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Hath Dorens Prisoner,
, he does, and does so much, That Proof is call’d Impossibility.
such a careless Force, and forceless Care, As if that Luck, in very spight of Cunning, bad him win al'
. Enter Ajax. Ajax. Troilus, thou Coward, Troilus.
. Dio. Ay, there, there. Neft. So, so, we draw together.
Enter Achilles. Acbil. Where is this Hector? Come, come, thou Boy-killer, Thew thy Face: Know what it is to meet Achilles angry. Hetor, where's Hector? I will none but Hector. [Exit.
Ajax. Were I the General,
Horse. Dio. Ha, art thou there? Ajax. l'll fight with him alone, stand, Diomede. Dio. He is my prize, I will not look upon. Troi. Come, both you cogging Greeks, have at you both.
[Exennt fighting Enter Hector, Hett. Yea, Troilus? O well fought, my youngest Brother.
Helt. Fare thee well;
Or bring him off: Fate, hear me what I say;
, Enter one in Armor. Het. Stand, stand, thou Greek, Thou art a goodly Mark : No? wilt thou not? I like thy Armour well, I'll frush it, and unlock the Rivets all, But I'll be Master of it ; wilt thou not, Beast, abide? Why then fly on, I'll hunt thee for thy Hide. [Exit
. Enter Achilles with Myrmidons. Achil. Come here about me, you my Myrmidons: Mark what I say, attend me where I wheel; Strike not a stroke, but keep your selves in Breath; And when I have the bloody Hector found, Empale him with your Weapons round about : In fellest manner execute your Arms, Follow me, Sirs, and my proceeding Eye; It is decreed-Hetor the Great must die. [Exit
. Enter Thersites, Menelaus and Paris. Ther. The Cuckold, and the Cuckold-maker are at it: Now Bull, now Dog; 'loo, Paris, "loo; now my double hen'd Sparrow; 'loo, Paris, 'loo; the Bull has the Game: 'ware Horns, ho.
[Exit Paris and Menelaus.
Ther. I am a Bastard too, I love Bastards, I am a Bastard begot, Bastard instructed, Bastard in Mind, Bastard in Valour, in every thing 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 Judgment: Farewel, Bastard. Baft. The Devil take the Coward.
. Enter Hedor. Helt. Most putrified Core! so fair without : mhy goodly Armor thus hath cost thy Life. Now is my day's work done; I'll take good Breath : Left Sword, thou hast thy fill of Blood and Death.
Euter Achilles, and his Myrmidons.
They fall spon He&or and kill him.
Achil. Strike, Fellows, strike, this is the Man I seek.
[Retreat. Hark, a Retreat upon our Grecian part.
Mgr. The Trojan Trumpets found the like, my Lord.
Achil. The dragon Wing of Night o'er spreads the Earth, And, Stickler-like, the Armies separates ; My half supt Sword, that frankly would have fed, Pleas’d with this dainty Bit, thus goes to Bed. Come, tye his Body to my Horse's Tail: Along the Field, I will the Trojan trail. [Exeunt.
[Sound Retreat. Shomt. Enter Agamemnon, Ajax, Menelaus, Nestor, Diomede,
and the rest marching,
Ajax. If it be so, yet bragless let it be:
Aga. March patiently along; let one be sent
Troi. He's dead, and at the Murtherer's Horse's Tail,
Æne. My Lord, you do discomfort all the Hoft.
Troi. You understand me not, that tell me so:
Pursue thy Life, and live aye with thy Name.
Pan. A goodly med'cine for mine aking Bones : Oh World! World! World! thus is the poor Agent despis'd : Oh, Traitors and Bawds; how earnestly are you set at Work, and how ill requited? why should our Endeavour be fo desir'd, and the Performance so loath'd ? What Verse for it? what instance for it? Let me see