Troilus and Cressida (Quarto 1, 1609)
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Enter Hector.
¶Thy goodly armor thus hath cost thy life;
¶Now is my daies worke done ile take my breth:
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Enter Achilles and Myrmidons.
¶How ougly night comes breathing at his heeles
¶Euen with the vaile and darkning of the Sunne,
3505To close the day vp, Hectors life is done.
¶Hect. I am vnarm'd forgoe this vantage Greeke.
¶So Illion fall thou next, come Troy sinke downe,
¶Here lies thy heart, thy sinnewes and thy bone.
3510On Myrmydons, and cry you all amaine,
¶Harke a retire vpon our Grecian prat.
¶Pleas'd with this dainty baite: thus goes to bed:
¶Come tie his body to my horses taile,
¶Along the field I will the Troyan traile.
Exeunt:
