As amply titled as Achilles is, By going to Achilles: That were to enlard his fat already pride; This lord go to him! Jupiter forbid; And say in thunder-Achilles, go to him. Nest. O, this is well; he rubs the vein of him. [Aside. Dio. And how his silence drinks up this applause! [Aside. Ajax. If I go to him, with my arm'd fist I'll pasht him Over the face. Agam. O, no, you shall not go. [pride. Ajax. An he be proud with me, I'll pheeze‡ his Let me go to him. Ulyss. Not for the worth that hangs upon our quarrel. Ajax. A paltry, insolent fellow, Nest. Himself! Ajax. How he describes [Aside. The raven [Aside. I will let his humours blood. Agam. He'll be physician, that should be the patient. [Aside. Wit would be out of fashion. [Aside. Ajax. He should not bear it so, He should eat swords first: Shall pride carry it? [Aside. *The sign in the Zodiac into which the sun enters June 21. "And Cancer reddens with the solar blaze." Ulyss. He'd have ten shares. [Aside. Ajax. I'll knead him, I will make him supple:Nest. He's not yet thorough warm: force* him with praises: Pour in, pour in; his ambition is dry. [Aside. Ulyss. My lord, you feed too much on this dislike. [To AGAMEMNON. Nest. O noble general, do not do so. Dio. You must prepare to fight without Achilles. harm. Here is a man-But 'tis before his face; I will be silent. Nest. Wherefore should you so? He is not emulous,† as Achilles is. Ulyss. Know the whole world, he is as valiant. Ajax. A whoreson dog, that shall palter‡ thus with us! Ay, or surly borne? Dio. Or covetous of praise? Ulyss. Dio. Or strange, or self-affected? Ulyss. Thank the heavens, lord, thou art of sweet composure; Praise him that got thee, she that gave thee suck: Fam❜d be thy tutor, and thy parts of nature Thrice fam❜d beyond all erudition: But he that disciplin'd thy arms to fight, To sinewy Ajax. I will not praise thy wisdom † Envious. * Stuff. + Trifle. § Titles He must, he is, he cannot but be wise;- Ajax. Nest. Ay, my good son. Dio. Shall I call you father? Be rul'd by him, lord Ajax. Ulyss. There is no tarrying here; the hart Achilles Keeps thicket. Please it our great general To call together all his state of war; Fresh kings are come to Troy; To-morrow, We must with all our main of power stand fast: And here's a lord,-come knights from east to west, And cull their flower, Ajax shall cope the best. Agam. Go we to council. Let Achilles sleep; Light boats sail swift, though greater hulks draw deep. ACT III. AN EXPECTING LOVER. No, Pandarus, I stalk about her door, Propos'd for the deserver! O gentle Pandarus, I am giddy; expectation whirls me round. That enchants my sense: What will it be, 1 As doth a battle, when they charge on heaps # Even such a passion doth embrace my bosom. The CONSTANCY IN LOVE PROTESTED. Tro. True swains in love shall, in the world to come, Approve their truths by Troilus: when their rhymes, As truth's authentic author to be cited, As true as Troilus shall crown upt the verse, Cres. Prophet may you be! When waterdrops have worn the stones of Troy, And mighty states characterless are grated To dusty nothing; yet let memory, From false to false, among false maids in love, As air, as water, wind, or sandy earth, Tea, let them say, to stick the heart of falsehood, PRIDE CURES PRIDE. Pride hath no other glass. To show itself, but pride; for supple knees GREATNESS CONTEMPTIBLE WHEN ON THE DECLINE. 'Tis certain, greatness, once fallen out with for Must fall out with men too: What the declin'd is, Hath any honour; but honour for those honours Which when they fall, as being slippery standers, Do one pluck down another, and together Die in the fall. HONOUR MUST BE ACTIVE TO PRESERVE ITS Time hath, my lord, a wallet at his back, Wherein he puts alms for oblivion, A great-sized monster of ingratitudes: Those 'scraps are good deeds past: which are de vour'd As fast as they are made, forgot as soon As done: Preservance, dear my lord, Keeps honour bright: To have done, is to hang In monumental mockery. Take the instant way, Where one but goes abreast: keep then the path; That one by one pursue: If you give way, Or, like a gallant horse fallen in first rank, Lie there for pavement to the abject rear, [present That slightly shakes his parting guest by the hand, |