crying on Hector. Ajax hath lost a friend, 35
And foams at mouth, and he is arm'd, and at it,
Roaring for Troilus; who hath done to-day
Mad and fantastic execution,
Engaging and redeeming of himself,
With such a careless force and forceless care, 40
As if that luck, in very spite of cunning,[2362][2363]
Bade him win all.[2362]
Enter Ajax.
Enter Achilles.
Scene VI. Another part of the field.[2368]
Enter Ajax.
Enter Diomedes.
Ere that correction. Troilus, I say! what, Troilus! 5
Enter Troilus.
And pay thy life thou owest me for my horse.[2372]
Enter Hector.[2374]
Enter Achilles.
Re-enter Troilus.[2381]