Array ( [TITLE] => The History of Troilus and Cressida [PERSONA] => Array ( [TITLE] => Introduction Actors [PERSONA] => Array ( [0] => PRIAM, king of Troy. [1] => MARGARELON, a bastard son of Priam. [2] => CALCHAS, a Trojan priest, taking part with the Greeks. [3] => PANDARUS, uncle to Cressida. [4] => AGAMEMNON, the Grecian general. [5] => MENELAUS, his brother. [6] => THERSITES, a deformed and scurrilous Grecian. [7] => ALEXANDER, servant to Cressida. [8] => Servant to Troilus. [9] => Servant to Paris. [10] => Servant to Diomedes. [11] => HELEN, wife to Menelaus. [12] => ANDROMACHE, wife to Hector. [13] => CASSANDRA, daughter to Priam, a prophetess. [14] => CRESSIDA, daughter to Calchas. [15] => Trojan and Greek Soldiers, and Attendants. ) [ACTORS] => Array ( [0] => Array ( [PERSONA] => Array ( [0] => HECTOR [1] => TROILUS [2] => PARIS [3] => DEIPHOBUS [4] => HELENUS ) [GRPDESCR] => his sons. ) [1] => Array ( [PERSONA] => Array ( [0] => AENEAS [1] => ANTENOR ) [GRPDESCR] => Trojan commanders. ) [2] => Array ( [PERSONA] => Array ( [0] => ACHILLES [1] => AJAX [2] => ULYSSES [3] => NESTOR [4] => DIOMEDES [5] => PATROCLUS ) [GRPDESCR] => Grecian princes. ) ) ) [SCNDESCR] => SCENE Troy, and the Grecian camp before it. [PLAYSUBT] => TROILUS AND CRESSIDA [PROLOGUE] => Array ( [TITLE] => PROLOGUE [SPEECH] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => Array ( ) [LINE] => Array ( [0] => In Troy, there lies the scene. From isles of Greece [1] => The princes orgulous, their high blood chafed, [2] => Have to the port of Athens sent their ships, [3] => Fraught with the ministers and instruments [4] => Of cruel war: sixty and nine, that wore [5] => Their crownets regal, from the Athenian bay [6] => Put forth toward Phrygia; and their vow is made [7] => To ransack Troy, within whose strong immures [8] => The ravish'd Helen, Menelaus' queen, [9] => With wanton Paris sleeps; and that's the quarrel. [10] => To Tenedos they come; [11] => And the deep-drawing barks do there disgorge [12] => Their warlike fraughtage: now on Dardan plains [13] => The fresh and yet unbruised Greeks do pitch [14] => Their brave pavilions: Priam's six-gated city, [15] => Dardan, and Tymbria, Helias, Chetas, Troien, [16] => And Antenorides, with massy staples [17] => And corresponsive and fulfilling bolts, [18] => Sperr up the sons of Troy. [19] => Now expectation, tickling skittish spirits, [20] => On one and other side, Trojan and Greek, [21] => Sets all on hazard: and hither am I come [22] => A prologue arm'd, but not in confidence [23] => Of author's pen or actor's voice, but suited [24] => In like conditions as our argument, [25] => To tell you, fair beholders, that our play [26] => Leaps o'er the vaunt and firstlings of those broils, [27] => Beginning in the middle, starting thence away [28] => To what may be digested in a play. [29] => Like or find fault; do as your pleasures are: [30] => Now good or bad, 'tis but the chance of war. ) ) ) [ACT] => Array ( [0] => Array ( [TITLE] => ACT I [SCENE] => Array ( [0] => Array ( [TITLE] => SCENE I. Troy. Before Priam's palace. [STAGEDIR] => Array ( [0] => Enter TROILUS armed, and PANDARUS [1] => Exit PANDARUS. An alarum [2] => Alarum. Enter AENEAS [3] => Alarum [4] => Exit Act ) [SPEECH] => Array ( [0] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => TROILUS [LINE] => Array ( [0] => Call here my varlet; I'll unarm again: [1] => Why should I war without the walls of Troy, [2] => That find such cruel battle here within? [3] => Each Trojan that is master of his heart, [4] => Let him to field; Troilus, alas! hath none. ) ) [1] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => PANDARUS [LINE] => Will this gear ne'er be mended? ) [2] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => TROILUS [LINE] => Array ( [0] => The Greeks are strong and skilful to their strength, [1] => Fierce to their skill and to their fierceness valiant; [2] => But I am weaker than a woman's tear, [3] => Tamer than sleep, fonder than ignorance, [4] => Less valiant than the virgin in the night [5] => And skilless as unpractised infancy. ) ) [3] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => PANDARUS [LINE] => Array ( [0] => Well, I have told you enough of this: for my part, [1] => I'll not meddle nor make no further. He that will [2] => have a cake out of the wheat must needs tarry the grinding. ) ) [4] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => TROILUS [LINE] => Have I not tarried? ) [5] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => PANDARUS [LINE] => Array ( [0] => Ay, the grinding; but you must tarry [1] => the bolting. ) ) [6] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => TROILUS [LINE] => Have I not tarried? ) [7] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => PANDARUS [LINE] => Ay, the bolting, but you must tarry the leavening. ) [8] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => TROILUS [LINE] => Still have I tarried. ) [9] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => PANDARUS [LINE] => Array ( [0] => Ay, to the leavening; but here's yet in the word [1] => 'hereafter' the kneading, the making of the cake, the [2] => heating of the oven and the baking; nay, you must [3] => stay the cooling too, or you may chance to burn your lips. ) ) [10] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => TROILUS [LINE] => Array ( [0] => Patience herself, what goddess e'er she be, [1] => Doth lesser blench at sufferance than I do. [2] => At Priam's royal table do I sit; [3] => And when fair Cressid comes into my thoughts,-- [4] => So, traitor! 'When she comes!' When is she thence? ) ) [11] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => PANDARUS [LINE] => Array ( [0] => Well, she looked yesternight fairer than ever I saw [1] => her look, or any woman else. ) ) [12] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => TROILUS [LINE] => Array ( [0] => I was about to tell thee:--when my heart, [1] => As wedged with a sigh, would rive in twain, [2] => Lest Hector or my father should perceive me, [3] => I have, as when the sun doth light a storm, [4] => Buried this sigh in wrinkle of a smile: [5] => But sorrow, that is couch'd in seeming gladness, [6] => Is like that mirth fate turns to sudden sadness. ) ) [13] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => PANDARUS [LINE] => Array ( [0] => An her hair were not somewhat darker than Helen's-- [1] => well, go to--there were no more comparison between [2] => the women: but, for my part, she is my kinswoman; I [3] => would not, as they term it, praise her: but I would [4] => somebody had heard her talk yesterday, as I did. I [5] => will not dispraise your sister Cassandra's wit, but-- ) ) [14] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => TROILUS [LINE] => Array ( [0] => O Pandarus! I tell thee, Pandarus,-- [1] => When I do tell thee, there my hopes lie drown'd, [2] => Reply not in how many fathoms deep [3] => They lie indrench'd. I tell thee I am mad [4] => In Cressid's love: thou answer'st 'she is fair;' [5] => Pour'st in the open ulcer of my heart [6] => Her eyes, her hair, her cheek, her gait, her voice, [7] => Handlest in thy discourse, O, that her hand, [8] => In whose comparison all whites are ink, [9] => Writing their own reproach, to whose soft seizure [10] => The cygnet's down is harsh and spirit of sense [11] => Hard as the palm of ploughman: this thou tell'st me, [12] => As true thou tell'st me, when I say I love her; [13] => But, saying thus, instead of oil and balm, [14] => Thou lay'st in every gash that love hath given me [15] => The knife that made it. ) ) [15] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => PANDARUS [LINE] => I speak no more than truth. ) [16] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => TROILUS [LINE] => Thou dost not speak so much. ) [17] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => PANDARUS [LINE] => Array ( [0] => Faith, I'll not meddle in't. Let her be as she is: [1] => if she be fair, 'tis the better for her; an she be [2] => not, she has the mends in her own hands. ) ) [18] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => TROILUS [LINE] => Good Pandarus, how now, Pandarus! ) [19] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => PANDARUS [LINE] => Array ( [0] => I have had my labour for my travail; ill-thought on of [1] => her and ill-thought on of you; gone between and [2] => between, but small thanks for my labour. ) ) [20] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => TROILUS [LINE] => What, art thou angry, Pandarus? what, with me? ) [21] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => PANDARUS [LINE] => Array ( [0] => Because she's kin to me, therefore she's not so fair [1] => as Helen: an she were not kin to me, she would be as [2] => fair on Friday as Helen is on Sunday. But what care [3] => I? I care not an she were a black-a-moor; 'tis all one to