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 execute3 your arms. Follow me, sirs, and my proceedings eye : It is decreed-Hector the great must die. SCENE VIII. The same. [Exeunt. Enter MENELAUS and PARIS, fighting: then THERSITES. 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. 3 Employ. 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 behind him. Enter ACHILLES and Myrmidons. Achil. Look, Hector, how the sun begins to set; How ugly night comes breathing at his heels: Even with the vail and dark'ning of the sun, To close the day up, Hector's life is done. Hect. I am unarm'd; forego this vantage, 4 Greek. Achil. Strike, fellows, strike; this is the man I seek. [HECTOR falls. So, Ilion, fall thou next! now, Troy, sink down; 4 Take not this advantage. 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. 6 My half-supp'd sword, that frankly 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. SCENE X. The same. [Exeunt. Enter AGAMEMNON, AJAX, MENELAUS, NESTOR, DIOMEDES, and Others, marching. Shouts within. Agam. Hark! hark! what shout is that? Nest. [Within.] Peace, drums. Achilles ! Achilles! Hector's slain! Achilles! Dio. The bruit is-Hector's slain, and by Achilles. Ajax. If it be so, yet bragless let it be; Great Hector was as good a man as he. To Agam. March patiently along :-Let one be sent pray Achilles see us at our tent. If in his death the gods have us befriended, Great Troy is ours, and our sharp wars are ended. [Exeunt, marching. 5 An arbitrator at athletick games. 7 Noise, rumour. Fattening. SCENE XI. Another part of the Field. Enter ENEAS and Trojans. Ene. Stand, ho! yet are we masters of the field: Never go home; here starve we out the night. Enter TROILUS. Tro. Hector is slain. All. Hector? The gods forbid! Ene. My lord, you do discomfort all the host. 8 Let him, that will a screech-owl aye be call'd, Scare Troy out of itself. 8 Ever. Stay yet;-You vile abominable tents, Thus proudly pight9 upon our Phrygian plains, I'll through and through you !-And thou, great-siz'd coward! No space of earth shall sunder our two hates; [Exeunt ENEAS and Trojans. AS TROILUS is going out, enter from the other side, PANDARUS. Pan. But hear you, hear you! Tro. Hence, broker lackey! ignomy' and shame Pursue thy life, and live aye2 with thy name! [Exit TROILUS. Pan. A goodly med'cine for my aching bones!O world! world! world! thus is the poor agent despised! O traitors and bawds, how earnestly are you set a' work, and how ill requited! Why should our endeavour be so loved, and the performance so loathed? what verse for it? what instance for it?Let me see: Full merrily the humble-bee doth sing, 9 Pitched, fixed. Ignominy. 2 Ever. ་ |