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How now, my brother!
Enter one in sumptuous armour.[2383]
Scene VII. Another part of the field.[2388]
Enter Achilles, with Myrmidons.
Achil. Come here about me, you my Myrmidons;
Mark what I say. Attend me where I wheel:
Strike not a stroke, but keep yourselves in breath:
And when I have the bloody Hector found,
Empale him with your weapons round about; 5
In fellest manner execute your aims.[2389]
Follow me, sirs, and my proceedings eye:[2390]
It is decreed Hector the great must die. [Exeunt.
Mark what I say. Attend me where I wheel:
Strike not a stroke, but keep yourselves in breath:
And when I have the bloody Hector found,
Empale him with your weapons round about; 5
In fellest manner execute your aims.[2389]
Follow me, sirs, and my proceedings eye:[2390]
It is decreed Hector the great must die. [Exeunt.
Enter Menelaus and Paris, fighting: then Thersites.[2391]
Enter Margarelon.[2396]
Mar. Turn, slave, and fight.[2397]
Ther. What art thou?
Mar. A bastard son of Priam's.[2397] 15
Ther. I am a bastard too; I love bastards: I am a bastard[2398]
begot, bastard instructed, bastard in mind, bastard in[2398]
valour, in every thing illegitimate. One bear will not bite
another, and wherefore should one bastard? Take heed,
the quarrel's most ominous to us: if the son of a whore fight[2399] 20
for a whore, he tempts judgement: farewell, bastard. [Exit.[2400]
begot, bastard instructed, bastard in mind, bastard in[2398]
valour, in every thing illegitimate. One bear will not bite
another, and wherefore should one bastard? Take heed,
the quarrel's most ominous to us: if the son of a whore fight[2399] 20
for a whore, he tempts judgement: farewell, bastard. [Exit.[2400]
Scene VIII. Another part of the field.[2402]
Enter Hector.
Hect. Most putrefied core, so fair without,
Thy goodly armour thus hath cost thy life.
Now is my day's work done; I'll take good breath:[2403]
Rest, sword; thou hast thy fill of blood and death.
Thy goodly armour thus hath cost thy life.
Now is my day's work done; I'll take good breath:[2403]
Rest, sword; thou hast thy fill of blood and death.
[Puts off his helmet and hangs his shield behind him.
Enter Achilles and Myrmidons.[2404]
Achil. Look, Hector, how the sun begins to set;[2405] 5
How ugly night comes breathing at his heels:
Even with the vail and darking of the sun,[2406]
To close the day up, Hector's life is done.[2407]
How ugly night comes breathing at his heels:
Even with the vail and darking of the sun,[2406]
To close the day up, Hector's life is done.[2407]
Hect. I am unarm'd; forego this vantage, Greek.
Achil. Strike, fellows, strike; this is the man I seek.10
[Hector falls.[2408]
So, Ilion, fall thou next! now, Troy, sink down![2409]
Here lies thy heart, thy sinews, and thy bone.
On, Myrmidons; and cry you all amain,[2410]
'Achilles hath the mighty Hector slain.' [A retreat sounded.[2411]
Hark! a retire upon our Grecian part.[2412] 15
Here lies thy heart, thy sinews, and thy bone.
On, Myrmidons; and cry you all amain,[2410]
'Achilles hath the mighty Hector slain.' [A retreat sounded.[2411]
Hark! a retire upon our Grecian part.[2412] 15
Myr. The Trojan trumpets sound the like, my lord.[2413]
[Sheathes his sword.[2415][2416]
Come, tie his body to my horse's tail;
Along the field I will the Trojan trail.
Along the field I will the Trojan trail.
[Exeunt. A retreat sounded.[2417]
Scene IX. Another part of the field.
Enter Agamemnon, Ajax, Menelaus, Nestor, Diomedes, and the rest, marching. Shouts within.[2418]
Nest. Peace, drums![2419]
Dio. The bruit is, Hector's slain, and by Achilles.[2422]
Ajax. If it be so, yet bragless let it be; 5
Great Hector was a man as good as he.[2423]
Great Hector was a man as good as he.[2423]
Agam. March patiently along: let one be sent[2424]
To pray Achilles see us at our tent.
If in his death the gods have us befriended,
Great Troy is ours, and our sharp wars are ended. 10
To pray Achilles see us at our tent.
If in his death the gods have us befriended,
Great Troy is ours, and our sharp wars are ended. 10
[Exeunt, marching.[2425]
Scene X. Another part of the field.
Enter Æneas, Paris, Antenor, and Deiphobus.[2426]
Æne. Stand, ho! yet are we masters of the field:
Never go home; here starve we out the night.[2427]
Never go home; here starve we out the night.[2427]
Enter Troilus.
Tro. Hector is slain.[2427]
All. Hector! The gods forbid!
Tro. He's dead; and at the murderer's horse's tail
In beastly sort dragg'd through the shameful field. 5
Frown on, you heavens, effect your rage with speed!
