Then everything includes itself in power, So doubly seconded with will and power, 120 125 130 And this neglection of degree is it The fever whereof all our power is sick. 148 Arming to answer in a night alarm." 120 In pleasure of my spleen." And in this fashion, Nest. And in the imitation of these twain Who, as Ulysses says, opinion crowns 185 Good arms, strong joints, true swords; and, Nothing so full of heart. But peace, Æneas, forth; But what the repining enemy commends, transcends. Trumpet, blow loud, Send thy brass voice through all these lazy tents, And every Greek of mettle, let him know, What Troy means fairly shall be spoke aloud. [The trumpets sound. We have, great Agamemnon, here in Troy 200 Who in this dull and long-continu'd truce If there be one amongst the fair'st of Greece 265 That knows his valour, and knows not his fear, Was fairer than his grandam, and as chaste 301 To our pavilion shall I lead you first. Achilles shall have word of this intent; So shall each lord of Greece, from tent to tent. Yourself shall feast with us before you go And find the welcome of a noble foe. [Exeunt all but Ulysses and Nestor. 314 Ulyss. Nestor ! Be you my time to bring it to some shape. Ulyss. This 't is : 315 Blunt wedges rive hard knots. The seeded pride That hath to this maturity blown up In rank Achilles must or now be cropp'd Well, and how? Nest. However it is spread in general name, Nest. The purpose is perspicuous even as substance, 326 Whose grossness little characters sum up; Ay, with celerity, find Hector's purpose 330 Ulyss. And wake him to the answer, think you ? Nest. Yes, 't is most meet. Who may you else oppose That can from Hector bring his honour off, bat, 323 Yet in this trial much opinion dwells; Ulysses, 210 Our imputation shall be oddly pois'd 345 370 But he already is too insolent; 375 Ther. Ay, do, do; thou sodden-witted lord! Thou hast no more brain than I have in mine elbows; an asinego may tutor thee. Thou scurvy valiant ass! thou art here but to thrash Troyans; and thou art bought and sold [50 among those of any wit, like a barbarian slave. If thou use to beat me, I will begin at thy heel, and tell what thou art by inches, thou thing of no bowels, thou! Ajax. You dog! Ther. You scurvy lord! Ajax. [Beating him.] You cur! 55 Ther. Mars his idiot! do, rudeness; do, camel; do, do. 59 Enter ACHILLES and PATROCLUS. Achil. Why, how now, Ajax! wherefore do you this? How now, Thersites! what's the matter, man? Ther. You see him there, do you? Achil. So I do. What's the matter? 65 Ther. But yet you look not well upon him; for, whosomever you take him to be, he is Ajax. Achil. I know that, fool. Ther. Ay, but that fool knows not himself. Ajax. Therefore I beat thee. 70 73 Ther. Lo, lo, lo, lo, what modicums of wit he utters! His evasions have ears thus long. I have bobb'd his brain more than he has beat my bones. I will buy nine sparrows for a penny, Ajax. I shall cut out your tongue. Ther. 'Tis no matter; I shall speak as much as thou afterwards. you, Patroclus. 126 Patr. No more words, Thersites; peace! Ther. I will hold my peace when Achilles' brach bids me, shall I? Achil. There's for Ther. I will see you hang'd like clodpoles ere I come any more to your tents. I will keep where there is wit stirring and leave the faction of fools. [Exit. 131 Patr. A good riddance. That Hector, by the fifth hour of the sun, Troy 135 To-morrow morning call some knight to arms That hath a stomach; and such a one that dare Maintain I know not what; 'tis trash. Farewell. |