me. ) ) [22] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => TROILUS [LINE] => Say I she is not fair? ) [23] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => PANDARUS [LINE] => Array ( [0] => I do not care whether you do or no. She's a fool to [1] => stay behind her father; let her to the Greeks; and so [2] => I'll tell her the next time I see her: for my part, [3] => I'll meddle nor make no more i' the matter. ) ) [24] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => TROILUS [LINE] => Pandarus,-- ) [25] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => PANDARUS [LINE] => Not I. ) [26] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => TROILUS [LINE] => Sweet Pandarus,-- ) [27] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => PANDARUS [LINE] => Array ( [0] => Pray you, speak no more to me: I will leave all as I [1] => found it, and there an end. ) ) [28] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => TROILUS [LINE] => Array ( [0] => Peace, you ungracious clamours! peace, rude sounds! [1] => Fools on both sides! Helen must needs be fair, [2] => When with your blood you daily paint her thus. [3] => I cannot fight upon this argument; [4] => It is too starved a subject for my sword. [5] => But Pandarus,--O gods, how do you plague me! [6] => I cannot come to Cressid but by Pandar; [7] => And he's as tetchy to be woo'd to woo. [8] => As she is stubborn-chaste against all suit. [9] => Tell me, Apollo, for thy Daphne's love, [10] => What Cressid is, what Pandar, and what we? [11] => Her bed is India; there she lies, a pearl: [12] => Between our Ilium and where she resides, [13] => Let it be call'd the wild and wandering flood, [14] => Ourself the merchant, and this sailing Pandar [15] => Our doubtful hope, our convoy and our bark. ) ) [29] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => AENEAS [LINE] => How now, Prince Troilus! wherefore not afield? ) [30] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => TROILUS [LINE] => Array ( [0] => Because not there: this woman's answer sorts, [1] => For womanish it is to be from thence. [2] => What news, AEneas, from the field to-day? ) ) [31] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => AENEAS [LINE] => That Paris is returned home and hurt. ) [32] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => TROILUS [LINE] => By whom, AEneas? ) [33] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => AENEAS [LINE] => Troilus, by Menelaus. ) [34] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => TROILUS [LINE] => Array ( [0] => Let Paris bleed; 'tis but a scar to scorn; [1] => Paris is gored with Menelaus' horn. ) ) [35] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => AENEAS [LINE] => Hark, what good sport is out of town to-day! ) [36] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => TROILUS [LINE] => Array ( [0] => Better at home, if 'would I might' were 'may.' [1] => But to the sport abroad: are you bound thither? ) ) [37] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => AENEAS [LINE] => In all swift haste. ) [38] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => TROILUS [LINE] => Come, go we then together. ) ) ) [1] => Array ( [TITLE] => SCENE II. The Same. A street. [STAGEDIR] => Array ( [0] => Enter CRESSIDA and ALEXANDER [1] => Enter PANDARUS [2] => A retreat sounded [3] => AENEAS passes [4] => ANTENOR passes [5] => HECTOR passes [6] => HELENUS passes [7] => TROILUS passes [8] => Forces pass [9] => Enter Troilus's Boy [10] => Exit Act ) [SPEECH] => Array ( [0] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => CRESSIDA [LINE] => Who were those went by? ) [1] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => ALEXANDER [LINE] => Queen Hecuba and Helen. ) [2] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => CRESSIDA [LINE] => And whither go they? ) [3] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => ALEXANDER [LINE] => Array ( [0] => Up to the eastern tower, [1] => Whose height commands as subject all the vale, [2] => To see the battle. Hector, whose patience [3] => Is, as a virtue, fix'd, to-day was moved: [4] => He chid Andromache and struck his armourer, [5] => And, like as there were husbandry in war, [6] => Before the sun rose he was harness'd light, [7] => And to the field goes he; where every flower [8] => Did, as a prophet, weep what it foresaw [9] => In Hector's wrath. ) ) [4] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => CRESSIDA [LINE] => What was his cause of anger? ) [5] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => ALEXANDER [LINE] => Array ( [0] => The noise goes, this: there is among the Greeks [1] => A lord of Trojan blood, nephew to Hector; [2] => They call him Ajax. ) ) [6] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => CRESSIDA [LINE] => Good; and what of him? ) [7] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => ALEXANDER [LINE] => Array ( [0] => They say he is a very man per se, [1] => And stands alone. ) ) [8] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => CRESSIDA [LINE] => So do all men, unless they are drunk, sick, or have no legs. ) [9] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => ALEXANDER [LINE] => Array ( [0] => This man, lady, hath robbed many beasts of their [1] => particular additions; he is as valiant as the lion, [2] => churlish as the bear, slow as the elephant: a man [3] => into whom nature hath so crowded humours that his [4] => valour is crushed into folly, his folly sauced with [5] => discretion: there is no man hath a virtue that he [6] => hath not a glimpse of, nor any man an attaint but he [7] => carries some stain of it: he is melancholy without [8] => cause, and merry against the hair: he hath the [9] => joints of every thing, but everything so out of joint [10] => that he is a gouty Briareus, many hands and no use, [11] => or purblind Argus, all eyes and no sight. ) ) [10] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => CRESSIDA [LINE] => Array ( [0] => But how should this man, that makes [1] => me smile, make Hector angry? ) ) [11] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => ALEXANDER [LINE] => Array ( [0] => They say he yesterday coped Hector in the battle and [1] => struck him down, the disdain and shame whereof hath [2] => ever since kept Hector fasting and waking. ) ) [12] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => CRESSIDA [LINE] => Who comes here? ) [13] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => ALEXANDER [LINE] => Madam, your uncle Pandarus. ) [14] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => CRESSIDA [LINE] => Hector's a gallant man. ) [15] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => ALEXANDER [LINE] => As may be in the world, lady. ) [16] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => PANDARUS [LINE] => What's that? what's that? ) [17] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => CRESSIDA [LINE] => Good morrow, uncle Pandarus. ) [18] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => PANDARUS [LINE] => Array ( [0] => Good morrow, cousin Cressid: what do you talk of? [1] => Good morrow, Alexander. How do you, cousin? When [2] => were you at Ilium? ) ) [19] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => CRESSIDA [LINE] => This morning, uncle. ) [20] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => PANDARUS [LINE] => Array ( [0] => What were you talking of when I came? Was Hector [1] => armed and gone ere ye came to Ilium? Helen was not [2] => up, was she? ) ) [21] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => CRESSIDA [LINE] => Hector was gone, but Helen was not up. ) [22] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => PANDARUS [LINE] => Even so: Hector was stirring early. ) [23] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => CRESSIDA [LINE] => That were we talking of, and of his anger. ) [24] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => PANDARUS [LINE] => Was he angry? ) [25] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => CRESSIDA [LINE] => So he says here. ) [26] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => PANDARUS [LINE] => Array ( [0] => True, he was so: I know the cause too: he'll lay [1] => about him to-day, I can tell them that: and there's [2] => Troilus will not come far behind him: let them take [3] => heed of Troilus, I can tell them that too. ) ) [27] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => CRESSIDA [LINE] => What, is he angry too? ) [28] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => PANDARUS [LINE] => Who, Troilus? Troilus is the better man of the two. ) [29] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => CRESSIDA [LINE] => O Jupiter! there's no comparison. ) [30] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => PANDARUS [LINE] => Array ( [0] => What, not between Troilus and Hector? Do you know a [1] => man if you see