Sit, gods, upon your thrones, and smile at Troy![2428]
I say, at once let your brief plagues be mercy,[2428]
And linger not our sure destructions on!
In beastly sort dragg'd through the shameful field. 5
Frown on, you heavens, effect your rage with speed!
Sit, gods, upon your thrones, and smile at Troy![2428]
I say, at once let your brief plagues be mercy,[2428]
And linger not our sure destructions on!
Æne. My lord, you do discomfort all the host. 10
Tro. You understand me not that tell me so:
I do not speak of flight, of fear, of death,[2429]
But dare all imminence that gods and men
Address their dangers in. Hector is gone:
Who shall tell Priam so, or Hecuba? 15
Let him that will a screech-owl aye be call'd,[2430]
Go in to Troy, and say there 'Hector's dead:'[2431]
There is a word will Priam turn to stone,
Make wells and Niobes of the maids and wives,[2432]
Cold statues of the youth, and, in a word,[2433] 20
Scare Troy out of itself. But march away:[2434][2435]
Hector is dead; there is no more to say.[2435]
Stay yet. You vile abominable tents,[2436]
Thus proudly pight upon our Phrygian plains,[2437]
Let Titan rise as early as he dare, 25
I'll through and through you! and, thou great-sized coward,
No space of earth shall sunder our two hates:
I'll haunt thee like a wicked conscience still,
That mouldeth goblins swift as frenzy's thoughts.[2438]
Strike a free march to Troy! with comfort go:[2439] 30
Hope of revenge shall hide our inward woe.
I do not speak of flight, of fear, of death,[2429]
But dare all imminence that gods and men
Address their dangers in. Hector is gone:
Who shall tell Priam so, or Hecuba? 15
Let him that will a screech-owl aye be call'd,[2430]
Go in to Troy, and say there 'Hector's dead:'[2431]
There is a word will Priam turn to stone,
Make wells and Niobes of the maids and wives,[2432]
Cold statues of the youth, and, in a word,[2433] 20
Scare Troy out of itself. But march away:[2434][2435]
Hector is dead; there is no more to say.[2435]
Stay yet. You vile abominable tents,[2436]
Thus proudly pight upon our Phrygian plains,[2437]
Let Titan rise as early as he dare, 25
I'll through and through you! and, thou great-sized coward,
No space of earth shall sunder our two hates:
I'll haunt thee like a wicked conscience still,
That mouldeth goblins swift as frenzy's thoughts.[2438]
Strike a free march to Troy! with comfort go:[2439] 30
Hope of revenge shall hide our inward woe.
[Exeunt Æneas and Trojans.
As Troilus is going out, enter, from the other side, Pandarus.[2440]
Pan. But hear you, hear you![2441]
Tro. Hence, broker-lackey! ignomy and shame[2442]
Pursue thy life, and live aye with thy name! [Exit.[2443]
Pursue thy life, and live aye with thy name! [Exit.[2443]
Pan. A goodly medicine for my aching bones![2444] 35
O world! world! world! thus is the poor agent despised! O[2445]
traitors and bawds, how earnestly are you set a-work, and[2446]
how ill requited! why should our endeavour be so loved[2447]
and the performance so loathed? what verse for it? what
instance for it? Let me see: 40
O world! world! world! thus is the poor agent despised! O[2445]
traitors and bawds, how earnestly are you set a-work, and[2446]
how ill requited! why should our endeavour be so loved[2447]
and the performance so loathed? what verse for it? what
instance for it? Let me see: 40
Full merrily the humble-bee doth sing,
Till he hath lost his honey and his sting;
And being once subdued in armed tail,[2448]
Sweet honey and sweet notes together fail.
Till he hath lost his honey and his sting;
And being once subdued in armed tail,[2448]
Sweet honey and sweet notes together fail.
Good traders in the flesh, set this in your painted cloths:[2449] 45
As many as be here of Pandar's hall,
Your eyes, half out, weep out at Pandar's fall;[2450]
Or if you cannot weep, yet give some groans,
Though not for me, yet for your aching bones.[2451]
Brethren and sisters of the hold-door trade,[2452] 50
Some two months hence my will shall here be made:
It should be now, but that my fear is this,
Some galled goose of Winchester would hiss:
Till then I'll sweat and seek about for eases,[2453]
And at that time bequeath you my diseases. [Exit.[2454] 55
As many as be here of Pandar's hall,
Your eyes, half out, weep out at Pandar's fall;[2450]
Or if you cannot weep, yet give some groans,
Though not for me, yet for your aching bones.[2451]
Brethren and sisters of the hold-door trade,[2452] 50
Some two months hence my will shall here be made:
It should be now, but that my fear is this,
Some galled goose of Winchester would hiss:
Till then I'll sweat and seek about for eases,[2453]
And at that time bequeath you my diseases. [Exit.[2454] 55