To tell thee that this day is ominous: Therefore, come back. Hect. Aeneas is a-field; And I do stand engag'd to many Greeks, Pri. Bat thou shalt not go. Hect. I must not break my faith. You know me dutiful; therefore, dear Sir, Hect. Andromache, I am offended with you: Upon the love you bear me, get you in. [Exit ANDROMACHE. Tro. This foolish, dreaming, superstitious girl Makes all these bodements. Cas. O farewell, dear Hector. Look, how thou diest! look, how thy eye turns pale! Look, how thy wounds do bleed at many vents! Hark, how Troy roars! how Hecuba cries out! How poor Andromache shrills her dolours forth! Behold, destruction, frenzy, and amazement, Like witless anticks, one another meet, Hector! Hector's dead! O Hector! And all cry Away! Hector, I take [Exit. Thou dost thyself and all our Troy deceive. Hect. You are amaz'd, my Liege, at her ex claim: Go in, and cheer the town: we'll forth, and fight; Do deeds worth praise, and tell you them at night. J Pri. Farewell: The gods with safety stand about thee! [Exeunt severally PRIAM and HECTOR. Alarums. Tro. They are at it; hark! Proud Diomed, be lieve I come to lose my arm, or win my sleeve. As TROILUS is going out, enter, from the other side, PANDARUS. Pan. Do you hear, my Lord? do you hear? Tro. What now ? Pan. Here's a letter from yon' poor girl. Tro. Let me read. Pan. A whoreson ptisick, a whoreson rascally ptisick so troubles me, and the foolish fortune of this girl; and what one thing, what another, that I shall leave you one o'these days: And f have a rheum in mine eyes too; and such an ache in my bones, that, unless a man were curs'd, I cannot tell what to think on't. What says she there? mere words, no matter from the heart; Tro. Words, words, The effect doth operate [Tearing the letter, another way. there turn and change toge ther. My love with words and errors still she feeds; But edifies another with her deeds. [Exeunt severally. Ther. Now they are clapper-clawing one another; I'll go look on. That dissembling abommable varlet, Diomed, has got that same scur knave's doting foolish young sleeve of Troy there in his helm: I would fain see them meet that that same young Trojan ass, that loves the whore there might send that Geekish whoremasterly villain, with the sleeve, back to the dissembling luxurious drab, on a sleeveless errand. O' the other side, The policy of those crafty swearing rascals, that stale old mouse-eaten dry cheese, Nestor; and that same dog-fox, Ulysses, is not prov'd worth a blackberry: They set me ups in policy, that mongrel cur, Ajax, against that dog of as bad a kind, Achilles: and now is the cur Ajax prouder than the cur Achilles, and will not arm to-day; whereupon the Grecians begin to proclaim barbarism, and policy grows into an ill opinion. Soft! here come sleeve, and t'other. Enter DIOMED, TROILUS following. Tro. Fly not; fory shonld'st thou take the river I would swim after.. Dio. Thou dost miscall retire :/ Ther. Hold thy whore, Grecian! now for thy whore, Trojan! now the sleeve, now the sleeve! [Exeunt TROILUS and DIOMED, fighting. Enter HECTOR. Hect. What art thou, Greek? art thou for Hector's match? Art thou of blood, and honour? - Ther. No, no: -I am a rascal; a scurvy railing knave; a very filthy rogue. Hect. I do believe thee; live. [Exit. Ther. God-a-mercy, that thou wilt believe me; But a plague break thy neck, for frighting me! What's become of the wenching rogues? I think, they have swallow'd one another: I would laugh at that miracle. Yet, in a sort, lechery eats itself. I'll seek them. [Exit, Dio. Go, go, my servant, take thou Troilus' horse; Present the fair steed to my lady Cressid: Serv. I go my Lord. VOL. XIII. [Exit Servant. 16 Enter AGAMEMNON. T Agam. Renew, renew! The fierce Polydamus Hath beat down Menon bastard Margarelon Hath Doreus prisoner; I And stands colossus-wise, waving his beam, Enter NESTOR. Nest. Go bear Patroclus' body to Achilles And bid the snail-pac'd Ajax arm for shame. There is a thousand Hectors in the field: Now here he fights on Galathe his horse, And there lacks work; anon, he's there afoot, And there they fly, or die, like scaled sculls Before the belching whale, then is he yonder, And there the strawy Greeks, ripe for his edge, Fall down before him, like the mower's swath: A Here, there, and every where, he leaves, and takes; Dexterity so obeying appetite, That what he will, he does; and does so much, That proof is called impossibility. Mask Enter ULYSSES. Ulyss. O, courage, courage, Princes! great Achilles Is arming, weeping, cursing, vowing vengeance : |