well upon him, neice, look you how his fword is bloodied, and his helm more hack'd than Hector's, and how he looks, and how he goes! O admirable youth! he ne'er faw three and twenty. Go thy way, Troilus, go thy way; had I a fifter were a Grace 7 and a daughter a Goddefs, he fhould take his choice. O admirable man! Paris? Paris is dirt to him, and I warrant Helen to change would give money to boot. Enter common Soldiers. Cre. Here come more. Pan. Affes, fools, dolts, chaff and bran, chaff and bran; porridge after meat. I could live and die i'th' eyes of Troilus. Ne'er look, ne'er look; the eagles are gone; crows and daws, crows and daws. I had rather be fuch a man as Troilus, than Agamemnon and all Greece. Cre. There is among the Greeks Achilles, a better man than Troilus. Pan. Achilles? a dray-man, a porter, a very camel. Cre. Well, well, Pan. Well, well-why, have you any difcretion? have you any eyes? do you know what a man is? is not birth, beauty, good fhape, difcourfe, manhood, learning, gentleness, virtue, youth, liberality, and fo forth, the fpice and falt that feafons a man? Cre. Ay, a minc'd man, and then to be bak'd with no date in the pye, for then the man's date is out. Pan. You are fuch another woman, one knows not at what ward you lye. Cre. Upon my back, to defend my belly; upon my wit, to defend my wiles; upon my fecrefie, to defend mine honesty; my mask to defend my beauty, and you to defend all thefe: 'at all these wards I lye, 'and at` a thousand watches. 8 Pan. Say one of your watches. 9 Cre. Nay, I'll watch you for that, and that's one of 7 or 8 and at all 9 at of the chiefeft 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 fwell past hiding, and then it is paft watching. Pan. You are fuch another! Enter Boy. Boy. Sir, my Lord would inftantly fpeak with you. Pan. Where. Boy. At your own house, there he unarms him. Pan. Good boy, tell him I come; I doubt he be hurt. Fare ye well, good neice. Cre. Adieu, uncle. Pan. I'll be with you, neice, by and by. Cre. To bring, uncle Pan. Ay, a token from Troilus. Cre. By the fame token, you are a bawd. [Exit Pandaruss Words, vows, gifts, tears, and love's full facrifice, But more in Troilus thoufand-fold I fee, (a) By Content here is meant Capacity. [Exit. Agamemnon's Tent in the Grecian Camp. Trumpets. Enter Agamemnon, Neftor, Ulyffes, Diomedes, Menelaus, with others. Aga. PRINCES, What grief hath fet the jaundice on your cheeks? The ample propofition that hope makes In all defigns begun on earth below, Fails in the promis'd largenefs; checks and disasters As knots by the conflux of meeting fap That gave't furmised shape. Why then, you Princes, And think them fhame, which are, indeed, nought elfe To find perfiftive conftancy in men? In fortune's love; for there, the bold and coward, 1 for then, And And what hath mass or matter, by it felf 2 Neft. With due obfervance of thy 'godlike` feat, Thy latest words. In the reproof of chance Upon her patient breaft, making their way But let the ruffian Boreas once enrage The ftrong-ribb'd bark thro' liquid mountains cuts, Ulyf. Agamemnon, Thou great commander, nerve and bone of Greece, In whom the tempers and the minds of all Befides th' applause and approbation The which, moft mighty for thy place and fway, [To Agam. And thou, most rev'rend for thy ftretcht-out life, [To Neft. I give to both your fpeeches, which were fuch B 3 As (a) It is faid of the Tyger, that in forms and high winds he rages and roars moft furiously. 2 goodly... old edit. Theob, emend. 3 Returns As Agamemnon and the hand of Greece Ulyf. Troy, yet upon her bafis, had been down, The specialty of rule hath been neglected; Infifture, courfe, proportion, feafon, form, What plagues, and what portents, what mutiny! Commotion in the winds! frights, changes, horrors, The |