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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: 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 call'd impossibility.

Enter Ulysses.
Ulys. O, courage, courage, princes! great Achilles
Is arming, weeping, cursing, vowing vengeance :
Patroclus' wounds have rous'd his drowsy blood,
Together with his mangled Myrmidons,
That noseless, handless, hack'd and chipp’d, come

to bim,
Crying on Hector. Ajax hath lost a friend,
And foams at mouth, and he is arm’d, and at it,
Roaring for Troilus ; who hath done to-day
Mad and fantastick execution ;
Engaging and redeeming of himself,
With such a careless force, and forceless care,
As if that luck, in very spite of cunning,
Bade him win all.

Enter Ajax.
Ajax. Troilus ! thou coward Troilus ! [Exit.
Dio.

Ay, there, there. Nest. So, so, we draw' together.

Enter Achilles.
Achil.

Where is this Hector ? * Shoal of fish.

Come, come, thou boy-queller*, show thy face;
Know what it is to meet Achilles angry.
Hector ! where's Hector ? I will none but Hector.

[Exeunt.

SCENE VI.

Another part of the field.

Enter Ajax, Ajax. Troilus, thou coward Troilus, show thy head !

Enter Diomedes.
Dio. Troilus, I say ! where's Troilus?
Ajax.

What would'st thou ?
Dio. I would correct him.
Ajax. Were I the general, thou should'st have

my office,

Ere that correction:-Troilus, I say! what, Troilus!

Enter Troilus.
Tro. O traitor Diomed !--turn thy false face, thou

traitor,
And pay thy life thou ow'st me for my horse !

Dio. Ha! art thou there?
Ajax. I'll fight with him alone : stand, Diomed.
Dio. He is my prize, I will not look upont.
Tro. Come both, you cogging I Greeks; have at

(Exeunt, fighting
Enter Hector.
Hect. Yea, Troilus ? 0, well fought, my youngest

brother!

you both.

Enter Achilles.
Achil. Now do I see thee : Ha ! -Have at thee,

Hector.
* Killer.

+ Not be a looker-on. * Lying.

Hect. Pause, if thou wilt.

Achil. I do disdain thy courtesy, proud Trojan.
Be happy, that my arms are out of use :
My rest and negligence befriend thee now,
But thou anon shalt hear of me again ;
Till when, go seek thy fortune.

Erit. Hect.

Fare thee wellI would have been much more a fresher man, Had I expected thee.-How now, my brother?

Re-enter Troilus. Tro. Ajax hath ta’en Æneas; shall it be? No, by the flame of yonder glorious heaven, He shall not carry* him ; I'll be taken too, Or bring him off :-Fate, hear me what I say ! I reck † not though I end my life to-day. [Exit.

Enter one in sumptuous armour. Hect. Stand, stand, thou Greek; thou art a

goodly mark. No ? wilt thou not !- I like thy armour well ; I'll frush | it, and unlock the rivets all, But I'll be master of it :-Wilt thou not, beast,

abide ? Why then, fly on, I'll hunt thee for thy hide.

[Exeunt.

SCENE VII.

The same.

Enter Achilles, with Myrmidons. Achil. Come here about me, you my Myrmidons ; Mark what I say.-- Attend me where I wheel : Strike not a stroke, but keep yourselves in breath; And when I have the bloody Hector found, Empale him with your weapons round about ; In fellest manner execute your arms. Follow me, sirs, and my proceedings eye : It is decreed-Hector the great must die. (Exeunt. * Prevail orer.

Burst. f Employ.

+ Care.

SCENE VIII.

The same.

Enter Menelaus and Paris, fighting : then Ther

sites.

Ther. The cuckold and the cuckold-maker are at it: Now, bull! now, dog! 'Loo, Paris, 'loo ! now my double-henned sparrow ! 'loo, Paris, 'loo ! The bull has the game :-'ware horns, ho !

[Exeunt Paris and Menelaus.

Enter Margarelon.
Mar. Turn, slave, and fight.
Ther. What art thou ?
Mar. A bastard son of Priam's.

Ther. I am a bastard too; I love bastards : I am a bastard begot, bastard instructed, bastard in mind, bastard in valour, in every thing illegitimate. One bear will not bite another, and wherefore should one bastard ? Take heed, the quarrel's most ominous to us: if the son of a whore fight for a whore, he tempts judgment: Farewell, bastard.

Mar. The devil take thee, coward ! [Exeunt.

SCENE IX.

Another part of the field.

Enter Hector.

Hect. Most putrified core, so fair without, Thy goodly armour thus hath cost thy life. Now is my day's work done; I'll take good breath : Rest, sword; thou hast thy fill of blood and death!

[Puts off his helmet, and hangs his shield Enter Achilles and Myrmidons. Achil. Look, Hector, how the sun begins to set ; How ugly night comes breathing at his heels : Even with the veil and dark’ning of the sun, To close the day up, Hector's life is done.

behind him.

Hect. I am unarm’d; forego this vantage*, Greek. Achil. Strike, fellows, strike; this is the man I seek.

(Hector falls. So, Ilion, fall thou next ! now, Troy, sink down; Here lies thy heart, thy sinews, and thy bone.On, Myrmidons; and cry you all amain.” Achilles hath the mighty Hector slain,

[A retreat sounded. Hark! a retreat upon our Grecian part. Myr. The Trojan trumpets sound the like, my

lord. Achil. The dragon wing of night o'erspreads the

earth, And, stickler like, the armies separates. My half-supp'd sword, that frankly I would have fed, Pleas'd with this dainty bit, thus goes to bed.

(Sheaths his sword. Come, tie his body to my horse's tail ; Along the field I will the Trojan trail. [Exeunt.

SCENE X.

The same.

Enter Agamemnon, Ajax, Menelaus, Nestor, Dio

medes, and others, marching. Shouts within. Agam. Hark! hark ! what shout is that? Nest.

Peace, drums. [Within.]

Achilles ! Achilles ! Hector's slain ! Achilles !

Dio. The bruit şis-Hector's slain, and by Achilles. * Take not this advantage. † An arbitrator at atbletick games. Fattening.

§ Noise, rumour.

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