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. By him one step below: he, by the next; In such a reins, in full as proud a place 3.1.5. That next, by him beneath: so every step, As broad Achilles; keeps his tene like him; Exampled by the first pace that is fick
Makes factious feasts; rails on our rate of war, Of his superior, grows to an envious fever
Bold as an oracle: and sets Therfites
5 (A flave, whose gall coins Nanders like a mint)
Nij. Most wisely hath Ulyffes tere discover'd Ul;They tax our policy, and call it cowardice;
Agam. The nature of the fickness found, Ulyfies, Forestall pre-science, and esteem no act
But that of hand : the itill and mental parts.com
1 Grows dainty of his worth, and in his tent
of their observant toil, the enemies' weight Lies mocking our designs : With him, Patroclus, Why, this hath not a finger's dignity; Upon a lazy bed, the livelong day
They call this bed-work, inappery, closet war: Breaks fcurril jefts;
So that the ram, that batters down the wall,
They place before his hand that made the engine;
By rcalon guide his execution.
Nefi. Let this be granted, and Achilles' horse
Ayam. What trumpet ? look, Menelaus.
Æne. Fair leave, and large security. How may
A stranger to those most imperial looks
Æne. I ask, that I might waken reverence,
Modeft as morning when the
Which is the high and mighty Agamemnon?
Æne. Courtiers as free, as debonair, unarmid,
But when they would seem soldiers, they have
Good arms, strong joints, true swords; and, Jove's
Nothing so full of heart. But peace, Æneas,
The worthiness of praise diftains his wortli,
But what the repining enemy commends,
That breath fame blows; that praise, role pure,
An emulation not vigorous and active, but maliguant and Nuggish. 2 Topless means fupreme,
4 All our good of grace exutt, means ous exurla
s 'Thas is, holds up his head as haughtily. Ws still day of a girl, fhe bridies.
TROLL I'S AND CRESSID A. s rewarew, clear prurjeli Emers:
W mit nur adinis, I prar you!"
i Sn 4***»; Os ser umnon's ears,
- sgts ak frankly is the wind;
That seeks bis praise
That thou talt know, Trojan, he is awake,
Shall make it good, or do his best to do it. 862 TROILIS
[Act 1. Scene 3. In fortune's love The wife and f
Asmor de la the world : His youth in flood,
this truth with my three drops of blood. The hard and But, in the w
. Now heavens forbid such scarcity of youth! Distinction,
Aga. Fair lord Æneas, let me touch your hand; Puffing at a
To our pavilion shall I lead you, fir. And what
Achilles shall have word of this intent; Lies, rich
so thall each lord of Greece, from tent to tent; Neft. V
Yourself shall feast with us before you go, Great A
10 And find the welcome of a noble foe. [Exeunt. Thy lat
Manent Ulyfjes and Neftor. Lies th
Neft. What says Ulysses ? Upor
Ulyf. I have a young conception in my brain, Wit
Be you my time to bring it to some shape. Bu'
Neft. What is 't? T!
Ulyf. This ’tis : T
Blunt wedges rive hard knots: The seeded pride J
Trumpets found. That hath to its maturity blown up
20 in rank Achilles, must or now be cropt,
Or, shedding, breed a nursery of like evil,
Neft. Well, and how?
Ulyff. This challenge that the gallant Hector sends, 25 However it is spread in general name,
Relates in purpose only to Achilles. [itance, more than he fears his peril; Neft. The purpose is perspicuous even as sub
Whole grofsness little characters sum up 3 :
And, in the publication, make no ftrain 4, 30
But that Achilles, were his brain as barren (With truant vows to her own lips he loves)
As banks of Libya,-though, Apollo knows,
Ay, with celerity, find Hector's purpose He hath a lady, wiser, fairer, truer,
35 Pointing on him. Than ever Greek did compass in his arms;
Ulyf. And wake him to the answer, think you? And will to-morrow with his trumpet call,
Neft. Yes, 'tis most meet : Whom may you Mid-way between your tents and walls of Troy,
else oppose, To rouse a Grecian that is true in love :
That can from Hector bring those honours off, If any come, Hector shall honour him; 40 If not Achilles ? Though 't be a sportful combat, If none, he'll say in Troy, when he retires, Yet in this trial much opinion dwells; The Grecian dames are sun-burn'd, and not worth For here the Trojans taste our dear'st repute The splinter of a lance. Even so much.