him? ) ) [31] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => CRESSIDA [LINE] => Ay, if I ever saw him before and knew him. ) [32] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => PANDARUS [LINE] => Well, I say Troilus is Troilus. ) [33] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => CRESSIDA [LINE] => Then you say as I say; for, I am sure, he is not Hector. ) [34] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => PANDARUS [LINE] => No, nor Hector is not Troilus in some degrees. ) [35] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => CRESSIDA [LINE] => 'Tis just to each of them; he is himself. ) [36] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => PANDARUS [LINE] => Himself! Alas, poor Troilus! I would he were. ) [37] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => CRESSIDA [LINE] => So he is. ) [38] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => PANDARUS [LINE] => Condition, I had gone barefoot to India. ) [39] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => CRESSIDA [LINE] => He is not Hector. ) [40] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => PANDARUS [LINE] => Array ( [0] => Himself! no, he's not himself: would a' were [1] => himself! Well, the gods are above; time must friend [2] => or end: well, Troilus, well: I would my heart were [3] => in her body. No, Hector is not a better man than Troilus. ) ) [41] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => CRESSIDA [LINE] => Excuse me. ) [42] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => PANDARUS [LINE] => He is elder. ) [43] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => CRESSIDA [LINE] => Pardon me, pardon me. ) [44] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => PANDARUS [LINE] => Array ( [0] => Th' other's not come to't; you shall tell me another [1] => tale, when th' other's come to't. Hector shall not [2] => have his wit this year. ) ) [45] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => CRESSIDA [LINE] => He shall not need it, if he have his own. ) [46] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => PANDARUS [LINE] => Nor his qualities. ) [47] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => CRESSIDA [LINE] => No matter. ) [48] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => PANDARUS [LINE] => Nor his beauty. ) [49] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => CRESSIDA [LINE] => 'Twould not become him; his own's better. ) [50] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => PANDARUS [LINE] => Array ( [0] => You have no judgment, niece: Helen [1] => herself swore th' other day, that Troilus, for [2] => a brown favour--for so 'tis, I must confess,-- [3] => not brown neither,-- ) ) [51] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => CRESSIDA [LINE] => No, but brown. ) [52] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => PANDARUS [LINE] => 'Faith, to say truth, brown and not brown. ) [53] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => CRESSIDA [LINE] => To say the truth, true and not true. ) [54] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => PANDARUS [LINE] => She praised his complexion above Paris. ) [55] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => CRESSIDA [LINE] => Why, Paris hath colour enough. ) [56] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => PANDARUS [LINE] => So he has. ) [57] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => CRESSIDA [LINE] => Array ( [0] => Then Troilus should have too much: if she praised [1] => him above, his complexion is higher than his; he [2] => having colour enough, and the other higher, is too [3] => flaming a praise for a good complexion. I had as [4] => lief Helen's golden tongue had commended Troilus for [5] => a copper nose. ) ) [58] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => PANDARUS [LINE] => I swear to you. I think Helen loves him better than Paris. ) [59] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => CRESSIDA [LINE] => Then she's a merry Greek indeed. ) [60] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => PANDARUS [LINE] => Array ( [0] => Nay, I am sure she does. She came to him th' other [1] => day into the compassed window,--and, you know, he [2] => has not past three or four hairs on his chin,-- ) ) [61] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => CRESSIDA [LINE] => Array ( [0] => Indeed, a tapster's arithmetic may soon bring his [1] => particulars therein to a total. ) ) [62] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => PANDARUS [LINE] => Array ( [0] => Why, he is very young: and yet will he, within [1] => three pound, lift as much as his brother Hector. ) ) [63] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => CRESSIDA [LINE] => Is he so young a man and so old a lifter? ) [64] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => PANDARUS [LINE] => Array ( [0] => But to prove to you that Helen loves him: she came [1] => and puts me her white hand to his cloven chin-- ) ) [65] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => CRESSIDA [LINE] => Juno have mercy! how came it cloven? ) [66] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => PANDARUS [LINE] => Array ( [0] => Why, you know 'tis dimpled: I think his smiling [1] => becomes him better than any man in all Phrygia. ) ) [67] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => CRESSIDA [LINE] => O, he smiles valiantly. ) [68] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => PANDARUS [LINE] => Does he not? ) [69] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => CRESSIDA [LINE] => O yes, an 'twere a cloud in autumn. ) [70] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => PANDARUS [LINE] => Array ( [0] => Why, go to, then: but to prove to you that Helen [1] => loves Troilus,-- ) ) [71] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => CRESSIDA [LINE] => Array ( [0] => Troilus will stand to the proof, if you'll [1] => prove it so. ) ) [72] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => PANDARUS [LINE] => Array ( [0] => Troilus! why, he esteems her no more than I esteem [1] => an addle egg. ) ) [73] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => CRESSIDA [LINE] => Array ( [0] => If you love an addle egg as well as you love an idle [1] => head, you would eat chickens i' the shell. ) ) [74] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => PANDARUS [LINE] => Array ( [0] => I cannot choose but laugh, to think how she tickled [1] => his chin: indeed, she has a marvellous white hand, I [2] => must needs confess,-- ) ) [75] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => CRESSIDA [LINE] => Without the rack. ) [76] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => PANDARUS [LINE] => And she takes upon her to spy a white hair on his chin. ) [77] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => CRESSIDA [LINE] => Alas, poor chin! many a wart is richer. ) [78] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => PANDARUS [LINE] => Array ( [0] => But there was such laughing! Queen Hecuba laughed [1] => that her eyes ran o'er. ) ) [79] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => CRESSIDA [LINE] => With mill-stones. ) [80] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => PANDARUS [LINE] => And Cassandra laughed. ) [81] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => CRESSIDA [LINE] => Array ( [0] => But there was more temperate fire under the pot of [1] => her eyes: did her eyes run o'er too? ) ) [82] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => PANDARUS [LINE] => And Hector laughed. ) [83] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => CRESSIDA [LINE] => At what was all this laughing? ) [84] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => PANDARUS [LINE] => Marry, at the white hair that Helen spied on Troilus' chin. ) [85] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => CRESSIDA [LINE] => Array ( [0] => An't had been a green hair, I should have laughed [1] => too. ) ) [86] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => PANDARUS [LINE] => They laughed not so much at the hair as at his pretty answer. ) [87] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => CRESSIDA [LINE] => What was his answer? ) [88] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => PANDARUS [LINE] => Array ( [0] => Quoth she, 'Here's but two and fifty hairs on your [1] => chin, and one of them is white. ) ) [89] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => CRESSIDA [LINE] => This is her question. ) [90] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => PANDARUS [LINE] => Array ( [0] => That's true; make no question of that. 'Two and [1] => fifty hairs' quoth he, 'and one white: that white [2] => hair is my father, and all the rest are his sons.' [3] => 'Jupiter!' quoth she, 'which of these hairs is Paris, [4] => my husband? 