Tro. Let Paris bleed: 't is but a scar to scorn. Paris is gored with Menelaus' horn. [Alarum. Ene. Hark! what good sport is out of town to-day! everything so out of joint, that he is a gouty Briareus, many hands and no use; or purblind Argus, all eyes and no sight. Cres. But how should this man, that makes me Tro. Better at home, if "would I might" were smile, make Hector angry? Alex. They say, he yesterday coped Hector in are you bound thither? the battle, and struck him down; the disdain and shame whereof hath ever since kept Hector fast Ene. In all swift haste. [Exeunt. ing and waking. Cres. So do all men: unless they are drunk, of the two. sick, or have no legs. Alex. This man, lady, hath robbed many beasts of their particular additions; he is as valiant as the lion, churlish as the bear, slow as the elephant; a man into whom nature hath so crowded humors, that his valor is crushed into folly, his folly sauced with discretion: there is no man hath a virtue that he hath not a glimpse of; nor any man an attaint but he carries some stain of it. He is melancholy without cause, and merry against the hair he hath the joints of everything; but Cres. O, Jupiter! there's no comparison. Cres. Ay; if ever I saw him before, and knew him. Pan. Well, I say, Troilus is Troilus. Cres. Then you say as I say; for I am sure he is not Hector. Pan. No, nor Hector is not Troilus, in some degrees. Cres. 'T is just to each of them; he is himself. Pan. Himself? Alas, poor Troilus! I would within three pound, lift as much as his brother Hector. he were, Cres. So he is. Cres. Is he so young a man, and so old a lifter? Pan. But, to prove to you that Helen loves him ; — she came, and puts me her white hand to his cloven chin, Cres. He shall not need it, if he have his own. prove it so. Pan. Nor his qualities. Cres. No matter. Pan. Nor his beauty. Pan. Troilus? Why, he esteems her no more than I esteem an addle egg. Cres. If you love an addle egg as well as you Cres. 'T would not become him; his own's love an idle head, you would eat chickens i' the better. Pan. You have no judgment, niece: Helen herself swore the other day, that Troilus, for a brown favor (for so 't is, I must confess)- not brown neither. Cres. No, but brown. Pan. 'Faith, to say truth, brown and not brown. : Cres. Then Troilus should have too much if she praised him above, his complexion is higher than his; he having color enough, and the other higher, is too flaming a praise for a good complexion. I had as lief Helen's golden tongue had commended Troilus for a copper nose. shell. Pan. I swear to you, I think Helen loves him on Troilus' chin. better than Paris. and know he has not past three or four hairs you on his chin. Cres. An't had been a green hair, I should have laughed too. Pan. They laughed not so much at the hair, as at his pretty answer. Cres. What was his answer? Pan. Quoth she, "Here 's but one-and-fifty Cres. Indeed, a tapster's arithmetic may soon hairs on your chin, and one of them is white." bring his particulars therein to a total. Pan. Why, he is very young: and yet will he, Cres. This is her question. Pan. That's true; make no question of that. "One-and-fifty hairs," quoth he, " and one white: that white hair is my father, and all the rest are his sons." "Jupiter!" quoth she, "which of these hairs is Paris my husband?" "The forked one," quoth he; "pluck it out, and give it him." But there was such laughing! and Helen so blushed, and Paris so chafed, and all the rest so laughed, that it passed. Pan. Is 'a not? It does a man's heart goodLook you what hacks are on his helmet! look you yonder, do you see? look you there! There's no Cres. So let it now; for it has been a great jesting: there's laying on: take 't off who will, Cres. And I'll spring up in his tears an 't were does one's heart good - Yonder comes Paris, yona nettle against May der 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. [A retreat sounded. Pan. Hark, they are coming from the field. Shall we stand up here, and see them, as they pass towards Ilium? Good niece, do; sweet niece Cressida. Cres. At your pleasure. Pan. Here, here, here's an excellent place; here we may see most bravely. I'll tell you them all by their names, as they pass by; but mark