Helenus paffes over. Pan. That's Helenus. I marvel where Troilus is: that's Helenus-I think he went not forth to-day; that's Helenus, Cre. 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? Helenus is a priest. Cre. What fneaking fellow comes yonder ? Troilus paffes over. Pan. Where! yonder? that's Deiphobus. 'Tis Troilus! there's a man, neice → hem - brave Troilus! the prince of chivalry. Cre. Peace, for fhame, peace. Pan. Mark him, note him: O brave Troilus! look well upon him, neice, look you how his fword 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 faw three and twenty. Go thy way, Troilus, go thy way; had I a fifter were a Grace, and 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 money to boot. Enter common Soldiers. Cre. Here come more. Pan. Affes, fools, dolts, chaff and bran, chaff and bran; porridge after meat. I could live and dye i'th' eyes of Troilus. Ne'er look, ne'er look; the eagles are gone; crows and daws, crows and daws. I had rather be fuch a man as Troilus, than Agamemnon and all Greece. Cre. There is among the Greeks Achilles, a better man than Troilus. Pan. Achilles? a dray-man, a porter, a very camel. Pan. Well, well-why, have you any difcretion? have you any eyes? do you know what a man is? is not birth, beauty, good fhape, difcourfe, manhood, learning, gentlenefs, virtue, youth, liberality, and fo forth, the fpice and "falt that feafons a man? Cre. Ay, a minc'd man, and then to be bak'd with no date in the pye, for then the man's date is out, Pan, Pan. You are fuch another woman, one knows not at what ward you lye. Cre. Upon my back, to defend my belly; upon my wit, to defend my wiles; upon my fecrefie, to defend mine ho nefty; my mask to defend my beauty, and you to defend all thefe at all thefe wards I lye, and at a thousand watches. Pan. Say one of your watches. Cre. Nay, I'll watch you for that, and that's one of the chiefeft 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 fwell paft hiding, and then it is past watching. Pan. You are fuch another! Enter Boy. Boy. Sir, my Lord would inftantly speak with you. Boy. At your own house, there he unarms him. Pan. Good boy, tell him I come; I doubt he be hurt. Fare ye well, good neice. Cre. Adieu, uncle. Pan. I'll be with you, neice, by and by. Cre. To bring, uncle Pan. Ay, a token from Troilus. Cre. By the fame token, you are a bawd. [Exit Pane Words, vows, gifts, tears, and love's full facrifice, He offers in another's enterprize: But more in Troilus thousand-fold I fee, Than in the glafs of Pandar's praise may be. That though my heart's content firm love doth bear, By Content here is meant Capacity, VOL, VIIL [Exile SCENE SCENE V. Agamemnon's Tent in the Grecian Camp. Trumpets. Enter Agamemnon, Neftor, Ulyffes, Diomedes Menelaus, with others. Aga. Princes, What grief hath fet the jaundice on your cheeks? In all defigns begun on earth below, Fails in the promis'd largenefs; checks and difafters That gave't furmifed fhape. Why then, you Princes, And think them shame, which are, indeed, nought elfe To find perfiftive conftancy in men? The fineness of which metal is not found In fortune's love; for there, the bold and coward, Neft. With due obfervance of thy godlike feat, Thy lateft words. In the reproof of chance Lyes the true proof of men: the fea being smooth, Upon her patient breast, making their way With thofe of nobler bulk! But let the ruffian Boreas once enrage The gentle Thetis, and anon, behold, The strong-ribb'd bark thro' liquid mountains cuts, Like Perfeus' horfe: Where's then the fawcy boat, Ulyf. Agamemnon, Thou great commander, nerve and bone of Greece, The which, moft mighty for thy place and fway, [To Agamemnon. And thou, moft rev'rend for thy ftretcht-out life, [ToNeftor." I give to both your fpeeches, which were fuch As Agamemnon and the hand of Greece Should hold up high in brafs; and fuch again It is faid of the Tyger, that in forms and high winds he rages and roars moft furiously. 02 Divide Divide thy lips; than we are confident, Ulyf Troy, yet upon her bafis, had been down, The fpecialty of rule hath been neglected; Infifture, courfe, proportion, feason, form, What plagues, and what portents, what mutiny! The unity and married calm of states Quite from their fxure! when degree is fhaken, Then enterprize is fick. How could communities, Would |