'The forked one,' quoth he, 'pluck't [5] => out, and give it him.' But there was such laughing! [6] => and Helen so blushed, an Paris so chafed, and all the [7] => rest so laughed, that it passed. ) ) [91] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => CRESSIDA [LINE] => So let it now; for it has been while going by. ) [92] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => PANDARUS [LINE] => Well, cousin. I told you a thing yesterday; think on't. ) [93] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => CRESSIDA [LINE] => So I do. ) [94] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => PANDARUS [LINE] => Array ( [0] => I'll be sworn 'tis true; he will weep you, an 'twere [1] => a man born in April. ) ) [95] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => CRESSIDA [LINE] => Array ( [0] => And I'll spring up in his tears, an 'twere a nettle [1] => against May. ) ) [96] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => PANDARUS [LINE] => Array ( [0] => Hark! they are coming from the field: shall we [1] => stand up here, and see them as they pass toward [2] => Ilium? good niece, do, sweet niece Cressida. ) ) [97] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => CRESSIDA [LINE] => At your pleasure. ) [98] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => PANDARUS [LINE] => Array ( [0] => Here, here, here's an excellent place; here we may [1] => see most bravely: I'll tell you them all by their [2] => names as they pass by; but mark Troilus above the rest. ) ) [99] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => CRESSIDA [LINE] => Speak not so loud. ) [100] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => PANDARUS [LINE] => Array ( [0] => That's AEneas: is not that a brave man? he's one of [1] => the flowers of Troy, I can tell you: but mark [2] => Troilus; you shall see anon. ) ) [101] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => CRESSIDA [LINE] => Who's that? ) [102] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => PANDARUS [LINE] => Array ( [0] => That's Antenor: he has a shrewd wit, I can tell you; [1] => and he's a man good enough, he's one o' the soundest [2] => judgments in whosoever, and a proper man of person. [3] => When comes Troilus? I'll show you Troilus anon: if [4] => he see me, you shall see him nod at me. ) ) [103] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => CRESSIDA [LINE] => Will he give you the nod? ) [104] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => PANDARUS [LINE] => You shall see. ) [105] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => CRESSIDA [LINE] => If he do, the rich shall have more. ) [106] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => PANDARUS [LINE] => Array ( [0] => That's Hector, that, that, look you, that; there's a [1] => fellow! Go thy way, Hector! There's a brave man, [2] => niece. O brave Hector! Look how he looks! there's [3] => a countenance! is't not a brave man? ) ) [107] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => CRESSIDA [LINE] => O, a brave man! ) [108] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => PANDARUS [LINE] => Array ( [0] => Is a' not? it does a man's heart good. Look you [1] => what hacks are on his helmet! look you yonder, do [2] => you see? look you there: there's no jesting; [3] => there's laying on, take't off who will, as they say: [4] => there be hacks! ) ) [109] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => CRESSIDA [LINE] => Be those with swords? ) [110] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => PANDARUS [LINE] => Array ( [0] => Swords! any thing, he cares not; an the devil come [1] => to him, it's all one: by God's lid, it does one's [2] => heart good. Yonder comes Paris, yonder comes Paris. [3] => Look ye yonder, niece; is't not a gallant man too, [4] => is't not? Why, this is brave now. Who said he came [5] => hurt home to-day? he's not hurt: why, this will do [6] => Helen's heart good now, ha! Would I could see [7] => Troilus now! You shall see Troilus anon. ) [STAGEDIR] => PARIS passes ) [111] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => CRESSIDA [LINE] => Who's that? ) [112] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => PANDARUS [LINE] => Array ( [0] => That's Helenus. I marvel where Troilus is. That's [1] => Helenus. I think he went not forth to-day. That's Helenus. ) ) [113] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => CRESSIDA [LINE] => Can Helenus fight, uncle? ) [114] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => PANDARUS [LINE] => Array ( [0] => Helenus? no. Yes, he'll fight indifferent well. I [1] => marvel where Troilus is. Hark! do you not hear the [2] => people cry 'Troilus'? Helenus is a priest. ) ) [115] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => CRESSIDA [LINE] => What sneaking fellow comes yonder? ) [116] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => PANDARUS [LINE] => Array ( [0] => Where? yonder? that's Deiphobus. 'Tis Troilus! [1] => there's a man, niece! Hem! Brave Troilus! the [2] => prince of chivalry! ) ) [117] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => CRESSIDA [LINE] => Peace, for shame, peace! ) [118] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => PANDARUS [LINE] => Array ( [0] => Mark him; note him. O brave Troilus! Look well upon [1] => him, niece: look you how his sword is bloodied, and [2] => his helm more hacked than Hector's, and how he looks, [3] => and how he goes! O admirable youth! he ne'er saw [4] => three and twenty. Go thy way, Troilus, go thy way! [5] => Had I a sister were a grace, or a daughter a goddess, [6] => he should take his choice. O admirable man! Paris? [7] => Paris is dirt to him; and, I warrant, Helen, to [8] => change, would give an eye to boot. ) ) [119] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => CRESSIDA [LINE] => Here come more. ) [120] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => PANDARUS [LINE] => Array ( [0] => Asses, fools, dolts! chaff and bran, chaff and bran! [1] => porridge after meat! I could live and die i' the [2] => eyes of Troilus. Ne'er look, ne'er look: the eagles [3] => are gone: crows and daws, crows and daws! I had [4] => rather be such a man as Troilus than Agamemnon and [5] => all Greece. ) ) [121] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => CRESSIDA [LINE] => There is among the Greeks Achilles, a better man than Troilus. ) [122] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => PANDARUS [LINE] => Achilles! a drayman, a porter, a very camel. ) [123] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => CRESSIDA [LINE] => Well, well. ) [124] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => PANDARUS [LINE] => Array ( [0] => 'Well, well!' why, have you any discretion? have [1] => you any eyes? Do you know what a man is? Is not [2] => birth, beauty, good shape, discourse, manhood, [3] => learning, gentleness, virtue, youth, liberality, [4] => and such like, the spice and salt that season a man? ) ) [125] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => CRESSIDA [LINE] => Array ( [0] => Ay, a minced man: and then to be baked with no date [1] => in the pie, for then the man's date's out. ) ) [126] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => PANDARUS [LINE] => Array ( [0] => You are such a woman! one knows not at what ward you [1] => lie. ) ) [127] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => CRESSIDA [LINE] => Array ( [0] => Upon my back, to defend my belly; upon my wit, to [1] => defend my wiles; upon my secrecy, to defend mine [2] => honesty; my mask, to defend my beauty; and you, to [3] => defend all these: and at all these wards I lie, at a [4] => thousand watches. ) ) [128] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => PANDARUS [LINE] => Say one of your watches. ) [129] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => CRESSIDA [LINE] => Array ( [0] => Nay, I'll watch you for that; and that's one of the [1] => chiefest of them too: if I cannot ward what I would [2] => not have hit, I can watch you for telling how I took [3] => the blow; unless it swell past hiding, and then it's [4] => past watching. ) ) [130] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => PANDARUS [LINE] => You are such another! ) [131] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => Boy [LINE] => Sir, my lord would instantly speak with you. ) [132] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => PANDARUS [LINE] => Where? ) [133] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => Boy [LINE] => At your own house; there he unarms him. ) [134] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => PANDARUS [LINE] => Array ( [0] => Good boy, tell him I come. [1] => I doubt he be hurt. Fare ye well, good niece. ) [STAGEDIR] => Exit boy ) [135] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => CRESSIDA [LINE] => Adieu, uncle. ) [136] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => PANDARUS [LINE] => I'll be with you, niece, by and by. ) [137] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => CRESSIDA [LINE] => To bring, uncle? ) [138] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => PANDARUS [LINE] => Ay, a token from Troilus. ) [139] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => CRESSIDA [LINE] => Array ( [0] => By the same token, you are a bawd. [1] => Words, vows, gifts, tears, and love's full sacrifice, [2] => He offers in another's enterprise; [3] => But more in Troilus thousand fold I see [4] => Than in the glass of Pandar's praise may be; [5] => Yet hold I off. Women are angels, wooing: [6] => Things won are done; joy's soul lies in the doing. [7] => That she beloved knows nought that knows not this: [8] => Men prize the thing ungain'd more than it is: [9] => That she was never yet that ever knew [10] => Love got so sweet as when desire did sue. [11] => Therefore this maxim out of love I teach: [12] => Achievement is command; ungain'd, beseech: [13] => Then though my heart's content firm love doth bear, [14] => Nothing of that shall from mine eyes appear. ) [STAGEDIR] => Exit PANDARUS ) ) ) [2] => Array ( [TITLE] => SCENE III. The Grecian camp. Before Agamemnon's tent. [STAGEDIR] => Array ( [0] => Sennet. Enter AGAMEMNON, NESTOR, ULYSSES, MENELAUS, and others [1] => A tucket [2] => Enter AENEAS [3] => Exeunt all but ULYSSES and NESTOR [4] => Exit Act ) [SPEECH] => Array ( [0] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => AGAMEMNON [LINE] => Array ( [0] => Princes, [1] => What grief hath set the jaundice on your cheeks? [2] => The ample proposition that hope makes [3] => In all designs begun on earth below [4] => Fails in the promised largeness: cheques and disasters [5] => Grow in the veins of actions highest rear'd, [6] => As knots, by the conflux of meeting sap, [7] => Infect the sound pine and divert his grain [8] => Tortive and errant from his course of growth. [9] => Nor, princes, is it matter new to us [10] => That we come short of our suppose so far [11] => That after seven years' siege yet Troy walls stand; [12] => Sith every action that hath gone before, [13] => Whereof we have record, trial did draw [14] => Bias and thwart, not answering the aim, [15] => And that unbodied figure of the thought [16] => That gave't surmised shape. Why then, you princes, [17] => Do you with cheeks abash'd behold our works, [18] => And call them shames? which are indeed nought else [19] => But the protractive trials of great Jove [20] => To find persistive constancy in men: [21] => The fineness of which metal is not found [22] => In fortune's love; for then the bold and coward, [23] => The wise and fool, the artist and unread, [24] => The hard and soft seem all affined and kin: [25] => But, in the wind and tempest of her frown, [26] => Distinction, with a broad and powerful fan, [27] => Puffing at all, winnows the light away; [28] => And what hath mass or matter, by itself [29] => Lies rich in virtue and unmingled. ) ) [1] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => NESTOR [LINE] => Array ( [0] => With due observance of thy godlike seat, [1] => Great Agamemnon, Nestor shall apply [2] => Thy latest words. In the reproof of chance [3] => Lies the true proof of men: the sea being smooth, [4] => How many shallow bauble boats dare sail [5] => Upon her patient breast, making their way [6] => With those of nobler bulk! [7] => But let the ruffian Boreas once enrage [8] => The gentle Thetis, and anon behold [9] => The strong-ribb'd bark through liquid mountains cut, [10] => Bounding between the two moist elements, [11] => Like Perseus' horse: where's then the saucy boat [12] => Whose weak untimber'd sides but even now [13] => Co-rivall'd greatness? Either to harbour fled, [14] => Or made a toast for Neptune. Even so [15] => Doth valour's show and valour's worth divide [16] => In storms of fortune; for in her ray and brightness [17] => The herd hath more annoyance by the breeze [18] => Than by the tiger; but when the splitting wind [19] => Makes flexible the knees of knotted oaks, [20] => And flies fled under shade, why, then the thing of courage [21] => As roused with rage with rage doth sympathize, [22] => And with an accent tuned in selfsame key [23] => Retorts to chiding fortune. ) ) [2] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => ULYSSES [LINE] => Array ( [0] => Agamemnon, [1] => Thou great commander, nerve and bone of Greece, [2] => Heart of our numbers, soul and only spirit. [3] => In whom the tempers and the minds of all [4] => Should be shut up, hear what Ulysses speaks. [5] => Besides the applause and approbation To which, [6] => most mighty for thy place and sway, [7] => And thou most reverend for thy stretch'd-out life [8] => I give to both your speeches, which were such [9] => As Agamemnon and the hand of Greece [10] => Should hold up high in brass, and such again [11] => As venerable Nestor, hatch'd in silver, [12] => Should with a bond of air, strong as the axle-tree [13] => On which heaven rides, knit all the Greekish ears [14] => To his experienced tongue, yet let it please both, [15] => Thou great, and wise, to hear Ulysses speak. ) [STAGEDIR] => Array ( [0] => To AGAMEMNON [1] => To NESTOR ) ) [3] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => AGAMEMNON [LINE] => Array ( [0] => Speak, prince of Ithaca; and be't of less expect [1] => That matter needless, of importless burden, [2] => Divide thy lips, than we are confident, [3] => When rank Thersites opes his mastic jaws, [4] => We shall hear music, wit and oracle. ) ) [4] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => ULYSSES [LINE] => Array ( [0] => Troy, yet upon his basis, had been down, [1] => And the great Hector's sword had lack'd a master, [2] => But for these instances. [3] => The specialty of rule hath been neglected: [4] => And, look, how many Grecian tents do stand [5] => Hollow upon this plain, so many hollow factions. [6] => When that the general is not like the hive [7] => To whom the foragers shall all repair, [8] => What honey is expected? Degree being vizarded, [9] => The unworthiest shows as fairly in the mask. [10] => The heavens themselves, the planets and this centre [11] => Observe degree, priority and place, [12] => Insisture, course, proportion, season, form, [13] => Office and custom, in all line of order; [14] => And therefore is the glorious planet Sol [15] => In noble eminence enthroned and sphered [16] => Amidst the other; whose medicinable eye [17] => Corrects the ill aspects of planets evil, [18] => And posts, like the commandment of a king, [19] => Sans cheque to good and bad: but when the planets [20] => In evil mixture to disorder wander, [21] => What plagues and what portents! what mutiny! [22] => What raging of the sea! shaking of earth! [23] => Commotion in the winds! frights, changes, horrors, [24] => Divert and crack, rend and deracinate [25] => The unity and married calm of states [26] => Quite from their fixure! O, when degree is shaked, [27] => Which is the ladder to all high designs, [28] => Then enterprise is sick! How could communities, [29] => Degrees in schools and brotherhoods in cities, [30] => Peaceful commerce from dividable shores, [31] => The primogenitive and due of birth, [32] => Prerogative of age, crowns, sceptres, laurels, [33] => But by degree, stand in authentic place? [34] => Take but degree away, untune that string, [35] => And, hark, what discord follows! each thing meets [36] => In mere oppugnancy: the bounded waters [37] => Should lift their bosoms higher than the shores [38] => And make a sop of all this solid globe: [39] => Strength should be lord of imbecility, [40] => And the rude son should strike his father dead: [41] => Force should be right; or rather, right and wrong, [42] => Between whose endless jar justice resides, [43] => Should lose their names, and so should justice too. [44] => Then every thing includes itself in power, [45] => Power into will, will into appetite; [46] => And appetite, an universal wolf, [47] => So doubly seconded with will and power, [48] => Must make perforce an universal prey, [49] => And last eat up himself. Great Agamemnon, [50] => This chaos, when degree is suffocate, [51] => Follows the choking. [52] => And this neglection of degree it is [53] => That by a pace goes backward, with a purpose [54] => It hath to climb. The general's disdain'd [55] => By him one step below, he by the next, [56] => That next by him beneath; so every step, [57] => Exampled by the first pace that is sick [58] => Of his superior, grows to an envious fever [59] => Of pale and bloodless emulation: [60] => And 'tis this fever that keeps Troy on foot, [61] => Not her own sinews. To end a tale of length, [62] => Troy in our weakness stands, not in her strength. ) ) [5] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => NESTOR [LINE] => Array ( [0] => Most wisely hath Ulysses here discover'd [1] => The fever whereof all our power is sick. ) ) [6] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => AGAMEMNON [LINE] => Array ( [0] => The nature of the sickness found, Ulysses, [1] => What is the remedy? ) ) [7] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => ULYSSES [LINE] => Array ( [0] => The great Achilles, whom opinion crowns [1] => The sinew and the forehand of our host, [2] => Having his ear full of his airy fame, [3] => Grows dainty of his worth, and in his tent [4] => Lies mocking our designs: with him Patroclus [5] => Upon a lazy bed the livelong day [6] => Breaks scurril jests; [7] => And with ridiculous and awkward action, [8] => Which, slanderer, he imitation calls, [9] => He pageants us. Sometime, great Agamemnon, [10] => Thy topless deputation he puts on, [11] => And, like a strutting player, whose conceit [12] => Lies in his hamstring, and doth think it rich [13] => To hear the wooden dialogue and sound [14] => 'Twixt his stretch'd footing and the scaffoldage,-- [15] => Such to-be-pitied and o'er-wrested seeming [16] => He acts thy greatness in: and when he speaks, [17] => 'Tis like a chime a-mending; with terms unsquared, [18] => Which, from the tongue of roaring Typhon dropp'd [19] => Would seem hyperboles. At this fusty stuff [20] => The large Achilles, on his press'd bed lolling, [21] => From his deep chest laughs out a loud applause; [22] => Cries 'Excellent! 'tis Agamemnon just. [23] => Now play me Nestor; hem, and stroke thy beard, [24] => As he being drest to some oration.' [25] => That's done, as near as the extremest ends [26] => Of parallels, as like as Vulcan and his wife: [27] => Yet god Achilles still cries 'Excellent! [28] => 'Tis Nestor right. Now play him me, Patroclus, [29] => Arming to answer in a night alarm.' [30] => And then, forsooth, the faint defects of age [31] => Must be the scene of mirth; to cough and spit, [32] => And, with a palsy-fumbling on his gorget, [33] => Shake in and out the rivet: and at this sport [34] => Sir Valour dies; cries 'O, enough, Patroclus; [35] => Or give me ribs of steel! I shall split all [36] => In pleasure of my spleen.' And in this fashion, [37] => All our abilities, gifts, natures, shapes, [38] => Severals and generals of grace exact, [39] => Achievements, plots, orders, preventions, [40] => Excitements to the field, or speech for truce, [41] => Success or loss, what is or is not, serves [42] => As stuff for these two to make paradoxes. ) ) [8] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => NESTOR [LINE] => Array ( [0] => And in the imitation of these twain-- [1] => Who, as Ulysses says, opinion crowns [2] => With an imperial voice--many are infect. [3] => Ajax is grown self-will'd, and bears his head [4] => In such a rein, in full as proud a place [5] => As broad Achilles; keeps his tent like him; [6] => Makes factious feasts; rails on our state of war, [7] => Bold as an oracle, and sets Thersites, [8] => A slave whose gall coins slanders like a mint, [9] => To match us in comparisons with dirt, [10] => To weaken and discredit our exposure, [11] => How rank soever rounded in with danger. ) ) [9] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => ULYSSES [LINE] => Array ( [0] => They tax our policy, and call it cowardice, [1] => Count wisdom as no member of the war, [2] => Forestall prescience, and esteem no act [3] => But that of hand: the still and mental parts, [4] => That do contrive how many hands shall strike, [5] => When fitness calls them on, and know by measure [6] => Of their observant toil the enemies' weight,-- [7] => Why, this hath not a finger's dignity: [8] => They call this bed-work, mappery, closet-war; [9] => So that the ram that batters down the wall, [10] => For the great swing and rudeness of his poise, [11] => They place before his hand that made the engine, [12] => Or those that with the fineness of their souls [13] => By reason guide his execution. ) ) [10] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => NESTOR [LINE] => Array ( [0] => Let this be granted, and Achilles' horse [1] => Makes many Thetis' sons. ) ) [11] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => AGAMEMNON [LINE] => What trumpet? look, Menelaus. ) [12] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => MENELAUS [LINE] => From Troy. ) [13] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => AGAMEMNON [LINE] => What would you 'fore our tent? ) [14] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => AENEAS [LINE] => Is this great Agamemnon's tent, I pray you? ) [15] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => AGAMEMNON [LINE] => Even this. ) [16] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => AENEAS [LINE] => Array ( [0] => May one, that is a herald and a prince, [1] => Do a fair message to his kingly ears? ) ) [17] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => AGAMEMNON [LINE] => Array ( [0] => With surety stronger than Achilles' arm [1] => 'Fore all the Greekish heads, which with one voice [2] => Call Agamemnon head and general. ) ) [18] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => AENEAS [LINE] => Array ( [0] => Fair leave and large security. How may [1] => A stranger to those most imperial looks [2] => Know them from eyes of other mortals? ) ) [19] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => AGAMEMNON [LINE] => How! ) [20] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => AENEAS [LINE] => Array ( [0] => Ay; [1] => I ask, that I might waken reverence, [2] => And bid the cheek be ready with a blush [3] => Modest as morning when she coldly eyes [4] => The youthful Phoebus: [5] => Which is that god in office, guiding men? [6] => Which is the high and mighty Agamemnon? ) ) [21] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => AGAMEMNON [LINE] => Array ( [0] => This Trojan scorns us; or the men of Troy [1] => Are ceremonious courtiers. ) ) [22] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => AENEAS [LINE] => Array ( [0] => Courtiers as free, as debonair, unarm'd, [1] => As bending angels; that's their fame in peace: [2] => But when they would seem soldiers, they have galls, [3] => Good arms, strong joints, true swords; and, [4] => Jove's accord, [5] => Nothing so full of heart. But peace, AEneas, [6] => Peace, Trojan; lay thy finger on thy lips! [7] => The worthiness of praise distains his worth, [8] => If that the praised himself bring the praise forth: [9] => But what the repining enemy commends, [10] => That breath fame blows; that praise, sole sure, [11] => transcends. ) ) [23] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => AGAMEMNON [LINE] => Sir, you of Troy, call you yourself AEneas? ) [24] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => AENEAS [LINE] => Ay, Greek, that is my name. ) [25] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => AGAMEMNON [LINE] => What's your affair I pray you? ) [26] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => AENEAS [LINE] => Sir, pardon; 'tis for Agamemnon's ears. ) [27] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => AGAMEMNON [LINE] => He hears naught privately that comes from Troy. ) [28] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => AENEAS [LINE] => Array ( [0] => Nor I from Troy come not to whisper him: [1] => I bring a trumpet to awake his ear, [2] => To set his sense on the attentive bent, [3] => And then to speak. ) ) [29] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => AGAMEMNON [LINE] => Array ( [0] => Speak frankly as the wind; [1] => It is not Agamemnon's sleeping hour: [2] => That thou shalt know. Trojan, he is awake, [3] => He tells thee so himself. ) ) [30] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => AENEAS [LINE] => Array ( [0] => Trumpet, blow loud, [1] => Send thy brass voice through all these lazy tents; [2] => And every Greek of mettle, let him know, [3] => What Troy means fairly shall be spoke aloud. [4] => We have, great Agamemnon, here in Troy [5] => A prince call'd Hector,--Priam is his father,-- [6] => Who in this dull and long-continued truce [7] => Is rusty grown: he bade me take a trumpet, [8] => And to this purpose speak. Kings, princes, lords! [9] => If there be one among the fair'st of Greece [10] => That holds his honour higher than his ease, [11] => That seeks his praise more than he fears his peril, [12] => That knows his valour, and knows not his fear, [13] => That loves his mistress more than in confession, [14] => With truant vows to her own lips he loves, [15] => And dare avow her beauty and her worth [16] => In other arms than hers,--to him this challenge. [17] => Hector, in view of Trojans and of Greeks, [18] => Shall make it good, or do his best to do it, [19] => He hath a lady, wiser, fairer, truer, [20] => Than ever Greek did compass in his arms, [21] => And will to-morrow