Wanting his manage; and they will almost Agam. Let Diomedes bear him, [Exit Diomed, and Calchas. Enter Achilles and Patroclus, before their tent. Ulyss. Achilles stands i' the entrance of his tent:Please it our general to pass strangely by him, As if he were forgot;—and, princes all, Lay negligent and loose regard upon him;I will come last: 'Tis like he'll question me, Why such unplausive eyes are bent, why turn'd on him: If so, I have derision med'cinable, 5 He shall as soon read in the eyes of others, Which when they fall, as being slippery standers, 15 20 Ulyss. Now, great Thetis' son? Achil. What are you reading? Ulyss. A strange fellow here [out Writes me, That man-how dearly ever parted, Achil. This is not strange, Ulysses. To use between your strangeness and his pride, me? Nest. Would you, my lord, aught with the ge-40 Nest. Nothing, my lord? Agam. The better. Achil. Good day, good day. Men. How do you? how do you? Achil. What, does the cuckold scorn me? Achil. Good morrow, Ajax. Ajax. Ha? Achil. Good morrow. Ajax. Ay, and good next day too. [Exeunt. Achil. What mean these fellows? know they not Achilles? [bend, Patr.They pass by strangely: They were us'd to [tune, (That most pure spirit of sense) behold itself, Not going from itself; but eye to eye oppos'd Salutes each other with each other's form. Till it hath travell'd, and is marry'd there The voice again; or like a gate of steel 50 His figure and his heat. I was much rapt in this; And apprehended here immediately 55 4 The unknown Ajax. Heavens, what a man is there! a very horse; That has he knows not what. things there are, Nature, what Most abject in regard, and dear in use! What things again most dear in the esteem, Achil. What, am I poor of late? And poor in worth! Now shall we see to-morrow 'Tis certain, Greatness, once fallen out with for- An act that very chance doth throw upon him, Must fall out with men too: What the declin'd is, 60 Ajax renown'd. O heavens, what some men do, i.e. Her presence shall strike off, or recompence, the service I have done even in these labours which were most accepted. 1i. e. however excellently endowed, with however dear or precious parts enriched or adorned. 3 i. e. in the detail or circumduction of his argument. Ajax, who has abilities which were never brought into view or use. Wile some men leave to do! Achil. I do believe it: for they pass'd by me, Ulyss. Time hath, my lord, a wallet at his back, Wherein he puts alms for oblivion, The providence that's in a watchful state, Docs thoughts unveil in their dumb cradles. A great-siz'd monster of ingratitudes: [devour'd 15 Or like a gallant horse fallen in first rank, [selves, 30 And better would it fit Achilles much, 45 Achil. Shall Ajax fight with Hector? [by him. Patr. O, then beware; [selves: Those wounds heal ill, that men do give them- Seals a commission to a blank of danger'; Achil. Go call Thersites hither,sweet Patroclus To see great Hector in his weeds of peace; To creep is to keep out of sight, from whatever motive.-The meaning is, Some men keep out of notice in the hall of fortune, while others, though they but play the ideot, are always in her eye, in the way of distinction. The meaning of mission, Dr. Johnson says, seems to be dispatches of the gods from heaven about mortal business, such as often happened at the siege of Troy. Polyxena; in the act of marrying whom, he was afterwards killed by Paris. i. e. There is a secret administration of affairs, which no history was ever able to discover. i. e. By neglecting our duty, we commission or enable that danger of dishonour, which could not reach us before, to lay hold upon us. Enter Ther. Why, he stalks up and down like a pea-10) cock, a stride, and a stand: ruminates, like an hostess, that hath no arithmetic but her brain to set down her reckoning: bites his lip with a politic regard, as who should say-there were wit in this head, an 'twould out; and so there is;15 but it lies as coldly in him as fire in a flint, which| will not show without knocking. The man's undone for ever; for if Hector break not his neck 'the combat, he'll break it himself in vain-glory. He knows not me: I said, Good-morrow, Ajax; 20 and he replies, Thanks, Agamemnon. What think you of this man, that takes me for the general He's grown a very land-fish, languageless, a monster. A plague of opinion! a man may wear it on both sides, like a leather jerkin. Achil. Thou must be my embassador to him, Thersites. [memnon. Patr. And to procure safe conduct from Aga- Pair. What say you to't? Ther. God be wi' you, with all my heart. Ther. If to-morrow be a fair day, by elevent Ther. Fare you well, with all my heart. Achil. Why, but he is not in this tune, is he? Ther. No, but he's out o' tune thus. What musick will be in him when Hector has knock'd 25 out his brains, I know not: But, I am sure, none unless the fidler Apollo get his sinews to make catlings on. [straight. Ther. Who, I? why, he'll answer no body; he professes not answering; speaking is for beggars; he wears his tongue in his arms. I will 30 put on his presence; let Patroclus make demands to me, you shall see the pageant of Ajax. Achil. To him, Patroclus: Tell him,-I humbly desire the valiant Ajax to invite the most va lorous Hector to come unarmed to my tent; and 35 to procure safe conduct for his person, of the magnanimous, and most illustrious, six-or-seven Achil. Come, thou shalt bear a letter to him Ther. Let me bear another to his horse; for that's the more capable creature. [stirr'd; Achil. My mind is troubled, like a fountain And I myself see not the bottom of it. [Exeunt Achilles, and Patroclus. Ther. 'Would the fountain of your mind were clear again, that I might water an ass at it! I had rather be a tick in a sheep, than such a valiant ignorance. [Exit. 50 As you, prince Paris, nought but heavenly busi-55 Diom. That's my inind too. Good inorrow, Par. A valiant Greek, Æneas; take his hand: Witness the process of your speech, wherein You told-how Diomed, a whole week by days, Did haunt you in the field. With a sly look. Ene. Health to you, valiant sir, Diom. The one and other Diomed embraces. Ene. And thou shalt hunt a lion, that will fly 60 The thing he means to kill, more excellently. A ca ling signifies a small lute-string male of catg it. 1 Question here means intercourse, interchange of conversation. A thou The noblest hateful love, that e'er I heard of.— know not. 15 Ene. I was sent for to the king; but why, 110 Ene. That I assure you: Troilus had rather Troy were borne to Greece, Par. There is no help; The bitter disposition of the time Will have it so. On, lord; we'll follow you. [Exit. Par. And tell me, noble Diomed; 'faith, tell Even in the soul of sound good-fellowship,- Diom. Both alike: He merits well to have her, that doth seek her 20 SCENE II. Pandarus' House. Enter Troilus, and Cressida. cold. Troi. Dear, trouble not yourself; the morn is [down; Cres. Then, sweet my lord, I'll call my uncle He shall unbolt the gates. Troi. Trouble him not; To bed, to bed: Sleep kill those pretty eyes, Cres. Good morrow then. Troi. I pr'ythee now, to bed. Troi. O Cressida! but that the busy day, Cres. Night hath been too brief. Troi. Beshrew the witch! with venomous wights she stays, As tediously as hell; but flies the grasps of love, With wings more momentary swift than thought. 25 You will catch cold, and curse me. 30 35 Cres. Pr'ythee, tarry; you men will nevertarry. Pan. [Within] What's all the doors open here? Enter Pandarus. [ing: 40 You bring me to do2, and then you flout me too. Pan. To do what? to do what?-let her say What have I brought you to do? [what: Cres. Come, come; beshrew your heart! you'll ne'er be good, Both merits pois'd, each weighs nor less nor more; 45 Nor suffer others. Par. You are too bitter to your country-woman. For every false drop in her bawdy veins Par. Fair Diomed, you do as chapmen do, Pun. Ha, ha! Alas, poor wretch! a poor capocchia -hast not slept to-night? would he not, a naughty man, let it sleep? a bugbear take him! [One knocks. Cres. Did not I tell you?'would he were knock'd o' the head!Who's that at door? good uncle, go and see.My lord, come you again into my chamber: You smile, and mock me, as if I meant naughtily. Troi. Ha, ha! [thing. Cres. Come, you are deceiv'd, I think of no such How earnestly they knock !-pray you, come in; 1i. e. a piece of wine out of which the spirit is all flown. 2 To do is here used in an obscene sense. Meaning to say, Poor fool! hast not slept to-night?"--The Italian word capocchio signifies the thick head of a club; and thence, metaphorically, a head of not much brain, a sot, dullard, heavy gull. Pan. Who's there? what's the matter? will you beat down the door? How now? what's the matter? Enter Eneas. Ene. Good morrow, lord, good morrow. Pan. Who's there? my lord Æneas? By my troth, I knew you not: What news with you so early? [him; 10 Ene. Is not prince Troilus here? Ene. Who!-nay, then :- As Pandarus is going out, enter Troilus. Paris your brother, and Deiphobus, Troi. Is it concluded so? Ene. By Priam, and the general state of Troy: Troi. How my atchievements mock me!- Have not more gift in taciturnity. 15 to thy father, and be gone from Troilus; 'twill Cres. O you immortal gods!-I will not go. Cres. I will not, uncle: I have forgot my father; No kin, no love, no blood, no soul so near me, heart 20 With sounding Troilus. I will not go from Troy. [Exeunt. 25 30 35 [Exeunt Troilus, and Eneas. 40 Pan. Is't possible? no sooner got, but lost? The devil take Antenor! the young prince will go mad. A plague upon Antenor! I would, they had broke's neck! Cres. Why sigh you so profoundly? where's Tell me, sweet uncle, what's the matter? Pan. 'Would I were as deep under the earth, as I am above! SCENE III. Before Pandarus' House. Enter Paris, Troilus, Æneas, Diomedes, &c. Comes fast upon :- -Good my brother Troilus, And haste her to the purpose. Troi. Walk in to her house; I'll bring her to the Grecian presently: Think it an altar; and thy brother Troilus Par. I know what 'tis to love; IV. [Exeunt. An Apartment in Pandarus' House. Pan. Be moderate, be moderate. As that which causeth it: How can I moderate it? Cres. O the gods!-what's the matter? Pan. Pr'ythee get thee in; Would thou had'st 55 ne'er been born! I knew, thou wouldst be his death:- -O poor gentleman!-A plague upon. Pan. Here, here, here he comes.- -Ah sweet Cres. O Troilus! Troilus! Pan. What a pair of spectacles is here! Let me embrace too: Oheart,-as the goodly saying is,o heart, o heavy heart, Why sigh'st thou without breaking? 60 where he answers again, Because thou canst not ease thy smart ? Grand jour, a Gallicism. There |