Troilus above the rest. ENEAS passes over the Stage. Cres. Speak not so loud. Pan. That's Encas: is not that a brave man? he's one of the flowers of Troy, I can tell you. But mark Troilus; you shall see anon. Cres. Who's that? ANTENOR passes over. Pan. That's Antenor; he has a shrewd wit, I can tell you; and he's a man good enough: he's one o' the soundest judgments in Troy, whosoever, and a proper man of person. When comes Troilus? I'll shew you Troilus anon; if he see me, you shall see him nod at me. Cres. Will he give you the nod? Cres. If he do, the rich shall have more. HECTOR passes over. Pan. Where? yonder? that 's Deiphobus: 'T is Troilus! there's a man, niece! - Hem!Brave Troilus! the prince of chivalry. Cres. Peace, for shame, peace! Pan. Mark him; note him: O brave Troilus! Look well upon him, niece; look you how his sword is bloodied, and his helm more hacked than Hector's! And how he looks, and how he goes! O admirable youth! he ne'er saw three-andtwenty. Go thy way, Troilus, go thy way; had I a sister were a grace, or a daughter a goddess, Pan. That's Hector; that, that; look you, 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. I'll be with you, niece, by-and-by. Pan. Ay, a token from Troilus. rifice, Pan. Asses, fools, dolts! chaff and bran, chaff Words, vows, griefs, tears, and love's full sacand 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. He offers in another's enterprise : Cres. There is among the Greeks, Achilles; a Things won are done, joy's soul lies in the doing: better man than Troilus. Pan. You are such a woman! one knows not at what ward you lie. Cres. Upon my back, to defend my belly; upon my wit, to defend my wiles; upon my secrecy, to defend mine honesty; my mask, to defend my beauty; and you, to defend all these; and at all these wards I lie, at a thousand watches. Pan. Say one of your watches. Cres. Nay, I'll watch you for that; and that's one of the chiefest of them too: if I cannot ward what I would not have hit, I can watch you for telling how I took the blow; unless it swell past hiding, and then it is past watching. Pan. You are such another! Enter TROILUS' Boy. That she, beloved, knows nought, that knows not What grief hath set the jaundice on your cheeks? asters Grow in the veins of actions highest reared; Boy. Sir, my lord would instantly speak with That we come short of our suppose so far, 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. That, after seven years' siege, yet Troy walls stand; Sith every action, that hath gone before, That gave 't surmiséd shape. Why then, you Besides the applause and approbation princes, you with cheeks abashed behold our wrecks; The which -most mighty for thy place and sway— Do [To AGAMEMNON. And think them shames, which are, indeed, nought And thou most reverend for thy stretched-out life else But the protractive trials of great Jove, To find persistive constancy in men? The fineness of which metal is not found In fortune's love for then, the bold and coward, Nes. With due observance of thy godlike seat, With those of nobler bulk? But let the ruffian Boreas once enrage The gentle Thetis, and, anon, behold [To NESTOR. I give to both your speeches — which were such As Agamemnon and the hand of Greece Should hold up high in brass; and such, again, As venerable Nestor, hatched in silver, Should with a bond of air (strong as the axletree On which heaven rides) knit all the Greekish ears To his experienced tongue;-yet let it please both. --- Thou great-and wise to hear Ulysses speak. Agam. Speak, Prince of Ithaca; and be 't of less expect That matter needless, of importless burden, Ulys. Troy, yet upon his basis, had been down, And the great Hector's sword had lacked a master, But for these instances: The specialty of rule hath been neglected: The strong-ribbed bark through liquid mountains Hollow upon this plain, so many hollow factions. cut, Bounding between the two moist elements, ness, The herd hath more annoyance by the brize Than by the tiger: but when the splitting wind Makes flexible the knees of knotted oaks, When that the general is not like the hive, Observe degree, priority, and place, And flies fled under shade, why then the thing Corrects the ill aspects of planets evil, |