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Epistrophus and Cedius. Polixenes is slain;
Amphimacus and Thoas deadly hurt;

Patroclus ta'en, or slain; and Palamedes
Sore hurt and bruis'd. The dreadful Sagittary

Appals our numbers. Haste we, Diomed,
To reinforcement, or we perish all.

Enter NESTOR
NESTOR. 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 sculls
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
ULYSSES. O, courage, courage, courage, Princes! Great

Achilles 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, 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

As if that luck, in very spite of cunning,
Bade him win all.

Enter AJAX
AJAX. Troilus! thou coward Troilus! Exit

DIOMEDES. Ay, there, there.
NESTOR. So, so, we draw together. Exit

Enter ACHILLES
ACHILLES. 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 Hector. Exeunt
ACT V. SCENE 6.

Another part of the plain
Enter AJAX

AJAX. Troilus, thou coward Troilus, show thy head.
Enter DIOMEDES

DIOMEDES. Troilus, I say! Where's Troilus?
AJAX. What wouldst thou?

DIOMEDES. I would correct him.
AJAX. Were I the general, thou shouldst have my office

Ere that correction. Troilus, I say! What, Troilus!
Enter TROILUS

TROILUS. O traitor Diomed! Turn thy false face, thou traitor,
And pay thy life thou owest me for my horse.

DIOMEDES. Ha! art thou there?
AJAX. I'll fight with him alone. Stand, Diomed.

DIOMEDES. He is my prize. I will not look upon.
TROILUS. Come, both, you cogging Greeks; have at you

Exeunt fighting
Enter HECTOR

HECTOR. Yea, Troilus? O, well fought, my youngest brother!
Enter ACHILLES

ACHILLES. Now do I see thee, ha! Have at thee, Hector!
HECTOR. Pause, if thou wilt.

ACHILLES. I do disdain thy courtesy, proud Troyan.
Be happy that my arms are out of use;

My rest and negligence befriends thee now,
But thou anon shalt hear of me again;

Till when, go seek thy fortune. Exit
HECTOR. Fare thee well.

I would have been much more a fresher man,
Had I expected thee.

Re-enter TROILUS
How now, my brother!

TROILUS. Ajax hath ta'en Aeneas. Shall it be?
No, by the flame of yonder glorious heaven,

He shall not carry him; I'll be ta'en too,
Or bring him off. Fate, hear me what I say:

I reck not though thou end my life to-day. Exit
Enter one in armour

HECTOR. 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. Exeunt
ACT V. SCENE 7.

Another part of the plain
Enter ACHILLES, with Myrmidons

ACHILLES. Come here about me, you my Myrmidons;
Mark what I say. Attend me where I wheel;

Strike not a stroke, but keep yourselves 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 proceedings eye.
It is decreed Hector the great must die. Exeunt

Enter MENELAUS and PARIS, fighting; then THERSITES
THERSITES. The cuckold and the cuckold-maker are at it. Now, bull!

now, dog! 'Loo, Paris, 'loo! now my double-horn'd Spartan! 'loo,
Paris, 'loo! The bull has the game. Ware horns, ho!

Exeunt PARIS and MENELAUS
Enter MARGARELON

MARGARELON. Turn, slave, and fight.
THERSITES. What art thou?

MARGARELON. A bastard son of Priam's.
THERSITES. 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

judgment. Farewell, bastard.
Exit

MARGARELON. The devil take thee, coward! Exit
ACT V. SCENE 8.

Another part of the plain
Enter HECTOR

HECTOR. Most putrified core so fair without,
Thy goodlyarmour thus hath cost thy life.

Now is my day's work done; I'll take good breath:
Rest, sword; thou hast thy fill of blood and death!

[Disarms]
Enter ACHILLES and his Myrmidons

ACHILLES. Look, Hector, how the sun begins to set;
How ugly night comes breathing at his heels;

Even with the vail and dark'ning of the sun,
To close the day up, Hector's life is done.

HECTOR. I am unarm'd; forego this vantage, Greek.
ACHILLES. Strike, fellows, strike; this is the man I seek.

[HECTOR falls]
So, Ilion, fall thou next! Come, Troy, sink down;

Here lies thy heart, thy sinews, and thy bone.
On, Myrmidons, and cry you an amain

'Achilles hath the mighty Hector slain.'
[A retreat sounded]

Hark! a retire upon our Grecian part.
MYRMIDON. The Troyan trumpets sound the like, my lord.

ACHILLES. The dragon wing of night o'erspreads the earth
And, stickler-like, the armies separates.

My half-supp'd sword, that frankly would have fed,
Pleas'd with this dainty bait, thus goes to bed.

[Sheathes his sword]
Come, tie his body to my horse's tail;

Along the field I will the Troyan trail. Exeunt
ACT V. SCENE 9.

Another part of the plain
Sound retreat. Shout. Enter AGAMEMNON, AJAX, MENELAUS,

NESTOR, DIOMEDES, and the rest, marching
AGAMEMNON. Hark! hark! what shout is this?

NESTOR. Peace, drums!
SOLDIERS. [Within] Achilles! Achilles! Hector's slain. Achilles!

DIOMEDES. The bruit is Hector's slain, and by Achilles.
AJAX. If it be so, yet bragless let it be;

Great Hector was as good a man as he.
AGAMEMNON. March patiently along. Let one be sent

To pray Achilles see us at our tent.
If in his death the gods have us befriended;

Great Troy is ours, and our sharp wars are ended.
Exeunt

ACT V. SCENE 10.
Another part of the plain

Enter AENEAS, PARIS, ANTENOR, and DEIPHOBUS
AENEAS. Stand, ho! yet are we masters of the field.

Never go home; here starve we out the night.
Enter TROILUS

TROILUS. Hector is slain.
ALL. Hector! The gods forbid!

TROILUS. He's dead, and at the murderer's horse's tail,
In beastly sort, dragg'd through the shameful field.

Frown on, you heavens, effect your rage with speed.
Sit, gods, upon your thrones, and smile at Troy.

I say at once let your brief plagues be mercy,
And linger not our sure destructions on.

AENEAS. My lord, you do discomfort all the host.
TROILUS. You understand me not that tell me so.

I do not speak of flight, of fear of death,
But dare all imminence that gods and men

Address their dangers in. Hector is gone.
Who shall tell Priam so, or Hecuba?

Let him that will a screech-owl aye be call'd
Go in to Troy, and say there 'Hector's dead.'

There is a word will Priam turn to stone;
Make wells and Niobes of the maids and wives,

Cold statues of the youth; and, in a word,
Scare Troy out of itself. But, march away;

Hector is dead; there is no more to say.
Stay yet. You vile abominable tents,

Thus proudly pight upon our Phrygian plains,
Let Titan rise as early as he dare,

I'll through and through you. And, thou great-siz'd coward,
No space of earth shall sunder our two hates;

I'll haunt thee like a wickedconscience still,
That mouldeth goblins swift as frenzy's thoughts.

Strike a free march to Troy. With comfort go;
Hope of revenge shall hide our inward woe.

Enter PANDARUS
PANDARUS. But hear you, hear you!

TROILUS. Hence, broker-lackey. Ignominy and shame
Pursue thy life and live aye with thy name!

Exeunt all but PANDARUS


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