with his trumpet call [22] => Midway between your tents and walls of Troy, [23] => To rouse a Grecian that is true in love: [24] => If any come, Hector shall honour him; [25] => If none, he'll say in Troy when he retires, [26] => The Grecian dames are sunburnt and not worth [27] => The splinter of a lance. Even so much. ) [STAGEDIR] => Trumpet sounds ) [31] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => AGAMEMNON [LINE] => Array ( [0] => This shall be told our lovers, Lord AEneas; [1] => If none of them have soul in such a kind, [2] => We left them all at home: but we are soldiers; [3] => And may that soldier a mere recreant prove, [4] => That means not, hath not, or is not in love! [5] => If then one is, or hath, or means to be, [6] => That one meets Hector; if none else, I am he. ) ) [32] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => NESTOR [LINE] => Array ( [0] => Tell him of Nestor, one that was a man [1] => When Hector's grandsire suck'd: he is old now; [2] => But if there be not in our Grecian host [3] => One noble man that hath one spark of fire, [4] => To answer for his love, tell him from me [5] => I'll hide my silver beard in a gold beaver [6] => And in my vantbrace put this wither'd brawn, [7] => And meeting him will tell him that my lady [8] => Was fairer than his grandam and as chaste [9] => As may be in the world: his youth in flood, [10] => I'll prove this truth with my three drops of blood. ) ) [33] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => AENEAS [LINE] => Now heavens forbid such scarcity of youth! ) [34] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => ULYSSES [LINE] => Amen. ) [35] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => AGAMEMNON [LINE] => Array ( [0] => Fair Lord AEneas, let me touch your hand; [1] => To our pavilion shall I lead you, sir. [2] => Achilles shall have word of this intent; [3] => So shall each lord of Greece, from tent to tent: [4] => Yourself shall feast with us before you go [5] => And find the welcome of a noble foe. ) ) [36] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => ULYSSES [LINE] => Nestor! ) [37] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => NESTOR [LINE] => What says Ulysses? ) [38] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => ULYSSES [LINE] => Array ( [0] => I have a young conception in my brain; [1] => Be you my time to bring it to some shape. ) ) [39] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => NESTOR [LINE] => What is't? ) [40] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => ULYSSES [LINE] => Array ( [0] => This 'tis: [1] => Blunt wedges rive hard knots: the seeded pride [2] => That hath to this maturity blown up [3] => In rank Achilles must or now be cropp'd, [4] => Or, shedding, breed a nursery of like evil, [5] => To overbulk us all. ) ) [41] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => NESTOR [LINE] => Well, and how? ) [42] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => ULYSSES [LINE] => Array ( [0] => This challenge that the gallant Hector sends, [1] => However it is spread in general name, [2] => Relates in purpose only to Achilles. ) ) [43] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => NESTOR [LINE] => Array ( [0] => The purpose is perspicuous even as substance, [1] => Whose grossness little characters sum up: [2] => And, in the publication, make no strain, [3] => But that Achilles, were his brain as barren [4] => As banks of Libya,--though, Apollo knows, [5] => 'Tis dry enough,--will, with great speed of judgment, [6] => Ay, with celerity, find Hector's purpose [7] => Pointing on him. ) ) [44] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => ULYSSES [LINE] => And wake him to the answer, think you? ) [45] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => NESTOR [LINE] => Array ( [0] => Yes, 'tis most meet: whom may you else oppose, [1] => That can from Hector bring his honour off, [2] => If not Achilles? Though't be a sportful combat, [3] => Yet in the trial much opinion dwells; [4] => For here the Trojans taste our dear'st repute [5] => With their finest palate: and trust to me, Ulysses, [6] => Our imputation shall be oddly poised [7] => In this wild action; for the success, [8] => Although particular, shall give a scantling [9] => Of good or bad unto the general; [10] => And in such indexes, although small pricks [11] => To their subsequent volumes, there is seen [12] => The baby figure of the giant mass [13] => Of things to come at large. It is supposed [14] => He that meets Hector issues from our choice [15] => And choice, being mutual act of all our souls, [16] => Makes merit her election, and doth boil, [17] => As 'twere from us all, a man distill'd [18] => Out of our virtues; who miscarrying, [19] => What heart receives from hence the conquering part, [20] => To steel a strong opinion to themselves? [21] => Which entertain'd, limbs are his instruments, [22] => In no less working than are swords and bows [23] => Directive by the limbs. ) ) [46] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => ULYSSES [LINE] => Array ( [0] => Give pardon to my speech: [1] => Therefore 'tis meet Achilles meet not Hector. [2] => Let us, like merchants, show our foulest wares, [3] => And think, perchance, they'll sell; if not, [4] => The lustre of the better yet to show, [5] => Shall show the better. Do not consent [6] => That ever Hector and Achilles meet; [7] => For both our honour and our shame in this [8] => Are dogg'd with two strange followers. ) ) [47] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => NESTOR [LINE] => I see them not with my old eyes: what are they? ) [48] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => ULYSSES [LINE] => Array ( [0] => What glory our Achilles shares from Hector, [1] => Were he not proud, we all should share with him: [2] => But he already is too insolent; [3] => And we were better parch in Afric sun [4] => Than in the pride and salt scorn of his eyes, [5] => Should he 'scape Hector fair: if he were foil'd, [6] => Why then, we did our main opinion crush [7] => In taint of our best man. No, make a lottery; [8] => And, by device, let blockish Ajax draw [9] => The sort to fight with Hector: among ourselves [10] => Give him allowance for the better man; [11] => For that will physic the great Myrmidon [12] => Who broils in loud applause, and make him fall [13] => His crest that prouder than blue Iris bends. [14] => If the dull brainless Ajax come safe off, [15] => We'll dress him up in voices: if he fail, [16] => Yet go we under our opinion still [17] => That we have better men. But, hit or miss, [18] => Our project's life this shape of sense assumes: [19] => Ajax employ'd plucks down Achilles' plumes. ) ) [49] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => NESTOR [LINE] => Array ( [0] => Ulysses, [1] => Now I begin to relish thy advice; [2] => And I will give a taste of it forthwith [3] => To Agamemnon: go we to him straight. [4] => Two curs shall tame each other: pride alone [5] => Must tarre the mastiffs on, as 'twere their bone. ) ) ) ) ) ) [1] => Array ( [TITLE] => ACT II [SCENE] => Array ( [0] => Array ( [TITLE] => SCENE I. A part of the Grecian camp. [STAGEDIR] => Array ( [0] => Enter AJAX and THERSITES [1] => Enter ACHILLES and PATROCLUS [2] => Ajax offers to beat him [3] => Exit [4] => Exit Act ) [SPEECH] => Array ( [0] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => AJAX [LINE] => Thersites! ) [1] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => THERSITES [LINE] => Array ( [0] => Agamemnon, how if he had boils? full, all over, [1] => generally? ) ) [2] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => AJAX [LINE] => Thersites! ) [3] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => THERSITES [LINE] => Array ( [0] => And those boils did run? say so: did not the [1] => general run then? were not that a botchy core? ) ) [4] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => AJAX [LINE] => Dog! ) [5] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => THERSITES [LINE] => Then would come some matter from him; I see none now. ) [6] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => AJAX [LINE] => Array ( [0] => Thou bitch-wolf's son, canst thou not hear? [1] => Feel, then. ) [STAGEDIR] => Beating him ) [7] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => THERSITES [LINE] => Array ( [0] => The plague of Greece upon thee, thou mongrel [1] => beef-witted lord! ) ) [8] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => AJAX [LINE] => Array ( [0] => Speak then, thou vinewedst leaven, speak: I will [1] => beat thee into handsomeness. ) ) [9] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => THERSITES [LINE] => Array ( [0] => I shall sooner rail thee into wit and holiness: but, [1] => I think, thy horse will sooner con an oration than [2] => thou learn a prayer without book. Thou canst