and a proper man of person: When comes Troi lus? I'll show you Troilus anon; if he see me, you shall see him nod at me. Cres. Will he give you the nod1? Pan. You shall see. Cres. If he do, the rich shall have more. HECTOR passes over. Pan. That's Hector, that, that, look you, that ; There's a fellow!-Go thy way, Hector;-There's a brave man, niece. O brave Hector! Look, how he looks! there's a countenance: Is't not a brave man? - Cres. O, a brave man! Pan. Is 'a not? It does a man's heart good Look you what hacks are on his helmet? look you yonder, do you see? look you there! There's no jesting there's laying on; take't off who will, as they say there be hacks! Cres. Be those with swords? PARIS passes over. Pan. Swords? any thing, he cares not: an the devil come to him, it's all one: - Yonder comes Paris, yonder comes Paris: look ye yonder, niece; Is't not a gallant man, too, is't not?-Why, this is brave now. Who said, he came hurt home to-day? he's not hurt: why this will do Helen's heart good now. Ha! 'would I could see Troilus now!-you shall see Troilus anon. is: Cres. Who's that? HELENUS passes over. Pan. That's Helenus, I marvel, where Troilus That's Helenus; I think he went not forth to-day: That's Helenus. 1 A term in the game at cards called Noddy. Cres. Can Helenus fight, uncle? Pan. Helenus? no ;-yes, he'll fight indifferent well: I marvel, where Troilus is!— Hark; do you not hear the people cry, Troilus? is a priest. Helenus Cres. What sneaking fellow comes yonder? Pan. Where? yonder? that's Deiphobus: 'Tis Troilus! there's a man, niece! Troilus! the prince of chivalry! Hem ! Brave Pan. Mark him; note him; O brave Troilus! - look well upon him, niece; look you, how his sword is bloodied, and his helm more hack'd than Hector's; And how he looks, and how he goes! O admirable youth! he ne'er saw three and twenty. Go thy way, Troilus, go thy way; had I a sister were a grace, or a daughter a goddess, he should take his choice. O admirable man! Paris? - Paris is dirt to him; and, I warrant, Helen, to change, would give an eye to boot. Forces pass over the stage. Cres. Here come more. Pan. Asses, fools, dolts! chaff and bran, chaff and bran! porridge after meat ! I could live and die i'the eyes of Troilus. Ne'er look, ne'er look; the eagles are gone; crows and daws, crows and daws! I had rather be such a man as Troilus, than Agamemnon and all Greece. Cres. There is among the Greeks, Achilles; a better man than Troilus. Pan. Achilles? a drayman, a porter, a very camel. Cres. Well, well. Pan. Well, well? Why, have you any discretion? have you any eyes? Do you know what a man is? Is not birth, beauty, good shape, discourse, manhood, learning, gentleness, virtue, youth, liberality, and such like, the spice and salt that season a man? Cres. Ay, a minced man: and then to be baked with no date in the pye, -for then the man's date is out. Enter TROILUS' Boy. Boy. Sir, my lord would instantly speak with you. Pan. Where? Boy. At your own house; there he unarms him. Pan. Good boy, tell him I come: [Exit Boy.] I doubt he be hurt. Fare ye well, good niece. Cres. Adieu, uncle. Pan. I'll be with you, niece, by and by. Cres. To bring, uncle, Pan. Ay, a token from Troilus. Cres. By the same token -you are a pimp. Words, vows, griefs, tears, and love's full sacrifice, He offers in another's enterprize: But more in Troilus thousand fold I see Than in the glass of Pandar's praise may be: : Men prize the thing ungain'd more than it is Dates were an ingredient in ancient pastry of almost every kind. SCENE III. The Grecian Camp. Before Agamemnon's Tent. Trumpets. Enter AGAMEMNON, NESTOR, Agam. Princes, What grief hath set the jaundice on your cheeks? The ample proposition, that hope makes In all designs begun on earth below, Fails in the promis'd largeness: checks and disasters That, after seven years' siege, yet Troy walls stand; That gav't surmised shape. Why then, you princes, But the protractive trials of great Jove, The fineness of which metal is not found : In fortune's love for then, the bold and coward, The hard and soft, seem all affin'd' and kin: 3 Twisted and rambling. Joined by affinity. + Since. Puffing at all, winnows the light away; And what hath mass, or matter, by itself Nest. With due observance of thy godlike seat, Great Agamemnon, Nestor shall apply Thy latest words. In the reproof of chance But let the ruffian Boreas once enrage The strong-ribb'd bark through liquid mountains cut, Co-rival'd greatness? either to harbour fled, Even so Doth valour's show, and valour's worth, divide, And flies fled under shade, Why, then, the thing of courage, As rous'd with rage, with rage doth sympathize, Ulyss. Agamemnon, Thou great commander, nerve and bone of Greece, The which, most mighty for thy place and sway, [To AGAMEMNON. 6 The daughter of Neptune. |