31983004And. When was my Lord so much vngently temperd,

31993005To stop his eares against admonishment:

32003006Vnarme, vnarme, and do not fight to day.

32013007Hect. You traine me to offend you, get you in,

32023008By all the euerlasting gods Ile go.

32033009And. My dreames will sure prooue ominous to the day.

32043010Hect. No more I say.

32053012Cas. Where is my brothet Hector?

32063013And, Here sister, arm'd and bloody in intenr,

32073014Consort with me in lowd and deere petition,

32083015Pursue we him on knees: for I haue dreamt

32093016Of bloudy turbulence, and this whole night

32103017Hath nothing beene but shapes and formes of slaughter.

32113018Cass, O tis true.

32123019Hect. Ho? bid my trumpet sound.

32133020Cres. No notes of sallie for the heauens sweete brother.

32143021Hect. Begon I say, the gods haue heard me sweare.

32153022Cas. The gods are deafe to hotte and peeuish vowes,

32163023They are polluted offrings more abhord,

32173024Then spotted liuers in the sacrifice.

32183025And. O be perswaded, do not count it holy,

32223026It is the purpose that makes strong the vow,

32233027But vowes to euery purpose must not hold:

32243028Vnarme sweet Hector.

32253029Hect, Hold you still I say,

32263030Mine honor keepes the weather of my fate:

32273031Life euery man holds deere but the deere man,

32283032Holds honor farre more precious deere then life,

32303034How now yong man, meanest thou to fight to day.

32313035And. Cassandra call my father to perswade.Exit Cassan.

32333036Hect. No faith yong Troylus, doffe thy harnesse youth,

32343037I am to day ith' vaine of chiualrie,

32353038Let grow thy sinews till their knots be strong,

32363039And tempt not yet the brushes of the warre.

32373040Vnarme thee go, and doubt thou not braue boy,

L Ile

32383041Ile stand to day for thee and me and Troy.

32393042Troyl. Brother, you haue a vice of mercy in you,

32403043Which better fits a Lion then a man.

32413044Hector. What vice is that? good Troylus chide mee

3241.13045for it.

32423046Troyl. When many times the captiue Grecian falls,

32433047Euen in the fanne and winde of your faire sword,

32443048You bid them rise and liue.

32453049Hect. O tis faire play.

32463050Troyl. Fooles play by heauen Hector.

32473051Hect. How now? how now?

32483052Troyl. For th'loue of all the gods

32493053Lets leaue the Hermit Pitty with our Mother,

32503054And when we haue our armors buckled on,

32513055The venomd vengeance ride vpon our swords,

32523056Spur them to ruthfull worke, raine them from ruth.

32533057Hect. Fie sauage, fie.

32543058Troy. Hector then 'tis warres.

32553059Hect. Troylus I wouldnot haue you fight to day.

32563060Troyl. Who should with-hold me?

32573061Not fate, obedience, nor the hand of Mars,

32583062Beckning with fierie trunchion my retire,

32593063Not Priamus and Hecuba on knees,

32603064Their eyes ore-galled with recourse of teares,

32613065Nor you my brother, with your true sword drawne,

32623066Opposd to hinder me, should stop my way,

32653068Cass. Lay hold vpon him, Priam hold him fast,

32663069He is thy crutch: now if thou loose thy stay,

32673070Thou on him leaning, and all Troy on thee,

32683071Fall all together.

32693072Priam. Come Hector, come, go back,

32703073Thy wife hath dreamt, thy mother hath had visions,

32713074Cassandra doth foresee, and I my selfe,

32723075Am like a prophet suddenly enrapt,

32733076To tell thee that this day is ominous:

32743077Therefore come back.

32753078Hec. AEneas is afield,

32763079And I do stand, engagd to many Greekes,

32773080Euen in the faith of valour to appeare,

32783081This morning to them.

32793082Priam I but thou shalt not goe.

32803083Hec. I must not breake my faith,

32813084You know me dutifull, therefore deere sir,

32823085Let me not shame respect, but giue me leaue

32833086To take that course by your consent and voice,

32843087Which you do here forbid me royall Priam.

32853088Cass. O Priam yeeld not to him.

32863089And. Do not deere father.

32873090Hec. Andromache I am offended with you,

32883091Vpon the loue you beare me get you in. Exit Androm.

32903092Troy. This foolish dreaming superstitious girle,

32913093Makes all these bodements.

32923094Cas. O farewell deere Hector.

32933095Looke how thou dy'est looke how thy eye turnes pale.

32943096Looke how thy wounds do bleed at many vents,

32953097Harke how Troy roares, how Hecuba cries out,

32963098How poore Andromache shrils her dolours foorth,

32973099Behold, destruction, frenzie, and amazement,

32983100Like witlesse antiques one another meete,

32993101And all crie Hector, Hectors dead, O Hector.

33003102Troyl. Away, away.

33013103Cas. Farewell, yet soft:Hector I take my leaue,

33023104Thou do'st thy selfe and all our Troy deceaue?

33033105Hec. You are amaz'd my liege, at her exclaime,

33043106Goe in and cheere the towne,

3304.13107Weele forth and fight,

33053108Do deeds worth praise, and tell you them at night.

33063109Priam. Farewell, the gods with safetie stand about thee.

33083111Troyl. They are at it harke, proud Diomed beleeue.

33093112I come to loose my arme, or winne my sleeue.

L2 Pand.

33113114Pand. Do you heere my Lord, do you heere.

33123115Troyl. What now?

33133116Pand. Heer's a letter come from yond poore girle.

33143117Troy. Let me read,

33153118Pand. A whorson tisick, a whorson rascally tisick, so

33163119troubles me, and the foolish fortune of this girle, and what

33173120one thing, what another, that I shall leaue you one ath's

33183121dayes: and I haue a rheume in mine eyes too, and such an

33193122ache in my bones, that vnlesse a man were curst I cannot

33203123tell what to thinke on't. What sayes she there?

33223124Troy. Words, words, meere words, no matter frō the heart,

33243125Th'effect doth operate another way.

33253126Go winde to winde, there turne and change together:

33263127My loue with words and errors still she feedes,

33273128But edifies another with her deedes. Exeunt.