Nest. Our general doth salute you with a kiss. Ulyss. Yet is the kindness but particular; 'Twere better she were kiss'd in general. Nest. And very courtly counsel: I'll begin.So much for Nestor. Achil. I'll take that winter from your lips, fair lady: Achilles bids you welcome. Men. I had good argument for kissing once. Patr. But that's no argument for kissing now: 400 For thus popp'd Paris in his hardiment; And parted thus you and your argument. Ulyss. O deadly gall, and theme of all our scorns ! For which we lose our heads, to gild his horns. Patr. The first was Menelaus' kiss ;—this, mine : Patroclus kisses you. Men. O, this is trim ! Patr. Paris, and I, kiss evermore for him. Men. I'll have my kiss, sir:Lady, by your leave. Cre. In kissing, do you render, or receive? Cre. I'll make my match to live, The kiss you take is better than you give : 410 Men. I'll give you boot, I'll give you three for one. Cre. You're an odd man; give even, or give none. Men. An odd man, lady? every man is odd. Cre. No, Paris is not; for, you know, 'tis true, That you are odd, and he is even with you. Men Men. You fillip me o' the head. 420 Cre. No, I'll be sworn. Ulyss. It were no match, your nail against his horn. May I, sweet lady, beg a kiss of you? Cre. You may. Ulyss. I do desire it. Cre. Why, beg then. Ulyss. Why then, for Venus' sake, give me a kiss, When Helen is a maid again, and his, Cre. I am your debtor, claim it when 'tis due. Ulyss. Never's my day, and then a kiss of you. 430 father. Dio. Lady, a word;-I'll bring you to your [DIOMED leads out CRESSIDA. Nest. A woman of quick sense. Ulyss. Fie, fie upon her! There's language in her eye, her cheek, her lip, All. The Trojan's trumpet! 440 [Trumpet within. Aga. Yonder comes the troop. Kiij Enter Enter HECTOR, ENEAS, TROILUS, &c. with Attendants. Ene. Hail, all the state of Greece! What shall be done to him That victory commands? Or do you purpose, Pursue each other; or shall they be divided Hector bade ask. Aga. Which way would Hector have it ? Ene. If not Achilles, sir, What is your name? Achil. If not Achilles, nothing. 450 Ene. Therefore Achilles: But, whate'er, know this ; In the extremity of great and little, Valour and pride excel themselves in Hector; The one almost as infinite as all, 460 The other blank as nothing. Weigh him well, Achil. A maiden battle then?—O, I perceive you. Re-enter DIOMED. Aga. Here is sir Diomed :-Go, gentle knight, Stand by our Ajax: as you and lord Æneas Consent upon the order of their fight, So be it; either to the uttermost, Or else a breath: the combatants being kin, 472 Aga. What Trojan is that same that looks so heavy? Ulyss. The youngest son of Priam, a true knight; Not yet mature, yet matchless; firm of word; 480 Speaking in deeds, and deedless in his tongue; 490 [Alarum. HECTOR and AJAX fight. Aga. Aga. They are in action. Nest. Now, Ajax, hold thine own! Troi. Hector, thou sleep'st, awake thee! Aga. His blows are well dispos'd :—there, Ajax! Dio. You must no more. [Trumpets cease. 500 Ene. Princes, enough, so please you. Ajax. I am not warm yet, let us fight again. Hect. Why then, will I no more :—— A gory emulation 'twixt us twain : Were thy commixtion Greek and Trojan so, That thou could'st say-This hand is Grecian all, 510 All Greek, and this all Troy; my mother's blood Bounds-in my father's; by Jove multipotent, Thou shouldst not bear from me a Greekish member sword had not impressure made Wherein my Ajax. I thank thee, Hector; 3 520 Thou |