Enter Diomed, and a Servant.

Dio. Go, go, my fervant, take thou Troilus' horfe; Present the fair fteed to my lady Creffid:

Fellow, commend my service to her beauty;
Tell her, I have chaftis'd the amorous Trojan,
And am her knight by proof.

Serv. I go, my lord.

Enter Agamemnon.

Aga. Renew, renew! The fierce Polydamas
Hath beat down Menon: baftard Margarelon
Hath Doreus prifoner;

And ftands coloffus-wife, waving his beam,
Upon the pashed corfes of the kings
Epiftrophus and Cedius: Polixenes is flain;
Amphimachus, and Thoas, deadly hurt;
Patroclus ta'en, or flain; and Palamedes
Sore hurt and bruis'd: the dreadful Sagittary
Appals our numbers; hafte we, Diomed,
To reinforcement, or we perifh all.

Enter Neftor.

Neft. Go, bear Patroclus' body to Achilles; And bid the fnail-pac'd Ajax arm for shame.There is a thousand Hectors in the field:

• baftard Margarelon]-This base born son of Priam, &c. are mentioned in "The Three Deftructions of Troy,"

bis beam]-his fpear like one.

pafbed]-fmitten. Sagittary]-An animal half man half horse, armed with a bow and quiver,

Now

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 fculls
Before the belching whale; then is he yonder,
And there the ftrawy Greeks, ripe for his edge,
Fall down before him, like the mower's (wath :
Here, there, and every where, he leaves, and takes;
Dexterity fo obeying appetite,

That what he wills, he does; and does so much,
That proof is call'd impoffibility.

Enter Ulyffes.

Ulyff. O, courage, courage, princes! great Achilles Is arming, weeping, curfing, vowing vengeance: Patroclus' wounds have rouz'd his drowsy blood, Together with his mangled Myrmidons,

That nofelefs, handlefs, hack'd and chip'd, come to him,

Crying on Hector. Ajax hath loft a friend,

And foams at mouth, and he is arm'd, and at it,

Roaring for Troilus; who hath done to-day
Mad and fantastic execution;

Engaging and redeeming of himself,

With fuch a careless force, and forcelefs care,

As if that luck, in very spite of cunning,

fealed feulls]-a fhoal of herrings.

"Arawy]-refembling ftraw-fraying-fcattered.

Myrmidons] The foldiers of Achilles.

Enter

Enter Achilles.

Achil. Where is this Hector?

Come, come, thou boy-' queller, fhew thy face;
Know what it is to meet Achilles angry.

Hector! where's Hector? I will none but Hector.

[Exit.

SCENE VI.

Another Part of the Field.
Re-enter Ajax.

Ajax. Troilus, thou coward Troilus, fhew thy head!

Enter Diomed.

Dio. Troilus, I fay! where's Troilus?

Ajax. What wouldft thou?

Dio. I would correct him.

Ajax. Were I the general, thou shouldst have my office, Ere that correction:-Troilus, I fay! what, Troilus !

Enter Troilus.

Troi. O traitor Diomed!-turn thy falfe face, thou traitor,

And pay the life thou ow'ft me for my horfe!

Dio. Ha! art thou there!

Ajax. I'll fight with him alone; ftand, Diomed.

Dio. He is my prize, I will not look upon.

2

Troi. Come both, you cogging Greeks; have at you

both.

Enter Hector.

[Exeunt, fighting.

Helt. Yea, Troilus? O, well fought, my youngest

brother!

" queller]-killer.

2 cogging]-falfe, deceitful.

Enter

Enter Achilles.

Achil. Now do I fee thee: Ha!-Have at thee, Hector.

Het. Paufe, if thou wilt.

Achil. I do difdain thy courtesy, proud Trojan.
Be happy, that my arms are out of ufe:
My reft and negligence befriend thee now,
But thou anon fhalt hear of me again;
'Till when, go feek thy fortune.

Helt. Fare thee well:

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

Troi. Ajax hath ta'en Æneas; Shall it be?
No, by the flame of yonder glorious heaven,
He fhall 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.

Enter one in armour.

[Fight.

[Exit.

Heat. 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, beaft, abide?

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

[Exit.

Achil. Come here about me, you my Myrmidons; Mark what I fay,- Attend me where I wheel:

* 1 reck not]-Icare not. F'll frub it,]-break, or tear it to pieces.

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 felleft manner execute your arms.
Follow me, firs, and my proceedings eye:-
It is decreed-Hector the great muft die.

[Exeunt.

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

[Exeunt Paris and Menelaus.

Enter Margarelon.

Mar. Turn, flave, and fight.

Ther. What art thou?

Mar. A baftard fon of Priam's.

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

Mar. The devil take thee, coward!

Empale]-Encircle.

[Exeunt.

* execute your arms.]-ufe, employ them-your aims-purposes, what I have now given you in charge.

double ben'd]-whofe hen, Helen, belonged to two.

SCENE