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Pan. Is 'a not? It does a man's heart good-Look you what hacks are on his helmet! look you yonder, do you see ? look you there. There's no jesting: there's laying on, take't off who will, as they say; there be hacks! Cres. Be those with swords?
PARIS passes over. Pan. Swords ? any thing, he cares not; an the devil come to him, it's all one : by god's lid, it does one's heart good.-Yonder comes Paris ; yonder comes Paris : look ye yonder, niece: is 't not a gallant man too, is 't : not ? Why, this is brave now.-Who said he came hurt home to-day ? he's not hurt : why, this will do Helen's heart good now. Ha ! would I could see Troilus now.—You shall see Troilus anon. Cres. Who's that ?
HELENUS passes over. Pan. That's Helenus.-I marvel, where Troilus is. That's Helenus.- I think he went not forth to-day. That's Helenus.
Cres. Can Helenus fight, uncle ?
Pan. Helenus ? no ;-yes, he 'll fight indifferent well. -I marvel, where Troilus is.-Hark! do you not hear the people cry, Troilus ?-Helenus is a priest. Cres. What sneaking fellow comes yonder ?
TROILUS passes over. Pan. Where? yonder ? that's Deiphobus. - 'Tis Troilus! there's a man, niece !-Hem!-Brave Troilus, the prince of chivalry !
Cres. Peace! for shame; peace !
Pan. Mark him; note him.-0 brave Troilus ! look well upon him, niece: look you how his sword is bloodied, and his helm more hack'd than Hector's ; and how he looks, and how he goes 40 admirable youth ! he ne'er saw three and twenty. Go thy way, Troilus, go thy way; had I a sister were a grace, or a daughter a goddess, he should take his choice. O admirable man! Paris ?-Paris is dirt to him; and, I warrant, Helen, to change, would give an eyed to boot.
Soldiers pass over the Stage. Cres. Here come more.
Pan. Asses, fools, dolts, chaff and bran, chaff and bran; porridge after meat. I could live and die i’ the
1 money : in folio.
eyes of Troilus. Ne'er look, ne'er look: the eagles are gone; crows and daws, crows and daws. I had rather be such a man as Troilus, than Agamemnon and all Greece. Cres. There is among the Greeks Achilles, a better man than Troilus. Pan. Achilles 2 a drayman, a porter, a very camel. Cres. Well, well. Pan. Well, well ?—Why, have you any discretion? have you any eyes? Do you know what a man is ? Is not birth, beauty, good shape, discourse, manhood, learning, gentleness, virtue, youth, liberality, and such like", the spice and salt that season a man? Cres. Ay, a minced man; and then to be baked with no date in the pye-for then the man's date’s out. Pan. You are such a woman one knows not at what ward you lie. Cres. Upon my back, to defend my belly; upon my wit, to defend my wiles; upon my secrecy, to defend mine honesty; upon my mask, to defend my beauty; and upon you, to defend all these : and at all these wards I lie, at a thousand watches. Pan. Say one of your watches. Cres. Nay, I’ll watch you for that ; and that's one of the chiefest of them too: if I cannot ward what I would not have hit, I can watch you for telling how I took the blow, unless it swell past hiding, and then it’s past watching. Pan. You are such another Enter TRoHLUs' Boy. Boy. Sir, my lord would instantly speak with you. Pan. Where 2 Boy. At your own house”; there he unarms him. Pan. Good boy, tell him I come. [Exit Boy. I doubt he be hurt.—Fare ye well, good niece. Cres. Adieu, uncle. Pan. I’ll be with you, niece, by and by. Cres. To bring, uncle, Pan. Ay, a token from Troilus. Cres. By the same token, you are a bawd[Exit PANDARUs. Words, vows, gifts, tears, and love's full sacrifice, 1 so forth : in folio. 2 The rest of the line is not in the folio.
He offers in another's enterprise;
SCENE III.-The Grecian Camp. Before AGAMEM-
* Achievement is command: in f.e. a works: in f.e. *think: in folio
The hard and soft, seem all affin’d and kin: But, in the wind and tempest of her frown, Distinction, with a broad' and powerful fan, Puffing at all, winnows the light away; And what hath mass, or matter, by itself Lies rich in virtue, and unmingled. Nest. With due observance of thy godlike seat, Great Agamemnon, Nestor shall apply Thy latest words. In the reproof of chance Lies the true proof of men. The sea being smooth, How many shallow bauble boats dare sail Upon her patient breast, making their way With those of nobler bulk : But let the ruffian Boreas once enrage The gentle Thetis, and, anon, behold, The strong-ribb'd bark through liquid mountains cut, Bounding between the two moist elements, Like Perseus' horse: where's then the saucy boat, Whose weak untimber'd sides but even now Co-rival’d greatness? either to harbour fled, Or made a toast for Neptune. Even so Doth valour's show, and valour's worth, divide In storms of fortune: for, in her ray and brightness, The herd hath more annoyance by the brize”, Than by the tiger; but when the splitting wind Makes flexible the knees of knotted oaks, And flies fled under shade, why then, the thing of courage, As rous'd with rage, with rage doth sympathize, And with an accent tun’d in self-same key, Replies” to chiding fortune. Ulyss. Agamemnon, Thou great commander, nerve and bone of Greece, Heart of our numbers, soul and only spirit, In whom the tempers and the minds of all Should be shut up, hear what Ulysses speaks. Besides the applause and approbation The which,-most mighty for thy place and sway,+ [To AGAMEMNoN. And thou most reverend for thy stretch'd-out life,
[To NEstoR. I give to both your speeches, which were such,
1 loud: in folio. 2 Gadfly. * Returns: in f.e. A change by Pope, of “retires,” in the old copies.
As Agamemnon and the hand of Greece
Agam.” Speak, prince of Ithaca; and be 't of less
That matter needless, of importless burden,
Ulyss. Troy, yet upon his basis, had been down,
1 Ornamented. This speech is not in the quartos.