I'll heat his blood with Greekish wine tonight,

5.1.22872Which with my scimitar I'll cool tomorrow.

5.1.32873Patroclus, let us feast him to the height.

Here comes Thersites.

Here comes Thersites. How now, thou core of envy?

5.1.62876Thou crusty batch of nature, what's the news?

Why, thou picture of what thou seem'st, 2878and idol of idiot-worshippers, here's a letter for thee.

From whence, fragment?

Why, thou full dish of fool, from Troy.

Who keeps the tent now?

The surgeon's box or the patient's wound.

Well said, adversity, and what need these tricks?

Prithee, be silent, boy. I profit not by thy talk. 2885Thou art thought to be Achilles' male varlet.

Male varlet, you rogue? What's that?

Why, his masculine whore. Now the rotten 2888diseases of the south, guts-griping ruptures, catarrhs, 2889loads o'gravel i'th'back, lethargies, cold palsies, and 2890the like, take and take again such preposterous discoveries.2891

Why, thou damnable box of envy, thou, 2893what meanest thou to curse thus?

Do I curse thee?

Why, no, you ruinous butt, you whoreson 2896indistinguishable cur.

No? Why art thou then exasperate, thou idle, 2898immaterial skein of sleaved-silk; thou green sarsenet 2899flap for a sore eye; thou tassel of a prodigal's purse, thou? 2900Ah, how the poor world is pestered with such waterflies, 2901diminutives of nature.

Out, gall.

Finch-egg.

My sweet Patroclus, I am thwarted quite

5.1.232905From my great purpose in tomorrow's battle.

5.1.242906Here is a item="letter" letter from queen Hecuba,

5.1.252907A token from her daughter, my fair love,

5.1.262908Both taxing me and gaging me to keep

5.1.272909An oath that I have sworn. I will not break it.

5.1.282910Fall Greeks, fail fame, honor or go or stay,

5.1.292911My major vow lies here; this I'll obey. --

5.1.302912Come, come, Thersites, help to trim my tent.

5.1.312913This night in banqueting must all be spent. --

5.1.322914Away, Patroclus.

With too much blood and too little brain, these 2916two may run mad, but if with too much brain and too 2917little blood they do, I'll be a curer of madmen. Here's 2918Agamemnon, an honest fellow enough, and one that loves 2919quails, but he has not so much brain as earwax, and 2920the goodly transformation of Jupiter there, his brother, 2921the bull -- the primitive statue and oblique memorial of 2922cuckolds, a thrifty shoeing-horn in a chain, hanging at 2923his brother's leg -- to what form but that he is should 2924wit larded with malice and malice forced with wit turn 2925him to? To an ass were nothing; he is both ass and 2926ox. To an ox were nothing; he is both ox and ass. 2927To be a dog, a mule, a cat, a fitchew, a toad, a lizard, 2928an owl, a puttock, or a herring without a roe, 2929I would not care, but to be Menelaus, I would conspire 2930against destiny. Ask me not what I would be if I were 2931not Thersites, for I care not to be the louse of a lazar 2932so I were not Menelaus. -- Hey-day, spirits and fires.

We go wrong; we go wrong.

We go wrong; we go wrong. No, yonder 'tis --

5.1.35There, where we see the light.

There, where we see the light. I trouble you.

No, not a whit.

No, not a whit. Here comes himself to guide you.

Welcome, brave Hector; welcome, princes all.

So now, fair prince of Troy, I bid good night.

5.1.392943Ajax commands the guard to tend on you.

Thanks, and good night to the Greeks' general.

Good night, my lord.

Good night, my lord. Good night, sweet lord Menelaus.

Sweet draft. "Sweet" quotha? Sweet sink. 2948Sweet? Sure.

Good night and welcome, both at once, to those 2950that go or tarry.

Good night.

Old Nestor tarries, and you too, Diomed,

5.1.462953Keep Hector company an hour or two.

I cannot, lord. I have important business,

5.1.482955The tide whereof is now. -- Good night, great Hector.

Give me your hand.

[To Troilus] Follow his torch; he goes to Calchas' tent.

5.1.512958I'll keep you company.

I'll keep you company. [To Ulysses] Sweet sir, you honor me.

[To Diomed] And so, good night.

[To Diomed] And so, good night. Come, come, enter my tent.

[Aside] That same Diomed's a false-hearted rogue, a 2963most unjust knave; I will no more trust him when he 2964leers, than I will a serpent when he hisses. He will spend 2965his mouth and promise like Brabbler the hound, but when 2966he performs, astronomers foretell it, that it is prodigious; 2967there will come some change; the sun borrows 2968of the moon when Diomed keeps his word. I will rather 2969leave to see Hector than not to dog him. They say 2970he keeps a Trojan drab, and uses the traitor 2971Calchas his tent. I'll after.-- Nothing but lechery. All 2972incontinent varlets.