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Ther. You scurvy lord !

their toes,--yoke you like draft oxen, and make Ajax. You cur!

[Beating him. you plough up the war. Ther. Mars his ideot! do, rudeness; do, camel;

Achil. What, what? do, do.

Ther. Yes, good sooth; To, Achilles ! to, Ajax! Enter Achilles, and Patroclus.

5 to! Achil. Why, how now, Ajax ? wherefore do

Ajar. I shall cut out your tongue.

Ther. "Tis no matter; I shall speak as much as How now, Thersites? what's the matter, mans

thou afterwards. Ther. You see hiin there, do you?

Patr. No more words, Thersites; peace. Achil. 'Ay; What's the matter?

101 Ther. I will hold my peace when Achilles' Ther. Nay, look upon him.

brach bids me', shall I? Achil. So I do ; What's the matter?

Achil. There's for you, Patroclus. Ther. Nay, but regard him well.

Ther. I'will see you hang'd, like clodpoles, ere Achil. Well, why I do so.

I come any more to your tents; I will keep where Ther. But yet you look not well upon him: for, 15 there is wit stirring, and leave the faction of fools. whosoever you take him to be, he is Ajax.

[Exit. Achil. I know that, fool.

Patr. A good riddance. Ther. Ay, but that fool knows not himself.

Achil. Marry this, sir, is proclaim'd through Ajux. Therefore I beat thee.

all our host : Ther. Lo, lo, lo, lo, w hat modicums of wit he20 That Hector, by the fifth hour of the sun, utters! his evasions have ears thus long. I have Will, with a trumpet, 'twixt our tents and Troy, bobb’d his brain, more than he has beat my bones :

To-niorrow morning call some knight to arms, I will buy nine sparrows for a penny, and his pia

That hath a stomach; and such a one, that dare mater is not worth the ninth part of a sparrow.

Maintain-I know not what; 'tis trash: Farewell. This lord, Achilles, Ajax,—who wears his wit in 25 Ajar. Farewell. Who shall answer hiin? his belly, and his guts in his head, I'll tell you schil. I know not, it is put to lottery; otherwise, what I say of bim.

He knew his man. Achil. What?

Ajax. O, meaning you :-I'll go learn more Ther. I say, this Ajax

of it.

Excunt. Achil. Nay, good Ajax. [4jar offers to strike him, Achilles interposes.

SCENE II. Ther. Has not so much wit

TROY. Achil. Nay, I must hold you.

Priam's Palace. Ther. As will stop the eye of Helen's needle, Enter Priam, Hector, Troilus, Paris,and Helenus.. for whom he coines to tighit.


Pri. After so many hours, lives, speeches spent, Achil. Peace, fool!

Thus once again says Nestor from the Greeks; Ther. I would have peace and quietness, but Delirer Ileleni; and all damage else the fool will not: he there; that he; look you is honour, loss of time, travel, expence, there.

l'ounds, friends, and what else dear that is consum'd Ajax. O thou damn'd cur! I shall

10 In hot digestion of this cormorant war,Achil. Will you set your wit to a fool's ? Shall be struck of: -Hector, what say you to't.

Ther. No, I warrant you; for a fool's will Hect. Though no man lesser fears the Grecks sbame it.

than I, Patr. Good words, Thersites.

As far as touchith my particular, yet Achil. What's the quarrel ?

+5 Dread Priam, Ajax. I bade the vile owlgo learn me the tenour There is no lady of more softer bowels, of the proclamation ; and he rails upon ine. More spungy to suck in the sense of fear, Ther. I serve thee not.

More ready to cry out—Who knows what follows: Ajax. Well, go to, go to.

Than Hecior is: The wound of peace is surety, Ther. I serve here voluntary.

150 Surety secure; but modest doubt is callid Achil. Your last service was sufferance, 'twas The beacon of the wise, the tent that searches not voluntary; no manis beaten voluntary: Ajax To the bottoni of the worst. Let Helen ĝo: was here the voluntary, and you as under an im- Since the first sword was drawnabout this question, press.

