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.

Cref. Adieu, uncle.

Pan. I'll be with you, niece, by and by.

Cref. To bring, uncle,-

Pan. Ay, a token from Troilus.

Cref. By the fame token-you are a bawd.

[Exit PANDARUS.

Words, vows, gifts, tears, and love's full facrifice,
He offers in another's enterprize :

But more in Troilus thoufand fold I fee

Than in the glass of Pandar's praise may be ;

Yet hold I off. Women are angels, wooing:
Things won are done, joy's foul lies in the doing:
That the belov'd knows nought, that knows not this,—
Men prize the thing ungain'd more than it is:

That she was never yet, that ever knew

Love got fo fweet, as when defire did fue:
Therefore this maxim out of love I teach,-

Achievement is command; ungain'd, beseech:

Then though my heart's content firm love doth bear,
Nothing of that shall from mine eyes appear.

[Exeunt.

SCENE III.

The Grecian Camp. Before Agamemnon's Tent.

Trumpets. Enter AGAMEMNON, NESTOR, ULYSSES, MENELAUS, and Others.

Agam. Princes,

What grief hath fet the jaundice on your cheeks?
The ample propofition, that hope makes

In all defigns begun on earth below,

Fails in the promis'd largeness: checks and disasters
Grow in the veins of actions highest rear'd;

As knots, by the conflúx of meeting fap,
Infect the found pine, and divert his grain
Tortive and errant from his courfe of growth.
Nor, princes, is it matter new to us,

That we come short of our fuppose so far,
That, after seven years' fiege, yet Troy walls stand;
Sith every action that hath gone before,
Whereof we have record, trial did draw
Bias and thwart, not answering the aim,
And that unbodied figure of the thought

That gav't furmifed fhape. Why then, you princes,
Do you with cheeks abash'd behold our works;
And think them fhames, which are, indeed, nought elfe
But the protractive trials of great Jove,
To find perfiftive conftancy in men?

The fineness of which metal is not found

In fortune's love: for then, the bold and coward,

The wife and fool, the artist and unread,

The hard and foft, seem all affin'd and kin:
But, in the wind and tempelt of her frown,
Distinction, with a broad and powerful fan,
Puffing at all, winnows the light away;
And what hath mafs, or matter, by itself
Lies, rich in virtue, and unmingled.

Neft. With due observance of thy godlike seat,

Great Agamemnon, Neftor fhall apply

Thy latest words. In the reproof of chance

Lies the true proof of men: The fea being smooth,
How many fhall bauble boats dare fail

Upon her patient breaft, making their way

With those of nobler bulk?

But let the ruffian Boreas once enrage

The gentle Thetis, and, anon, behold

The ftrong-ribb'd bark through liquid mountains cut,
Bounding between the two moift elements,

Like Perfeus' horfe: Where's then the faucy boat,
Whofe weak untimber'd fides but even now
Co-rival'd greatnefs? either to harbour fled,
Or made a toast for Neptune. Even fo
Doth valour's show, and valour's worth, divide
In ftorms 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 cou

rage,

As rous'd with rage, with rage doth fympathize,

And with an accent tun'd in felf-fame key,

Returns to chiding fortune.

Thou great commander, nerve and bone of Greece,
Heart of our numbers, foul and only spirit,

In whom the tempers and the minds of all
Should be fhut up,-hear what Ulyffes fpeaks.
Befides the applause and approbation

The which,-most mighty for thy place and sway,-
[To AGAMEMNON.
And thou most reverend for thy ftretch'd-out life,-
[TO NESTOR.

I give to both your fpeeches,-which were fuch,
As Agamemnon and the hand of Greece
Should hold up high in brafs; and fuch again,
As venerable Neftor, hatch'd in filver,

Should with a bond of air (ftrong as the axletree
On which heaven rides,) knit all the Greekish ears

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To his experienc'd tongue,—yet let it please both,-
Thou great, and wife,-to hear Ulyffes fpeak.

Agam. Speak, prince of Ithaca; and be't of less expect That matter needlefs, of importless burden, Divide thy lips; than we are confident, When rank Therfites opes his mastiff jaws, We shall hear mufick, wit, and oracle.

Uly. Troy, yet upon his bafis, had been down, And the great Hector's fword had lack'd a master, But for these instances.

The specialty of rule hath been neglected:

And, look, how many Grecian tents do stand
Hollow upon this plain, fo many hollow factions.
When that the general is not like the hive,
To whom the foragers fhall all repair,

What honey is expected? Degree being vizarded,
The unworthiest shows as fairly in the mask.

The heavens themselves, the planets, and this center,
Obferve degree, priority, and place,

Infifture, course, proportion, feafon, form,
Office, and custom, in all line of order:
And therefore is the glorious planet, Sol,
In noble eminence enthron'd and spher'd
Amidst the other; whofe med'cinable eye
Corrects the ill afpécts of planets evil,

And pofts, like the commandment of a king,
Sans check, to good and bad : But, when the planets,
In evil mixture, to disorder wander,

What plagues, and what portents? what mutiny?
What raging of the sea? shaking of earth?

Commotion in the winds? frights, changes, horrors,
Divert and crack, rend and deracinate

The unity and married calm of states

Quite from their fixure ? O, when degree is shak'd,

Which is the ladder of all high designs,

The enterprize is fick! How could communities,
Degrees in schools, and brotherhoods in cities,
Peaceful commérce from dividable shores,
The primogenitive and due of birth,
Prerogative of age, crowns, fcepters, laurels,
But by degree, stand in authentick place?
Take but degree away, untune that string,
And, hark, what discord follows! each thing meets
In mere oppugnancy: The bounded waters
Should lift their bofoms higher than the shores,
And make a fop of all this solid globe :

Strength should be lord of imbecility,

And the rude fon should strike his father dead:
Force should be right; or, rather, right and wrong,
(Between whofe endless jar juftice refides,)
Should lose their names, and so should justice too.
Then every thing includes itself in power,
Power into will, will into appetite;

And appetite, an univerfal wolf,

So doubly feconded with will and power,
Must make perforce an universal prey,

And, laft, eat up himself. Great Aganiemnon,

This chaos, when degree is fuffocate,

Follows the choking.

And this neglection of degree it is,

That by a pace goes backward, with a purpose
The general's disdain'd

It hath to climb.

By him one step below; he, by the next;
That next, by him beneath: so every step,
Exampled by the first pace that is fick
Of his fuperior, grows to an envious fever
Of pale and bloodless emulation:

And 'tis this fever that keeps Troy on foot,

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