Another Part of the Plains. |
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Enter DIOMEDES and a Servant. |
| Dio. Go, go, my servant, take thou Troilus' horse; |
| Present the fair steed to my Lady Cressid: |
| Fellow, commend my service to her beauty: |
| Tell her I have chastis'd the amorous Trojan, |
| And am her knight by proof. |
| Serv. I go, my lord. [Exit. |
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Enter AGAMEMNON. |
| Agam. Renew, renew! The fierce Polydamas |
| Hath beat down Menon; bastard Margarelon |
| Hath Doreus prisoner, |
| And stands colossus-wise, waving his beam, |
| Upon the pashed corses of the kings |
| Epistrophus and Cedius; Polixenes is slain; |
| Amphimachus, and Thoas, deadly hurt; |
| Patroclus ta'en, or slain; and Palamedes |
| Sore hurt and bruis'd; the dreadful Sagittary |
| Appals our numbers: haste we, Diomed, |
| To reinforcement, or we perish all. |
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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 everywhere, he leaves and takes, |
| Dexterity so obeying appetite |
| That what he will he does; and does so much |
| That proof is called impossibility. |
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Enter ULYSSES. |
| Ulyss. 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 him, |
| 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 fantastic 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. |
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Enter AJAX. |
| Ajax. Troilus! thou coward Troilus! [Exit. |
| Dio. Ay, there, there. |
| Nest. So, so, we draw together. |
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Enter ACHILLES. |
| Achil. Where is this Hector? |
| 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. |
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