Every tithe soul, 'mongst many thousand dismes', Ther. Even so?- great deal of your wit too 55 Hath been as dear as Mielen; I mean, of ours: Jies in your sinews, or else there be liars. Hector If we have lost so many tenths of ours, shall have a great catch, if he knock out either To guard a thing not ours; not worth to us, of your brains ; 'a were as good crack a fusty nut Had it our name, the value of one ten; with no kernel.

What merit's in that reason, which denies Achil. What, with me too, Thersites? 60 The yielding of her up? Ther. There's Ulysses and old Nestor,—whose Troi. Fie, fie, my brother! wit was inouldy ere your grandsires had nails on Weigh you the worth and honour of a king, · He calls Patroclus, in contempt, Achilles' dog. : Disme, Fr. is the tithe, the teath,


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So great as our dread father, in a scale

If you'll avouch, 'twas wisdom Paris went, Of common ounces? will you with counters sum As you must needs, for you all cry'd-Go, go!) The past-proportion of his intinite?

If you'll confess, he brought home noble pr. e, And buckle-in a waist most fathomless,

KAs you must needs, foryou all clapp'd your hands, With spans and inches so diminutive

5 And cry'da-Inestimable !) why do you now As fears and reasons ? fie, for godly shame! (sons, The issue of your proper wisdoms rate; Hel. No marvel, though you bite so sharp at rea

And do a deed that fortune never did, You are so empty of them. Should not our father Beggar the estimation which you priz'd Bear the great sway of his affairs with reasons, Richer than sea and land ? otheft most base; Because your speech hath none, that tells him so : 10 That we have stolen what we do fear to keep Troi. You are for dreams and slumbers, brother But, thieves, unworthy of a thing so stolen, priest,

[reasons : That in their country did them that disgrace, You fur your gloves with reason. Here are your We fear to warrant in our native place! You know, an enemy intends you harm;

Cas. [within.] Cry, Trojans, cry!
You know, a sword employ'd is perilous, 15 Pri. What noise? what shriek' is this ?
And reason flies the object of all harm :

Troi. 'Tis our mad sister, I do know her voice. Who marvels then, when Helenus beholds

Cas. [within.] Cry, Trojans ! A Grecian and his sword, if he do set

Hect. It is Cassandra. The very wings of reason to his heels;

Enter Cassandra, raring. And fly like chidden Mercury from Jove, 20 Cas. Cry, Trojans, cry! lend me ten thousand Or like a star dis-orb'd :--Nay, ifwe talk of reason, And I will till then with prophetic tears. (eyes, Let'sshutourgates,andsleep: Manhoodandhonour Hect. Peace, sister, peace.

[elders, Should have hare hearts, would they but fat their Cas. Virgins and boys, mid-age and wrinkled thoughts

Soft infancy, that nothing canst but cry, With this cramm'd reason: reason and respect 25 Add to my clamours! let us pay betimes Make livers pale, and lustyhood deject. (cost A moiety of that mass of moan to come.

Hect. Brother, she is not worth what she doth Cry, Trojans, cry! practise your eyes with tears !
The holding.

Troy must not be, nor goodly Ilion stand ;
Troi. What is aught, but as 'tis valu'd ? Our fire-brand brother, Paris, burns us all.

Hect. But value dwells not in particular will; 30 Cry, Trojans, cry! a Helen, and a woe:
It holds his estimate and dignity

Cry, cry! Troy burns, or else let Helen go.[Exit. As well wherein 'tis precious of itself,

flect. Now, youthful Troilus, do not these high As in the prizer : 'tis mad idolatry,

strains To make the service greater than the god; Of divination in our sister work And the will dotes, that is inclinable

35 some touches of remorse? or is your blood To what infectiously itself affects,

So madly hot, that no discourse of reason, Without some image of the affected merit. Nor fear of bad success in a bad cause, Troi. I take to-day a wife, and my

election Can qualify the same? Is led on in the conduct of my will;

