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Achil. Nay, I must hold you.
Ther. As will stop the eye of Helen's needle, for whom he comes to fight.
Achil. Peace, fool!
Ther. I would have peace and quietness, but the fool will not: he there; that he; look you there.
Ajar. O thou damn'd cur; I shall-
Ajar. I bade the vile owl, go learn me the tenor of the proclamation, and he rails upon me,
Ther. I serve thee not.
Achil. Your last service was sufferance, 'twas not voluntary; no man is beaten voluntary; Ajax was here the voluntary, and you as under an impress.
Ther. Even so ;-a great deal of your wit too lies in your sinews, or else there be liars. Hector shall have a great catch, if he knock out either of your brains; 'a 'were as good crack a fusty nut with no kernel.
Achil. What, with me too, Thersites?
Ther. There's Ulysses, and old Nestor,—whose wit was mouldy ere your grandsires had nails on their toes,-yoke you like draught oxen, and make you plough up the wars.
Achil. What, what?
Ther. Yes, good sooth ; To, Achilles ! to, Ajax!.to! Ajax. I shall cut out your tongue.
Ther. 'Tis no matter; I shall speak as much as thou, afterwards.
Patr. No more words, Thersites; peace.
Ther. I will hold my peace when Achilles' brach", bids me, shall I ?
Achil. There's for you, Patroclus.
Ther. I will see you hang'd, like clotpoles, ere I come any more to your tents; I will keep where there is wit stirring, and leave the faction of fools. [Erit.
Patr. A good riddance.
That Hector, by the first hour of the sun,
Ajar. Farewell. Who shall answer him?
Achil. I know not, it is put to lottery; otherwise, He knew his man, Ajax. 0, meaning you: I'll go learn more of it.
Troy. A Room in Priam's Palace.
Enter PRIAN, HECTOR, TROILUS, PARIS, and
Pri. After so many hours, lives, speeches spent, Thus once again says Nestor from the Greeks; Deliver Helen, and all damage elseAs honour, loss of time, travel, expence, Wounds, friends, and what else dear that is consumid In hot digestion of this cormorant war, Shall be struck off :-Hector, what say you to't?
Hect. Though no man lesser fears the Greeks than 1, As far as toucheth my particular, yet, Dread Priam, There is no lady of more softer bowels, More spungy to suck in the sense of fear, More ready to cry out—Who knows what follows ? Than Hector is : The wound of peace is surety, Surety secure; but modest doubt is call’d The beacon of the wise, the tent that searches To the bottom of the worst. Let Helen go: Since the first sword was drawn about this question, Every tithe soul, 'mongst many thousand dismes 18, Hath been as dear as Helen; I mean, of ours: If we have lost so many tenths of ours, To guard a thing not ours; not worth to us, Had it our name, the value of one ten;
What merit's in that reason, which denies
Fie, fie, my brother!
Hel. No marvel, though you bite so sharp at reasons, You are so empty of them. Should not our father Bear the great sway of his affairs with reasons, Because your speech hath none, that tells him so ? Tro. You are for dreams and slumbers, brother
priest, You fur your gloves with reason. Here are your
You know, an enemy intends you harm;
Hect. Brother, she is not worth what she doth cost The holding.
Tro. What is aught, but as 'tis valued?
Hect. But value dwells not in particular will;
Tro. I take to-day a wife, and my election
will; My will enkindled by mine eyes
the merchant, When we have soil'd them; nor the remainder viands We do not throw in unrespective sieve, Because we now are full. It was thought meet, Paris should do some vengeance on the Greeks: Your breath with full consent belly'd his sails; The seas and winds (old wranglers) took a truce, And did him service: he touch'd the ports desir'd; And, for an old aunt, whom the Greeks held captive, He brought a Grecian queen, whose youth and fresh