of Troylus and Cresseida.
35253304Sould: within. Achilles, Achilles,
Hectors
slaine
Achilles.
35263305Dio. The bruite is
Hectors slaine and by
Achilles.
35273306Aiax. If it be
so yet bragle
sse let it bee,
35283307Great
Hector was as good a man as he.
35293308Aga. March patiently along: let one bee
sent,
35303309To pray
Achilles see vs at our tent
: 35313310If in his death the Gods haue vs befriended.
35323311Great Troy is ours, and our
sharpe wars are ended.
Exeunt. 35343312Enter AEneas, Paris, Antenor, Diephobus. 35353313AEne. Stand ho
? yet are we ma
sters of the
field,
35363315Troy. Neuer goe home, here
starue we out the night,
35403318Troy. Hee's dead and at the murtherers hor
ses taile,
35413319In be
stly
sort dragd through the
shamefull
field:
35423320Frowne on you heauens, e
ffe
ct your rage with
speed,
35433321Sit gods vpon your thrones, and
smile at Troy.
35443322I
say at once, let your breefe plagues be mercy,
35453323And linger not our
sure de
stru
ctions on.
35463324AEne. My Lord you doe di
scomfort all the ho
st.
35473325Troy. You vnder
stand me not that tell me
so,
35483326I do not
speake of
flight, of feare of death
35493327But dare all immynence that gods and men
35503328Addre
sse their daungers in.
Hector is gone:
35513329Who
shall tell
Priam so or
Hecuba? 35523330Let him that will a
scrich-ould aye be call'd,
35533331Goe into Troy and
say their
Hectors dead,
35543332There is a word will
Priam turne to
stone,
35553333Make wells and
Niobe's of the maides and wiues
: 35563334Could
statues of the youth and in a word,
35573335Scarre Troy out of it
selfe, there is no more to
say,
35593336Stay yet you proud abhominable tents:
35603337Thus proudly pitcht vpon our Phrigian plaines,
35613338Let
Tytan ri
se as earely as he dare,
35623339Ile through, and through you, and thou great
siz'd coward,
35633340No
space of earth
shall
sunder our two hates:
M Ile