Troi. Why, brother Hector, My will enkindled by mine eyes and ears, 40 We may not think the justness of each act Two traded pilots 'twixt the dangerous shores Such and no other than event doth form it; Of will and judgement; How may I avoid, Nor once deject the courage of our minds, Although my will distaste what it elected, Because Cassandra's mad; her brain-sick ruptures The wite I chose ? There can be no evasion Cannot distaste' the goodness of a quarrel, Toblench from this, and to stand firm by honour: 45 Which hath our several honours all engag'd We turn not back the silks upon the merchant, To make it gracious. For my private part, When we have soil'd them; nor the remainder I am no more touch'd than all Priam's sons : viands

And Jove forbid, there should be done amongst us We do not throw in unrespective sieve?, Such things as would offend the weakest splecn Because we now are full. It was thought meet, 50 To fight for and maintain ! Paris should do some vengeance on the Greeks: Par. Else might the world convince of levity Your breath of full consent belly'd his sails ; As well my undertakings, as your counsels: The seas and winds (old wranglers) took a truce,

But I attest the gods, your full consent And did him service: he touch'd the ports desir' d; Gave wings to my propension, and cut off And, for an old aunt, whom the Greeks held 55 All fears attending on so dire a faroject. captive,

[freshness For what, alas, can these my single arms? He brought a Grecian queen, whose youth and What propugnation is in one man's valour, Wrinkles Apollo's, and niakes pale the morning. To stand the push and enmity of those Why keep we her? The Grecians keep our aunt: This quarrel would excite? Yet, I protest, Is she worth keeping? Why, she is a pearl, 60 Were I alone to pass the difficulties, Whose price hath launch’dabove a thousand ships, And had as ample power as I have will

, And turn'd crown'd kings to merchants. Paris should ne'er retract what he hath done,

The meaning is, that greatness to which no measure bears any proportion. · That is, into a common voider. 1. e, corrupt; change to a worse state. 3 K 2



Nor faint in the pursuit.

And fame, in time to come, canonize us : Pri. Paris, you speak

For, I presume, brave Hector would not lose Like one Lesoited on your sweet delights: So rich advantage of a promis'd glory, You have the honey still, but these the gall; As smiles upon the forehead of this action, So to be valiant, is no praise at all.

5 For the wide world's revenue. Par. Sir, I propose not merely to myself

Hect. I am yours,
The pleasures such a beauty brings with it ; You valiant offspring of great Priamus.-
But I would have the soil of her fair rape

I have a roisting challenge sent amongst
Wip'd off, in honourable keeping her.

The dull and factious nobles of the Greeks, What treason were it to the ransack'd queen, 10 Will strike amazement to their drowsy spirits: Disgrace to your great worths, and shame to me, I was advertis’d, their great general slept, Now to deliver her possession up,

Whilst ' emulation in the army crept; On terms of base compulsion? Can it be, This, I presume, will wake him. [Ereunte That so degenerate a strain as this, Should once set footing in your generous bosoms : 15

SCENE III. There's not the meanest spirit on our party,

The Grecian Camp. Without a heart to dare, or sword to draw,

Achilles' Tent. When Ilelen is defended; nor none so noble,

Enter Thersites. Whose life were ill bestow'd, or death unfain'd, How now', Thersites? what, lost in the labyrinth Where Helen is the subject : then, I say, 20 of thy furyShall the elephant Ajax carry it thus! Well may we fight for her, whom, we know well, He beats me, and I rail at hiin: 0 worthy satisThe world's large spaces cannot parallel. faction ! 'would it were otherwise, that I could

Hect. Paris,and Troilus,you have both said well; beat him, whilst he rail'd at me: 'Sfoot, I 'll learn And on the cause and question now in hand to conjure and raise devils, but I'll see some issue Have gloz’d, but superficially; not much 25 of my spiteful execrations. Then there's Achilles, Unlike young men, whom Aristotle thought -a rare engineer. If Troy be not taken 'till these Unfit to hear moral philosophy:

two undermine it, the walls will stand 'till they The reasons you alledge, do more conduce fall of themselves. () thou great thunder-darter To the hot passion of distemper'd blood, of Olympus, forget that thou art Jove the king of Than to make up a free determination 30 gods; and, Mercury, lose all the serpentine craft "Twixt right and wrong; Forpleasure and revenge, of thy Caduceus ; if ye take not that little little Have ears more deaf than adders to the voice less-than-little wit from them that they have! Of any true decision. Nature ctaves,

