Patroclus ta'en or flain, and Palamedes e Sore hurt and bruis'd; the dreadful Sagittary Enter Neftor. Neft. Go bear Patroclus body to Achilles, That what he will, he does; and does so much, Enter Ulyffes. Ulys. Oh, courage, courage, princes; great Achilles That nofeless, handlefs, hackt and chipt, come to him, And foams at mouth, and he is arm'd, and at it, Engaging and redeeming of himself, With fuch a careless force, and forceless care, Bad him win all. e Toucer. SCENE SCENE XII. Enter Ajax. Ajax. Troilus, thou coward Troilus. Dio. Ay, there, there. Neft. So, fo, we draw together. Enter Achilles. Achil. Where is this Hector? . Come, come, thou boy-killer, fhew me thy face: Hector, where's Hector? I will none but Hector. [Exit. [Exeunt. (Exit. Re-enter Ajax. Ajax. Troilus, thou coward Troilus, fhew thy head. Re-enter Diomede. Dio. Troilus, I fay, where's Troilus? Ajax. What wouldst thou? Dio. I would correct him. Ajax. Were I the general, thou should'st have my office, Ere that correction: Troilus, I fay, what Troilus? Enter Troilus. Troi. Oh traitor Diomede! turn thy false face, thou traitor, And pay thy life, thou owest me for my horse. Dio. Ha, art thou there? Ajax. I'll fight with him alone: ftand Diomede. Dio. He is my prize, I will not look upon. Troi. Come both you cogging Greeks, have at you both. Enter Hector. [Exeunt fighting. Hect. Yea, Troilus? O well fought! my youngest brother. Enter Achilles. Achil. Now do I fee thee; have at thee, Hector. Hect. Paufe, if thou wilt. P 2 [Fight. Achil Achil. I do difdain thy courtefie, proud Trojan. Hect. Fare thee well; I would have been much more a fresher man, Troi. Ajax hath ta'en Æneas; shall it be? Enter one in 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, beaft, abide ? Why then fly on, I'll hunt thee for thy hide. : Enter Achilles with Myrmidons. Achil. Come here about me, you my Myrmidons. Mark what I say, attend me where I wheel; [Exit. [Exit. [Exeunt. + Or, care not. SCENE C now Ther. The cuckold, and the cuckold-maker are at it: bull, now dog; 'loo, Paris, 'loo; now my double-hen'd fparrow; 'loo, Paris, 'loo; the bull has the game: 'ware horns, ho. [Ex. Paris and Menelaus. Enter Baftard. Baft. Turn, flave, and fight. Ther. What art thou? Baft. A baftard fon of Priam's. Ther. I am a bastard too, I love bastards. I am a baftard begot, baftard inftructed, bastard in mind, bastard 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 son of a whore fight for a whore, he tempts judgment: farewel baftard. Baft. The devil take thee coward. SCENE XIV. Enter Hector. Hect. Moft putrified core! fo fair without: [Exeunt. [They fall upon Hector and kill him. 8 Spartan in the old edition. 7 Helt. Hect. I am unarm'd, forego this vantage, Greek. Myr. The Trojan trumpets found the like, my lord. Along the field I will the Trojan trail. * [Sound retreat. [Exeunt. [Exeunt. Shout. Enter Agamemnon, Ajax, Menelaus, Neftor, Diomede, Aga. Hark, hark, what fhout is that? Neft. Peace, drums. Sol. Achilles! Achilles! Hector's flain! Achilles! Great Hector was as good a man as he. Aga. March patiently along; let one be sent To pray Achilles fee us at our tent. If in his death the gods have us befriended, Great Troy is ours, and our fharp wars are ended. [Exeunt. Enter Æneas, Paris, Antenor and Deiphobus. Ene. Stand ho, yet are we masters of the field, Never go home, here ftarve we out the night. * the armies feparate; My half-fupt fword, that frankly would have fed, 1 Enter |