Ther. Will he swagger himself out on 's own eyes?

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Tro. This she? no, this is Diomed's Cressida. If beauty have a soul, this is not she. If souls guide vows, if vows are sanctimony, If sanctimony be the gods' delight, If there be rule in unity itself, This is not she. O madness of discourse, That cause sets up, with and against thyself, Bi-fold authority, where reason can revolt Without perdition, and loss assume all reason Without revolt: this is, and is not, Cressid. 146 Within my soul there doth conduce a fight Of this strange nature, that a thing inseparate Divides more wider than the sky and earth, And yet the spacious breadth of this division Admits no orifex for a point as subtle As Ariachne's broken woof to enter. Instance, O instance! strong as Pluto's gates; Cressid is mine, tied with the bonds of heaven. Instance, O instance! strong as heaven itself; The bonds of heaven are slipp'd, dissolv'd, and loos'd;

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And with another knot, five-finger-tied,
The fractions of her faith, orts of her love,
The fragments, scraps, the bits and greasy
relics

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Hector, by this, is arming him in Troy;
Ajax, your guard, stays to conduct you home.
Tro. Have with you, Prince. My courteous
lord, adieu.

Farewell, revolted fair! and, Diomed,
Stand fast, and wear a castle on thy head!
Ulyss. I'll bring you to the gates.
Tro. Accept distracted thanks.

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[Exeunt Troilus, Eneas, and Ulysses.

Ther. Would I could meet that rogue Diomed! I would croak like a raven; I would bode, I would bode. Patroclus will give me anything for the intelligence of this whore. The parrot will not do more for an almond than he for a commodious drab. Lechery, lechery; still wars and lechery; nothing else holds fashion. A burning devil take them! [Exit.] 197 [SCENE III. Troy. Before Priam's palace.]

Enter HECTOR and ANDROMACHE.

And. When was my lord so much ungently temper'd

To stop his ears against admonishment?
Unarm, unarm, and do not fight to-day.

Hect. You train me to offend you; get you gone.

By all the everlasting gods, I'll go ! And. My dreams will, sure, prove ominous to the day.

Hect. No more, I say.

Enter CASSANDRA.

Cas.
Where is my brother Hector?
And. Here, sister; arm'd, and bloody in in-
tent.

Consort with me in loud and dear petition,
Pursue we him on knees; for I have dream'd
Of bloody turbulence, and this whole night 11
Hath nothing been but shapes and forms of
slaughter.
Cas. O, 't is true.

Hect.
Ho! bid my trumpet sound!
Cas. No notes of sally, for the heavens, sweet
brother.

Hect. Be gone, I say; the gods have heard

They are polluted offerings, more abhorr'd
Than spotted livers in the sacrifice.

And. O, be persuaded! do not count it holy

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To hurt by being just. It is as lawful,
For we would give much, to use violent thefts,
And rob in the behalf of charity.

Eneas is a-field;

Hect. And I do stand engag'd to many Greeks, Even in the faith of valour, to appear

This morning to them.

Pri.

Ay, but thou shalt not go. Hect. I must not break my faith. You know me dutiful;. therefore, dear sir, Let me not shame respect; but give me leave To take that course by your consent and voice, Which you do here forbid me, royal Priam. Cas. O Priam, yield not to him!

And. Do not, dear father. Hect. Andromache, I am offended with you. Upon the love you bear me, get you in.

[Exit Andromache. Tro. This foolish, dreaming, superstitious girl

Makes all these bodements.

Cas.

O, farewell, dear Hector! Look, how thou diest ! look, how thy eye turns

pale!

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Look, how thy wounds doth bleed at many vents!

Hark, how Troy roars! how Hecuba cries out!

How poor Andromache shrills her dolour forth! Behold, distraction, frenzy, and amazement, s Like witless antics, one another meet,

And all cry, Hector! Hector's dead! Ó Hector! Tro. Away! away!

Cas. Farewell; yet, soft! Hector, I take my leave.

Thou dost thyself and all our Troy deceive. 20 [Exit.

Hect. You are amaz'd, my liege, at her exclaim.

Go in and cheer the town. We'll forth and fight,

Do deeds of praise and tell you them at night. Pri. Farewell! The gods with safety stand. about thee!