which short-arm'd ignorance itself knows is so All dues be render'd to their owners; Now abundant scarce, it will not in circumvention deliWhat nearer debt in all humanity,

|35 ver a fly from a spider, without drawing the massy Than wife is to the husband ? If this law iron “, and cutting the web. After this, the vengeOf nature be corrupted through aftection; ance on the whole camp! or, rather, the boneAnd that great minds, of partial indulgence Jache! for that, methinks, is the curse dependent To their benummed' wills, resist the same; on those that war for a placket. I have said my There is a law in each well-order'd nation, 140

prayers; and devil envy, say Amen. What, ho! To curb those raging appetites that are

my lord Achilles ! Most disobedient and refractory. :

Enter Patroclus. If Helen then be wife to Sparta's king,

Patr. Who'sthere? Thersites? Good Thersitesi As it is known she is, -these moral laws

come in and rail. Of nature, and of nations, speak aloud

45 Ther. If I could have remember'd a gilt counTo have her back return'd: Thus to persist terfeit, thou would'st not have slipped out of niy In doing wrong, extenuates not wrong,

contemplation : but it is no matter, Thyself upon But inakes it much more heavy. Hector's opinion thyself! The common curse of mankind, folly and Is this, in way of truth: yet, ne'ertheless, ignorance, bethine in great revenue! heaven bless My sprightly brethren, I propend to you 50 thee from a tutor, and discipline come not near In resolution to keep Helen still;

thee! Let thy blood be thy direction 'till thy For 'tis a cause that hath no mean dependence death! then if she that lays thee out, says-thou Upon our joint and several dignities. [sign: art a fair corse, I'll be sworn and sworn upon't,

Troi. Why, there you touch'd the life of our de she never shrouded any but lazars. Amen. Were it not glory that we more affected 155 Where's Achilles ? Than the performance of our heaving spleens?, Patr. What, art thou devout? wast thou in I would not wish a drop of Trojan blood

Spent more in her defence. But, worthy Hector, Ther. Ay; The heavens hear me !
She is a theme of honour and renown;

Enter Achilles.
A spur to valiant and magnanimous deeds ; 60 Achil. Who's there!
Whose present courage may beat dow'n our foes, Patr. Thersites, iny lord.

'i. e. inflexible, immoveable. envy, factious contention.

2 i. e. the execution of spite and resentment, That is, without druwing their swords to cut the web.

That is, Achil. Where, where?

-Art thou coinc? Ulyss. No; you sce, he is his argument, that has Why, my cheese, my digestion, why hast thou not his argument; Achilles. serv'd thyself in to my table so many meals: Nest. All the better; their fraction is more our Come, what's Agamemnon?

wish, than their faction: But it was a strong comTher. Thy commander, Achilles ;–Then tell 5 posure, a fool could disunite. me, Patroclus, what's Achilles ?

Ulyss. The ainity, that wisdom knits not, folly Patr. Thy lord, Thersites; Then tell me, I jmay easily untye. Here comes Patroclus. pray thee, what's thyself?

Re-enter Patroclus. Ther. Thy knower, Patroclus; Then tell me, Nest. No Achilles with him. Patroclus, what art thou ?

10 Ulyss. The elephant hath joints, but none for Putr. Thou may'st tell, that know'st.

courtesy; Achil. O, tell, tell.

His legs are for necessity, not for flexure. Ther. I'll decline the whole question'. Aga- Patr. Achilles bids me say—he is much sorry, memnon commands Achilles; Achilles is my lordd;)

If any thing more than your sport and pleasure I am Patroclus' knower; and Patroclus is a fool.15 Did move your greatness, and this noble state , Patr. You rascal!

To call on him; he hopes, it is no other, Ther. Peace, fool; I have not done. [sites. But, for your health and your digestion sake, Achil. He is a privileg'd man.- Proceed, Ther- An after-dinner's breath.

Ther. Agamemnon is a fool; Achilles is a fool; Agam. Hear you, Patroclus ;Thersites is a fool; and, as aforesaid, Patroclus is 20 We are too well'acquainted with these answers: a fool.

But his evasion, wing'd thus swift with scorn, Achil. Derive this; come.

