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 home hurt 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. Cre. Who's that? HELENUS passes over. Pan. That's Helenus,-I marvel, whère Troilus is :-That's Helenus ;-I think he went not forth to-day;-That's Helenus. Cre. Can Helenus fight, uncle ? 350 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. Pan. Where? yonder? that's Deiphobus: 'Tis Troilus! there's a man, niece! -Hem !-Brave Troilus! the prince of chivalry! Cre. Peace, for shame, peace! 360 Pan. Mark him; note him;-O brave Troilus !look well upon him, niece; look you, how his sword is bloody'd, 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 daughter 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. Enter Soldiers, &c. Cre. Here come more. 370 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. Cre. There is among the Greeks, Achilles; a bet. ter man than Troilus. Pan. Achilles? a dray-man, a porter, a very camel. Cre. Well, well. 381 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? 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. You are such a woman! one knows not at what ward you lie. 391 Cre. 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; beauty; and you, to defend all these: and at all these wards I lie, at a thousand watches. Pan. Say one of your watches. Cre. 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. 402 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. Cre. Adieu, uncle. Pan. I'll be with you, niece, by and by. Cre. To bring, uncle, Pan. Ay, a token from Troilus. Cre. By the same token-you are a bawd. 410 [Exit PANDARUS. Words, vows, gifts, tears, and love's full sacrifice, But more in Troilus thousand fold I see 421 That she was never yet, that ever knew Love got so sweet, as when desire did sue : Then though my heart's content firm love doth bear, Nothing of that shall from mine eyes appear. [Exeunt. SCENE HII. The Grecian Camp. Trumpets. Enter AGAMEMNON, NESTOR, ULYSSES, MENELAUS, with others. Aga. Princes, What grief hath set the jaundice on your cheeks? In all designs begun on earth below, 430 Fails in the promis'd largeness: checks and disasters That we come short of our suppose so far, That, after seven years' siege, yet Troy walls stand; That gave'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, Nest, With due observance of thy godlike seat, Great Agamemnon, Nestor shall apply 451 Thy latest words. In the reproof of chance 460 Lies the true proof of men: The sea being smooth, Upon her patient breast, making their way But let the ruffian Boreas once enrage The gentle Thetis, and, anon, behold The strong-ribb'd bark through liquid mountains cut, Bounding between the two moist elements, 470 Like Perseus' horse: Where's then the saucy boat, Doth |