With their fin'st palate: And trust to me, Ulyles, Aga. This shall be told our lovers, lord Æneas; Our imputation shall be oddly pois’d If none of them have soul in such a kind, 45 In this wild action: for the success, We left them all at home: But we are soldiers; Although particular, shall give a scantling And may that soldier a mere recreant prove, Of good or bad unto the general; That means not, hath not, or is not in love ! And in such indexes, although small prickss If then one is, or hath, or means to be,
To their subsequent volumes, there is seen That one meets Hector; if none else, I am he. 50 The baby figure of the giant mass
Neft. Tell him of Nestor, one that was a man of things to come at large. It is supposid, When Hector's grandfire suck'd: he is old now; He, that meets Hector, issues from our choice : But, if there be not in our Grecian host
And choice, being mutual act of all our souls, One noble man that hath one spark of fire, Makes merit her election, and doth boil, To answer for his love, Tell him from me, 55 As 'twere from forth us all, a man diftillid I'll hide my filver beard in a gold beaver,
Out of our virtues; Who miscarrying, And in my vantbrace, put this wither'd brawn; What heart receives from hence a conquering part, And, meeting him, will tell him, That my lady To ftcel a strong opinion to themselves? Was fairer than his grandame, and as chaste Which entertain'd, limbs are in his instruments, Confeffion for profesin. 2 An armous for the arm, avantbras.
3 Substance is estate, the value of which is ascertained by the use of small characters, i, e. numerals. 4 i.e. make no difficulty, do doubt, when this duel comes to be proclaimed, but that Achilles, dull as he is, will discover the drift of it. 5 Small points copipared with the volumes,
In no less working, than are swords and bows In taint of our best man. No, make a lottery;
And, by device, let blockith Ajax draw
The fort' to fight with Hector : Among ourselves,
His crent, that prouder than blue Iris bends.
We'll dress him up in voices: If he fail,
That we have better men. But, hit or miss, Neft. I see them not with my old eyes; What Our project's life this shape of sense assumes, are they?
[tor, Ajax, employ'd, plucks down Achilles' plumes.
And I will give a taste of it forthwith
To Agamemnon: go we to him straight.
[Exeunt. E because
А с т ІІ.
S Ċ E N E I.
Ther. Thou art proclaim'd a fool, I think. The Grecian Camp.
Ajax. Do not, porcupine, do not; my fingers itch.
Ther. I would, thou didft itch from head to Enter Ajax, and Tberfires.
foot, and I had the scratching of thee; I would Ajax.
make thee the loathsomest (cab in Greece. When Tbar. Agamemnon-how if he had boils :
thou art forth in the incursions, thou strikest as full all over, generally?
now as another. Ajax. Thersites,
135 Ajax. I say, the proclamation, Tber. And those boils did run? Say fo, Tber. Thou grumbleft and railest every hour on did not the general run then? were not that a Achilles; and thou art as full of envy at his great. botchy core?
ness, as Cerberus is at Proferpina's beauty, ay that Ajax. Dog,
thou bark'st at him.
Ther. Thou should'At strike him.
Ther. He would pun 5 thee into thivers with his Tber. The plague of Greece upon thee, thou fint, as a failor breaks a bisket. mungrel beef-witted lord !
1451 Ajax. You whorefon cur!
[Beating him. Ajax. Speak then, thou unsalted leaven 3, speak : Ther. Do, do. I will beat thee into handsomeness.