Cannot out-fly our apprehensions. Ther. Agamemnon is a fool, to offer to com- Much attribute he hath; and much the reason mand Achilles; Achilles is a fool to be commanded Why we ascribe it to him: yet all his virtues,of Agamemnon; Thersites is a fool, to serve such 25 Not virtuously on his own part beheld, a fool; and Patroclus is a fool positive.

Do, in our eyes, begin to lose their gloss; Patr. Why am I a fool?

Yea, like fair fruit in an unwholesome dish, Ther. Make that demand of the prover. It Are like to rot untasted. Go and tell him, suffices me, thou art. Look you, who comes here: We come to speak to him: And you shall not sin, Enter Agamemnon, Ulysses, Nestor, Diomedes, 30 If you do say —we think hiin over-proud, and Ajar.

And under-honest in self-assumption greater, Achil. Patroclus, I'll speak with no body:- Than in the note of judgement; and worthier than Coine in with me, Thersites.


himself, Ther. Here is such patchery, such juggling, and Here tend the savage strangeness he puts on; such kinavery! all the argument is-a cuckold, 35 Disguise the holy strength of their command, and a whore; A good quarrel, to draw emulous And under-write* in an observing kind factions, and bleed to death upon. Now the dry His huniorous predominance; yea, watch serpigo on the subject! and war, and lechery, Nis pettish lunes, his ebbs, his flows, as if contound all!

[Erit. The passage and whole carriage of this action Agam. Where is Achilles ?

40 Rode on his tide. Go, tell him this; and add, Patr. Within his tent; but ill-dispos'd, my lord. l'hat, if he over-hold his price so much,

Agam. Let it be known to him, that we are here. We'll none of him; but let him, like an engine
He shent’ our messengers; and we lay by Not portable, lie under this report
Our appertainments, visiting of him:

Bring action hither, this cannot go to war:
Let him be told so; lest, perchance, he think 45 A stirring dwarf we do allowance give
We dare not move the question of our place, Before a sleeping giant:–Tell him so.
Or know not what we are.

Patr. I shall; and bring his answer presently: Patr. I shall so say to him. [Erit.

[Exit. Ulyss. We saw him at the opening of his tent; Agam. In second voice we'll not be satisfied, He is not sick.

50 We come to speak with him.--Ulysses, enter you. Ajar. Yes, lion-sick, sick of a proud heart :

[Erit Ulysses. you may call it melancholy, if you will favour the Ajar. What is he more than another? man; but, by my head, 'tis pride: But why, why: Agam. No more than what he thinks he is. let him shew us a cause.--A word, my lord. Ajax. Is he so much? Do you not think, he

[To Agamemnon.l55 thinks himself Nest. What moves Ajax thus to bay at him? A better man than I? Ulyss. Achilles hath inveigled his fool from him. Agam. No question, Nest. Who? Thersites?

Ajax. Will you subscribe his thought, and say, Ulyss. He.

he is

[valiant, Nest. Then will Ajax lack matter, if he have 60 Agam. No, noble Ajax; you are as strong, as lost his argument.

As wise, and no less noble; much more gentle,


'j. e. I will deduce the question from the first case to the last. the stately train of attending nobles whom you bring with you. obey. Allorcunce is approbation.

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i. e. rebuked, rated.

3i..e. To subscribe, in Shakspeare, is to


And altogether more tractable.

ll'll pash him o'er the face. Ajar. Why should a man be proud

Agam. O, no, you shall not go.
How doth pride grow? I know not what pride is. Ajar. An he be proud with me, I'll pheeze
Agam. Your mind's the clearer, Ajax, and your

his pride :-
5 Let me go to him.

The fairer. He that's proud, eats up himself: Ulyss. Not for the worth that hangs upon our
Pride is his own glass, his own trumpet, his Ajar. A paltry insolent fellow,-
Own chronicle: and whate'er praises itself

Nest. How he describes himself! [Aside. But in the deed, devours the deed i' the praise. Ajax. Can he not be sociable?

Ajax. I do hate a proud man, as I hate the en-10 C lyss. The raven chides blackness. [Aside. gendering of toads.

