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

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


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Enter Agamemnon, Ulyses, Diomed, Nestor, Ajax, Mene

laus and Calcbas. Cal. Now, princes, for the service I have done you, • The advantage of the time prompts me aloud To call for recompence. Appear it to your mind, That, through the fight I bear in things, to Jove I have abandon’d Troy, left my possessions, Incurr'd a traitor's name; expos’d myself, From certain and posseft conveniences, To doubtful fortunes; fequeftring from me all That time, acquaintance, custom, and condition, Made 9 tame and most familiar to my nature; And here, to do you service, am become As new into the world, strange, unacquainted : I do beseech you, as in way of taste, To give me now a little benefit, · Out of those many registred in promise, Which, you say, live to come in my behalf. Aga. What wouldst thou of us, Trojan? make de


The advantage of the time]—The present 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 my services to your intereit.

4 tame]-domeitic.


Cal. You have a Trojan prisoner, call’d Antenor,
Yesterday took; Troy holds him very dear.
Oft have you (often have you thanks therefore)
Desir'd my Cressid in right great exchange,
Whom Troy hath ftill deny'd : But this Antenor,
I know, 'is such a wreit in their affairs,
That their negotiations all must Nack,
Wanting his manage ; and they will almost
Give us a prince of blood, a son of Priam,
In change of him: let him be sent, great princes,
And he shall buy my daughter ; and her presence
Shall quite strike off all service I have done,
* In most accepted pain.

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

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

[Exeunt Diomed, and Calchas.

Enter Achilles, and Patroclus, before their tent.
Ulys. Achilles stands i’the entrance of his tent:-
Pleafe it our general to pass strangely by him,
As if he were forgot ;-and, princes all,
Lay negligent and loose regard upon him :-
I will come laft: 'Tis like, he'll question me,

' is such a wrest in their affairs,]— Antenor's loss will so distract their counsels. Such a ref--a prop, a stay: his presence is so effentially Deceffary to them.

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


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Why ' such unplausive eyes arę bent, why turn’d on him:
If so, I have derision med'cinable,
To use between your strangeness and his pride,
Which his own will shall have desire to drink;
It may do good: pride hath no other glass
To shew itself, but pride ; for supple knees
Feed arrogance, and are the proud man's fees.

riga. We'll execute your purpose, and put on
A form of strangeness as we pass along;
So do each lord; and either greet him not,
Or else disdainfully, which shall 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 'gainst Troy.

Aga. What says 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 scorn me?
Ajax. How now, Patroclus ?
Achil. Good morrow, Ajax.
Ajax. Ha?
Achil. Good morrow.
Ajax. Ay, and good next day too.

[Exeunt, fichil. What mean these fellows? know they not

Achilles ? Patr. They pass by strangely: they were us’d to bend, To send their smiles before them to Achilles;

fucb unplaufive eyes are bent,]—such looks of disapprobation are put on.


To come as humbly, as they us'd to creep
To holy altars.
Achil. What, am I poor

of late ?
'Tis certain, Greatness, once fallen out with fortune,
Muft fall out with men too: What the declin'd is,
He shall as soon read in the eyes of others,
As feel in his own fall: for men, like butterflies,
Shew not their mealy wings, but to the summer ;
And not a man, for being simply man,
Hath any honour ; but's honour'd for those honours
That are without him, as place, riches, favour,
Prizes of accident as oft as merit :
Which when they fall, as being Nippery standers,
The love that lean'd on them as Nippery too,
Doth one pluck down another, and together
Die in the fall. But 'tis not so with me:
Fortune and I are friends; I do enjoy
At ample point all that I did possess,
Save these men's looks; who do, methinks, find out
Something in me not worth that rich beholding
As they have often given. Here is Ulysses ;
I'll interrupt his reading.

-How now, Ulysses?
Ulyf. Now, great Thetis' son?
Achil. What are you reading ?

Ulyf. A strange 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,
Nor feels not what he owes, but by reflection;
As when his virtues shining upon others

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



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

Achil. This is not strange, Ulysses,
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 spirit of sense) behold itself,
Not going from itself; but eye to eye oppos’d
Salutes each other with each other's form,
For speculation turns not to itself,
'Till it hath travell’d, and is marry'd there
Where it may fee itself: this is not strange at all,

Ulyd. I do not a strain at the position, It is familiar ; but at the author's drift: Who, in his circumstance, expressly provesThat no man is the lord of any thing, (Though in and of him there is much consisting) 'Till he communicate his parts to others : Nor does he of himself know them for aught 'Till he behold them formi'd in the applause Where they are extended; which, like an arch, rever

berates The voice again ; or like a gate of steel Fronting the sun, receives and renders back His figure and his leat. I was much rapt in this; And apprehended here immediately · The unknown Ajax.

* nor dorb the eye itfef]" the eye fees not it fill."

JULIUS CESAR, AG I. S. 2. Bru. y For speculation, &c.]-For the fight conveys no knowledge of it. self, till it meets with an object that reflects it.

2 strain at]— lay much stress upon.
in his circumstance,)~in the course of his argument.
b extended;]exhibited in their juft proportions.

Cymbeline, Aa I. S. i. i Gent.-AA I. S. 5. lacb, The unknown Ajax.]-whose powers have not been hitherto brought to light.


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