Ajax, Thou stool for a witch! Tber, I shall sooner rail thee into wit and holi Ther. Ay, do, do; thou sodden-witted Iord ! ness: but, I think, thy horse will sooner con an thou hast no more brain than I have in my elbows; oration, than thou learn a prayer without book. 50an asinego? niay tutor thee : Thou scurvy valiant Thou canst strike, canst thou? a red murrain o ars! thou art here put to thraih Trojans; and thy jade's tricks !
thou art bought and fold among those of any wit, Ajax, Toads-stool, learn me the proclamation. like a Barbarian Nave. If thou use to beat me, I Ther. Doft thou think, I have no sense, thou will begin at thy heel and tell what thou art by strik'st me thus?
55 inches, thou thing of no bowels, thou ! Ajax. The proclamation,
Ajax. You dog!
word for pound
'i.e. the lot.
2 Tarre is an old English word, fignifying to provoke or urge on. Unfalted leaven, means four without salt ; metaphorically, malignity without wit. 4 A cruity uneven loaf is in some counties called by this name. 5 Pun is in the midland counties che vulgar and colloquial
In one way of trying a witch they used to place her on a chair or stool, with her legs tied across, that all the weight of her body might reit upon her seat; and by that means, after some time, the circulation of the blood would be much stopped, and her fitting would be as painful as the wooden horse.
? Asjinego seems to have been a cant term for a foolish fellow. Ajingo is Portuguese for a little ass.
you thus ?
Tber. You scurvy lord !
their toes, yoke you like, draft oxen, and make Ajax. You cur !
[Beating bim. you plough up the war. Tber. Mars his ideot! do, rudeness; do, camel; Achil. What, what? do, do.
Tber. Yes, good footh; To, Achilles ! to, Ajax! Enter Achilles, and Patrocluso Abil. Why, how now, Ajax? wherefore do Ajax. I shall cut out your tongue.
Tber. 'Tis no matter; I shall speak as much as How now, Therfites ? what's the matter, man? thou, afterwards. Tber. You see him there, do you?
Patr. No more words, Therfites; peace. Acbil. Ay; What's the matter?
Ther. I will hold my peace when Achilles' Ther. Nay, look upon him.
brach bids me', shall I? Acbil. So I do; What's the matter?
Acbil. There's for you, Patroclus. Ther. Nay, but regard him well.
Ther. I will see you hang'd, like clotpoles, ere Acbil. Well, why I do so.
I come any more to your tents; I will keep where Tber. But yet you look not well upon him : for, 15 there is wit stirring, and leave the fa&tion of fools. whosoever you take him to be, he is Ajax.
(Exc. Achil. I know that, fool.
Patr. A good riddance. Ther. Ay, but that fool knows not himself, Achil. Marry this, fir, is proclaim'd through all Ajax. Therefore I beat thee.
our host: Tber. Lo, lo, lo, lo, what modicums of wit he 20 That Hector, by the fifth hour of the sun, utters! his evasions have ears thus long. I have Will, with a trumpet, 'twixt our tents and Troy, bobb’d his brain, more than he has beat my bones : To-morrow morning call some knight to arms, I will buy nine sparrows for a penny, and his pia That hath a ftomach; and such a one, that dare mater is not worth the ninth part of a sparrow. Maintain—I know not what; 'tis trash: Farewel. This lord, Achilles, Ajax,--who wears his wit in 25 Ajax. Farewel. Who shall answer him? his belly, and his guts in his head,l'll tell you Acbil. I know not, it is put to lottery ; otherwise, what I say of him.
He knew his man. Acbil, What?
Ajax. O, meaning you :-I'll go learn more Ther. I say, this Ajax
[Excurti Acbil. Nay, good Ajax.
SCENE II. [ Ajax offers to strike bim, Achilles interpufcs. Tber. Has not so much wit
TROT. Abil. Nay, I must hold you.
Priam's Palace. Tber. As will stop the eye of Helen's needle, Enter Prian, Hector, Troilus, Paris, and Helexes. for whom he comes to fight.