Ajar. I'll let his humours blood. Nest. Aside.) And yet he loves himself; Is Agam. He will be the physician, that should it not strange?

be the patient.

[ Aside. Re-enter Ulysses.

Ajar. An all inen were o' my mind,Ulyss. Achilles will not to the field to-morrow. 15 Ulyss. Wit would be out of fashion. [Aside, Agam. What's his excuse?

Ajar. He should not bear it so, Ulyss. He doth rely on none;

Lleshouldeatswords first: Shall pride carry it? But carries on the stream of his dispose,

Nest. An 'twould, you'd carry half. Aside. Without observance or respect of any,

Ulyss. He would have ten shares. Aside. In will peculiar and in self-admission.

20 Ajax. I will knead him, I'll make bim supple:Agam. Why will be not, upon our fair request, Nest. He's not yet thorough warın : force hiin Untent his person, and share the air with us?

with praises:

(Aside. Ulyss. Things small as nothing, for request's Pour in, pour in; his ambition is dry. sake only,

Ulys. Mylord, you feed too much on this dislike. He makes important: Possesthe is with greatness ; 25

[To Agamemnon. And speaks not to himself, but with a pride Nest. Our noble general, do not do so. That quarrels at self breath : imagin'd worth Dio. You must prepare to fight without Achilles. Holds in his blood such swoln and hot discourse, Ulyss. Why, 'tis this naming of him does him That, 'twixt his mental and his active parts,

harm. Kingdom'd Achilles in commotion rages,

30 Here is a man- -But'tis before his face; And batters down himself: What should I say? I will be silent. He is so plaguy proud, that the death tokens of it Nest. Wherefore should you so ? Cry-No recovery.

He is not emulous, as Achilles is. Agam. Let Ajax go to him.

Ulyss. Know the whole world, he is as valiant. Dear lord, go you and greet him in his tent: 35 Ajax. A whoreson dog, that shall palter thus 'Tis said he holds you well; and will be led,

with us! At your request, a little from himself.

Would, he were a Trojan !
Ülyss. O' Agamemnon, let it not be so ! Nest. What a vice were it in Ajax now-
We'll consecrate the steps that Ajax makes, Ulyss. If he were proud?.
When they go from Achilles: Shall the proudlord, 40 Diom. Or covetons of praise ?
That bastes his arrogance with his own seama; Ulyss. Ay, or surly borne?
And never suffers matter of the world

Diom. Or strange, or self-affected?
Enter his thoughts,--save such as do revolve Ulyss. Thank the heavens, lord, thou art of
And ruminate himself,-shall he be worshipp'd

sweet composure; Of that we hold an idol more than he? 45 Praise him that got thee, she that gave thce sucks No, this thrice-worthy and right-valiant lord Fam'd be thy tutor: and thy parts of nature Must not so stale his palm, nobly acquir'd; Thrice-fam'd, beyond all erudition : Nor, by my will, assubjugate his merit, But he that disciplin'd thy arms to fight, As amply titled as Achilles is,

Let Mars divide eternity in twain, By going to Achilles :

50 And give him half: and, for thy vigour, That were to enlard his fat-already pride; Bull-bearing Milo his addition yield And add more coals to Cancer, when he buruis To sinewy Ajax. I will not praise thy wisdom, With entertaining great Hyperion.

Which, like a bourn', a pale, a shore, contines This lord go to him! Jupiter forbid;

Thy spacious and dilated parts: Here's Nestor,And say in thunder-Achilles, go to h'm. 155 Instructed by the antiquary times, Nest. O, this is well: he rubs the vein of hin. He must, he is, he cannot but be wise ;

[Aside. But pardon, father Nestor, were your days, Dio. And how his silence drinks up this applause ! As green as Ajax, and your brain so temper'd,

1 Aside. You should not have the eminence of him, go to him, with my armed fist 160 But be as Ajax. * Alluding to the decisive spots appearing on those infected by the plague,

* Scam is grease. • To pheeze is to cowbor curry. *i, e. stuff him with praises (from farcir, Fr.).

A bourn is a boundary, and sometimes a rivulet dividing one place from another.

Ajar. If I


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