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and a bed; which bed, because it shall not speak of your pretty encounters, prefs it to death away.

And Cupid grant all tongue-ty'd maidens here,
Bed, chamber, Pandar to provide this geer!

[Exeunt.

SCENE

III.

The Grecian Camp.

Enter Agamemnon, Ulyffes, Diomed, Neftor, Ajax, Menelaus and Calchas.

Cal. Now, princes, for the fervice I have done you, The advantage of the time prompts me aloud To call for recompence. P Appear it to your mind, That, through the fight I bear in things, to Jove I have abandon'd Troy, left my poffeffions, Incurr'd a traitor's name; expos'd myself, From certain and poffeft conveniences, To doubtful fortunes; fequeftring from me all That time, acquaintance, cuftom, and condition, Made tame and most familiar to my nature; And here, to do you fervice, am become As new into the world, ftrange, unacquainted: I do befeech you, as in way of taste,

To give me now a little benefit,

Out of thofe many registred in promife,

Which, you fay, live to come in my behalf.

Aga. What wouldst thou of us, Trojan? make de

mand.

• The advantage of the time]-The prefent opportunity.

P Appear it to your mind, &c.]-Reflect, I pray you, that through my skill in divination, I have been induced to leave Troy to its fate, and, from the moment of my flight, have dedicated all your intereft. a tame]-domeftic.

my

fervices to

Cal.

Cal. You have a Trojan prifoner, call'd Antenor,
Yesterday took; Troy holds him very dear.
Oft have you (often have you thanks therefore)
Defir'd my Creffid in right great exchange,
Whom Troy hath ftill deny'd: But this Antenor,
I know, is fuch a wrest in their affairs,
That their negotiations all muft flack,
Wanting his manage; and they will almost
Give us a prince of blood, a fon of Priam,

In change of him: let him be fent, great princes,
And he shall buy my daughter; and her presence
Shall quite strike off all fervice I have done,
In most accepted pain.

Aga. Let Diomedes bear him,

And bring us Creffid hither; Calchas shall have
What he requests of us.-Good Diomed,
Furnish you fairly for this enterchange:
Withal, bring word-if Hector will to-morrow
Be answer'd in his challenge; Ajax is ready.

Diom. This fhall I undertake; and 'tis a burden
Which I am proud to bear.

[Exeunt Diomed, and Calchas.

Enter Achilles, and Patroclus, before their tent.

Uly. Achilles ftands i'the entrance of his tent :-
Please it our general to pafs ftrangely by him,
As if he were forgot;-and, princes all,
Lay negligent and loofe regard upon him :-

I will come laft: 'Tis like, he'll question me,

is fuch a wreft in their affairs,]—Antenor's lofs will fo distract their counfels. Such a reft-a prop, a ftay: his prefence is fo effentially neceffary to them.

In most accepted pain.]-Even in the moft arduous and important

inftances.

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Why fuch unplaufive eyes are bent, why turn'd on him:
If fo, I have derifion med'cinable,

To use between your ftrangeness and his pride,
Which his own will fhall have defire to drink;
It may do good: pride hath no other glafs
To fhew itself, but pride; for fupple knees
Feed arrogance, and are the proud man's fees.
Aga. We'll execute your purpose, and put on
A form of strangeness as we pafs along;-
So do each lord; and either greet him not,
Or elfe difdainfully, which fhall shake him more
Than if not look'd on. I will lead the way,

Achil. What, comes the general to speak with me? You know my mind, I'll fight no more 'gainft Troy. Aga. What fays Achilles? would he aught with us? Neft. Would you, my lord, aught with the general? Achil. No.

Neft. Nothing, my lord,

Aga. The better.

Achil. Good day, good day.

Men. How do you? how do you?

Achil. What, does the cuckold fcorn me?

Ajax. How now, Patroclus?

Achil. Good morrow, Ajax.

Ajax. Ha?

Achil. Good morrow.

Ajax. Ay, and good next day too.

[Exeunt.

Achil. What mean thefe fellows? know they not

Achilles?

Patr. They pafs by ftrangely: they were us'd to bend, To fend their fmiles before them to Achilles;

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fuch unplaufive eyes are bent,]-fuch looks of difapprobation are put on.

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To come as humbly, as they us'd to creep
To holy altars.

Achil. What, am I poor of late?

'Tis certain, Greatnefs, once fallen out with fortune,
Muft fall out with men too: What the declin'd is,
He fhall as foon read in the eyes of others,
As feel in his own fall: for men, like butterflies,
Shew not their mealy wings, but to the fummer;
And not a man, for being fimply man,

Hath any honour; but's honour'd for thofe honours
That are without him, as place, riches, favour,
Prizes of accident as oft as merit :

Which when they fall, as being flippery standers,
The love that lean'd on them as flippery too,
Doth one pluck down another, and together
Die in the fall. But 'tis not fo with me:
Fortune and I are friends; I do enjoy
At ample point all that I did poffefs,

Save thefe men's looks; who do, methinks, find out
Something in me not worth that rich beholding
As they have often given. Here is Ulyffes;
I'll interrupt his reading.- -How now, Ulyffes?
Ulyff. Now, great Thetis' fon?

Achil. What are you reading?

Uly. A ftrange fellow here

Writes me, That man-" how dearly ever parted,
How much in having, or without, or in,—
Cannot make boast to have that which he hath,

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Nor feels not what he owes, but by reflection;

As when his virtues fhining upon others

bow dearly ever parted, &c.]-however excellently endowed, how much fo ever he hath either externally or internally.

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Heat them, and they retort that heat again
To the first giver.

Achil. This is not ftrange, Ulyffes,

The beauty that is borne here in the face,
The bearer knows not, but commends itself
To others eyes: nor doth the eye itself,
(That most pure fpirit of fenfe) behold itself,
Not going from itself; but eye to eye oppos'd

Salutes each other with each other's form.
For fpeculation turns not to itself,

'Till it hath travell'd, and is marry'd there
Where it may fee itfelf: this is not strange at all,
Ulyff. I do not strain at the position,

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It is familiar; but at the author's drift:
Who, in his circumftance, exprefsly proves-
That no man is the lord of any thing,
(Though in and of him there is much confifting)
'Till he communicate his parts to others:
Nor does he of himself know them for aught
'Till he behold them form'd in the applaufe

Where they are extended; which, like an arch, reverberates

The voice again; or like a gate of steel

Fronting the fun, receives and renders back

His figure and his heat. I was much rapt in this;

And apprehended here immediately

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nor doth the eye itself]-" the eye fees not itself."

JULIUS CESAR, A& I. S. 2. Bru.

For fpeculation, &c.]-For the fight conveys no knowledge of it.

felf, till it meets with an object that reflects it.

z ftrain at]-lay much ftrefs upon.

in his circumftance,]-in the courfe of his argument.

b extended;]-exhibited in their just proportions.

CYMBELINE, A&t I. S. 1. i Gent.-A& I. S. 5. Iach.

The unknown Ajax.]-whofe powers have not been hitherto brought to light.

Heavens,

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