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mirable man ! Paris - Paris is dirt to him ; and, I warrant, Helen, to change, would give an eye to boot.
Forces pass over the stage.
Pan. Asses, fools, dolts ! chaff and bran, chaff and bran! porridge after meat! I could live and die i'the eyes of Troilus. Ne'er look, ne'er look; the eagles are gone; crows and daws, crows and daws! I had rather be such a man as Troilus, than Agamemnon and all Greece.
Cres. There is among the Greeks, Achilles ; a better man than Troilus.
Pan. Achilles? a drayman, a porter, a very camel. Cres. Well, well.
Pan. Well, well?- Why, have you any discretion? have you any eyes? Do you know what a man is ? Is not birth, beauty, good shape, discourse, manhood, learning, gentleness, virtue, youth, liberality, and such like, the spice and salt that season a man?
Cres. Ay, a minced man: and then to be baked with no date in the pye,- for then the man's date is out.
Pan. You are such a woman ! one knows not at what ward you lie.
Cres. Upon my back, to defend my belly ; upon my wit, to defend my wiles; upon my secrecy, to defend mine honesty; my mask, to defend my beauty; and you, to defend all these : and at all these wards I lie, at a thousand watches.
Pan. Say one of your watches.
Cres. Nay, I'll watch you for that ; and that's one of the chiefest of them too: if I cannot ward what I would not have hit, I can watch you for telling how I took the blow ; unless it swell past hiding, and then it is past watching. Pun. You are such another!
Enter TROILUS' Boy. Boy. Sir, my lord would instantly speak with you. Pan. Where? Boy. At your own house; there he unarms him.
Pan. Good boy, tell him I come : [Exit Boys] I doubt, he be hurt.-Fare ye well, good niece.
Cres. Adieu, uncle.
Therefore this maxim out of love I teach,
The Grecian Camp. Before Agamemnon's Teat. Trumpets. Enter AGAMEMNON, Nestor, ULYSSES,
MENELAUS, and Others. Agam. Princes, What grief hath set the jaundice on your cheeks ? The ample proposition, that hope makes In all designs begun on earth below, Fails in the promis'd largeness: checks and disasters Grow in the veins of actions highest rear'd; As knots, by the conflúx of meeting sap, Infect the sound pine, and divert his grain Tortive and errant from his course of growth. Nor, princes, is it matter new to us, That we come short of our suppose so far, That, after seven years' siege, yet Troy walls stand; Sith every
action that hath gone before, Whereof we have record, trial did draw Bias and thwart, not answering the aim, And that unbodied figure of the thought That gav't surmised shape. Why then, you princes, Do you with cheeks abash'd behold our works;
And think them shames, which are, indeed, nought
Nest. With due observance of thy godlike seat,
Ih storms of fortune: For, in her ray and brightness,
[To Agamemnon. And thou most reverend for thy stretch'd-out life,
[To Nestor 8 I give to both your speeches, - which were such, As Agamemnon and the hand of Greece Should hold up high in brass; and such again, As venerable Nestor, hatch'd in silver, Should with a bond of air (strong as the axletree On which heaven rides,) knit all the Greekish ears To his experienc'd tongue,-yet let it please both,Thou great, and wise,--to hear Ulysses speak. rigam. Speak, prince of Ithaca; and be't of less
expect That matter needless, of importless burden,