[Exeunt severally Priam and Hector.] Alarum.

Tro. They are at it, hark! Proud Diomed, believe,

I come to lose my arm, or win my sleeve.

Enter PANDARUS.

My love with words and errors still she feeds, But edifies another with her deeds.

Pan. Why, but hear you!

Tro. Hence, broker! lackey! Ignomy and shame Pursue thy life, and live aye with thy name! 115 [Exeunt [severally].

[SCENE IV. Plains between Troy and the Greek camp.]

Alarum. Enter THERSITES in excursion. Ther. Now they are clapper-clawing one another; I'll go look on. That dissembling abominable varlet, Diomed, has got that same scurvy doting foolish young knave's sleeve of Troy there in his helm. I would fain see them meet, that that same young Troyan ass, [ that loves the whore there, might send that Greekish whoremasterly villain with the sleeve back to the dissembling luxurious drab, of a sleeveless errand. O' the t'other side, the policy of those crafty swearing rascals, that [10 stale old mouse-eaten dry cheese, Nestor, and that same dog-fox, Ulysses, is not prov'd worth a blackberry. They set me up, in policy, that mongrel cur, Ajax, against that dog of as bad a kind, Achilles; and now is the cur Ajax [15 prouder than the cur Achilles, and will not arm to-day; whereupon the Grecians begin to proclaim barbarism, and policy grows into an ill opinion.

Enter DIOMEDES, TROILUS [following]. Soft! here comes sleeve, and the other.

Tro. Fly not; for shouldst thou take the river Styx,

I would swim after.

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Nest. Go, bear Patroclus' body to Achilles; And bid the snail-pac'd Ajax arm for shame. There is a thousand Hectors in the field. Now here he fights on Galathe his horse, And there lacks work; anon he's there afoot, And there they fly or die, like scaled schools Before the belching whale; then is he yonder, And there the strawy Greeks, ripe for his edge,

Fall down before him like the mower's swath. Here, there, and everywhere, he leaves and takes,

Dexterity so obeying appetite

That what he will he does, and does so much That proof is call'd impossibility.

Enter ULYSSES.

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Is arming, weeping, cursing, vowing vengeance. Patroclus' wounds have rous'd his drowsy blood,

Together with his mangled Myrmidons,
That noseless, handless, hack'd and chipp'd,

come to him,

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Crying on Hector. Ajax hath lost a friend
And foams at mouth, and he is arm'd and at it,
Roaring for Troilus, who hath done to-day
Mad and fantastic execution,

Engaging and redeeming of himself

With such a careless force and forceless care 40
As if that luck, in very spite of cunning,
Bade him win all.

Where is this Hector? Come, come, thou boy-queller, show thy face; Know what it is to meet Achilles angry. Hector! where 's Hector? I will none but [Exeunt.

Hector.

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Mar. Turn, slave, and fight. Ther. What art thou? Mar. A bastard son of Priam's. Ther. I am a bastard too; I love bastards. I am a bastard begot, bastard instructed, bastard in mind, bastard in valour, in everything illegitimate. One bear will not bite another, and wherefore should one bastard? Take heed, [ the quarrel's most ominous to us. If the son of a whore fight for a whore, he tempts judgement. Farewell, bastard.

Mar. The devil take thee, coward! [Exeunt.

[SCENE VIII. Another part of the plains.] Enter HECTOR.

Hect. Most putrefied core, so fair without, Thy goodly armour thus hath cost thy life. Now is my day's work done; I'll take good

breath.

"Full merrily the humble-bee doth sing, Till he hath lost his honey and his sting; And being once subdu'd in armed tail, Sweet honey and sweet notes together fail." 45 Good traders in the flesh, set this in your painted cloths:

As many as be here of Pandar's hall,

Your eyes, half out, weep out at Pandar's fall;
Or if you cannot weep, yet give some groans, se
Though not for me, yet for your aching bones.
Brethren and sisters of the hold-door trade,
Some two months hence my will shall here be
made.

It should be now, but that my fear is this,
Some galled goose of Winchester would hiss.
Till then I'll sweat and seek about for eases,
And at that time bequeath you my diseases.
[Exit