35 Pri. After so many hours, lives, speeches (pent Achil. Peace, fool !
Thus once again says Nestor from the Greeks; Ther. I would have peace and quietness, but Deliver Helen, and all damage elfothe fool will not: he there ; that he; look you As bonour, loss of time, travel, expence, there.
Wounds, friends, and what else dear ibat is confum'd Ajax. O thou damn'd cur! I Mall
140 In bot digestion of this cormorant war,tebil. Will you set your wit to a fool's ? Sball be ftruck off :-Hector, what say you to 't?
Ther. No, I warrant you; for a fool's will Hiet. Though no man leser fears the Greeks shame it.
han I, Patr. Good words, Therfites.
As far as toucheth my particular, yet, Acbil. What's the quarrel ?
45 Dread Priam, Ajax. I bade the vile owl go learn me the tenour There is no lady of more softer bowels, of the proclamation, and he rails upon me. More fpungy to suck in the sense of fear, Ther. I serve thee not.
More ready to cry out-Who knows wbat foll-zos Ajax. Well, go to, go to.
Than Hector is : The wound of peace is surety, Iber. I serve here voluntary.
50 Surety secure; but modeít doubt is call'd And. Your last service was sufferance, 'twas The beacon of the wise, the tent that searches not voluntary ; no man is beaten voluntary : Ajax To the bottom of the worst. Let Helen go: was here tlie voluntary, and you as under an im since the first sword was drawn about this question, press.
Every tithe soul, 'mongst many thousand dismes', Ther. Even fo?-_a great deal of your wit too 55 Hath been as dear as Helen; I mean, of ours: lies in your finews, or else there be liars. Hector If we have lost so many tenths of ours, snall have a great catch, if he knock out either of To guard a thing not ours; not worth to us, your brains; 'a were as good crack a fuity nut with Had it our name, the value of one ten; no kernel.
What merit's in that reason, which denies A-bil. What, with me too, Therfites ? 160 The yielding of her up?
Ther. There's Ulyfies and old Neftor,--whose Trci. Fie, fie, my brother! wit was mouldy ere your grandfires had nails on Weigh you the worth and honour of a king,
So great as our dread father, in a scale
If you'll avouch, 'twas wisdom Paris went,
If you'll confess, he brought home noble prize,
(As you must needs, for you all clapp'd your hands,
s And cry'do inestimable!) why do you now
Hd. No marvel, though you bite fo tharp at rea And do a deed that fortune never did,
(reasons : That in their country did them that disgrace,
Cal. [wirbin) Cry, Trojans, cry!
Troi. 'Tis our mad sister, I do know her voice.
Caf. [wirbin) Cry, Trojans !
HET. It is Cassandra.
Enter Cafjandra, raving,
Caf.Cry,Trojans, cry! lend me ten thousand eyes,
And I will fill them with prophetic tears. x katt Let's fhutour gates,and sleep: Manhood and honour Heft. Peace, lifter, peace.
(elders, Should have hare hearts, would they but fat their Caf. Virgins and boys, mid-age and wrinkled thoughts
Soft infancy, that nothing canft but cry, 1 siete With this cramm'd reason : reason and respect 125 Add to my clamours ! let us pay betimes to ietery," Make livers pale, and lustyhood deject.
A moiety of that mass of moan to come.
Troy must not be, nor goodly Ilion stand;
Cry, cry! Troy burns, or else let Helen go." (Exit.
Hect. Now, youthful Troilus, do not these high
35 Some touches of remorse? or is your blood
So madly hot, that no discourse of reason,
. I take to-day a wife, and my election Can qualify the same?
Trci. Why, brother Hector,
Nor once deject the courage of our minds,
Because Cassandra's mad; her brain-fick raptures
Cannot distaste 3 the goodness of a quarrel,
To make it gracious. For my private part,
And Jove forbid, there should be done amongst us
Such things as would offend the weakest spleen
Par. Elle might the world convince of levity
But I attest the gods, your full consent
(freshners For what, alas, can thefe my single arins ?
160 Were I alone to pass the difficulties,
Paris should ne'er retract what he hath done,
? Tkat is, into a comien