strike, [3] => canst thou? a red murrain o' thy jade's tricks! ) ) [10] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => AJAX [LINE] => Toadstool, learn me the proclamation. ) [11] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => THERSITES [LINE] => Dost thou think I have no sense, thou strikest me thus? ) [12] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => AJAX [LINE] => The proclamation! ) [13] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => THERSITES [LINE] => Thou art proclaimed a fool, I think. ) [14] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => AJAX [LINE] => Do not, porpentine, do not: my fingers itch. ) [15] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => THERSITES [LINE] => Array ( [0] => I would thou didst itch from head to foot and I had [1] => the scratching of thee; I would make thee the [2] => loathsomest scab in Greece. When thou art forth in [3] => the incursions, thou strikest as slow as another. ) ) [16] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => AJAX [LINE] => I say, the proclamation! ) [17] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => THERSITES [LINE] => Array ( [0] => Thou grumblest and railest every hour on Achilles, [1] => and thou art as full of envy at his greatness as [2] => Cerberus is at Proserpine's beauty, ay, that thou [3] => barkest at him. ) ) [18] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => AJAX [LINE] => Mistress Thersites! ) [19] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => THERSITES [LINE] => Thou shouldest strike him. ) [20] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => AJAX [LINE] => Cobloaf! ) [21] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => THERSITES [LINE] => Array ( [0] => He would pun thee into shivers with his fist, as a [1] => sailor breaks a biscuit. ) ) [22] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => AJAX [LINE] => Array ( [STAGEDIR] => Beating him ) ) [23] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => THERSITES [LINE] => Do, do. ) [24] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => AJAX [LINE] => Thou stool for a witch! ) [25] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => THERSITES [LINE] => Array ( [0] => Ay, do, do; thou sodden-witted lord! thou hast no [1] => more brain than I have in mine elbows; an assinego [2] => may tutor thee: thou scurvy-valiant ass! thou art [3] => here but to thrash Trojans; and thou art bought and [4] => sold among those of any wit, like a barbarian slave. [5] => If thou use to beat me, I will begin at thy heel, and [6] => tell what thou art by inches, thou thing of no [7] => bowels, thou! ) ) [26] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => AJAX [LINE] => You dog! ) [27] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => THERSITES [LINE] => You scurvy lord! ) [28] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => AJAX [LINE] => Array ( [STAGEDIR] => Beating him ) ) [29] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => THERSITES [LINE] => Mars his idiot! do, rudeness; do, camel; do, do. ) [30] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => ACHILLES [LINE] => Array ( [0] => Why, how now, Ajax! wherefore do you thus? How now, [1] => Thersites! what's the matter, man? ) ) [31] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => THERSITES [LINE] => You see him there, do you? ) [32] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => ACHILLES [LINE] => Ay; what's the matter? ) [33] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => THERSITES [LINE] => Nay, look upon him. ) [34] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => ACHILLES [LINE] => So I do: what's the matter? ) [35] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => THERSITES [LINE] => Nay, but regard him well. ) [36] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => ACHILLES [LINE] => 'Well!' why, I do so. ) [37] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => THERSITES [LINE] => Array ( [0] => But yet you look not well upon him; for whosoever you [1] => take him to be, he is Ajax. ) ) [38] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => ACHILLES [LINE] => I know that, fool. ) [39] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => THERSITES [LINE] => Ay, but that fool knows not himself. ) [40] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => AJAX [LINE] => Therefore I beat thee. ) [41] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => THERSITES [LINE] => Array ( [0] => Lo, lo, lo, lo, what modicums of wit he utters! his [1] => evasions have ears thus long. I have bobbed his [2] => brain more than he has beat my bones: I will buy [3] => nine sparrows for a penny, and his pia mater is not [4] => worth the nineth part of a sparrow. This lord, [5] => Achilles, Ajax, who wears his wit in his belly and [6] => his guts in his head, I'll tell you what I say of [7] => him. ) ) [42] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => ACHILLES [LINE] => What? ) [43] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => THERSITES [LINE] => I say, this Ajax-- ) [44] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => ACHILLES [LINE] => Nay, good Ajax. ) [45] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => THERSITES [LINE] => Has not so much wit-- ) [46] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => ACHILLES [LINE] => Nay, I must hold you. ) [47] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => THERSITES [LINE] => Array ( [0] => As will stop the eye of Helen's needle, for whom he [1] => comes to fight. ) ) [48] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => ACHILLES [LINE] => Peace, fool! ) [49] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => THERSITES [LINE] => Array ( [0] => I would have peace and quietness, but the fool will [1] => not: he there: that he: look you there. ) ) [50] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => AJAX [LINE] => O thou damned cur! I shall-- ) [51] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => ACHILLES [LINE] => Will you set your wit to a fool's? ) [52] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => THERSITES [LINE] => No, I warrant you; for a fools will shame it. ) [53] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => PATROCLUS [LINE] => Good words, Thersites. ) [54] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => ACHILLES [LINE] => What's the quarrel? ) [55] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => AJAX [LINE] => Array ( [0] => I bade the vile owl go learn me the tenor of the [1] => proclamation, and he rails upon me. ) ) [56] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => THERSITES [LINE] => I serve thee not. ) [57] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => AJAX [LINE] => Well, go to, go to. ) [58] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => THERSITES [LINE] => I serve here voluntarily. ) [59] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => ACHILLES [LINE] => Array ( [0] => Your last service was sufferance, 'twas not [1] => voluntary: no man is beaten voluntary: Ajax was [2] => here the voluntary, and you as under an impress. ) ) [60] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => THERSITES [LINE] => Array ( [0] => E'en so; a great deal of your wit, too, lies in your [1] => sinews, or else there be liars. Hector have a great [2] => catch, if he knock out either of your brains: a' [3] => were as good crack a fusty nut with no kernel. ) ) [61] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => ACHILLES [LINE] => What, with me too, Thersites? ) [62] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => THERSITES [LINE] => Array ( [0] => There's Ulysses and old Nestor, whose wit was mouldy [1] => ere your grandsires had nails on their toes, yoke you [2] => like draught-oxen and make you plough up the wars. ) ) [63] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => ACHILLES [LINE] => What, what? ) [64] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => THERSITES [LINE] => Yes, good sooth: to, Achilles! to, Ajax! to! ) [65] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => AJAX [LINE] => I shall cut out your tongue. ) [66] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => THERSITES [LINE] => Array ( [0] => 'Tis no matter! I shall speak as much as thou [1] => afterwards. ) ) [67] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => PATROCLUS [LINE] => No more words, Thersites; peace! ) [68] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => THERSITES [LINE] => I will hold my peace when Achilles' brach bids me, shall I? ) [69] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => ACHILLES [LINE] => There's for you, Patroclus. ) [70] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => THERSITES [LINE] => Array ( [0] => I will see you hanged, like clotpoles, ere I come [1] => any more to your tents: I will keep where there is [2] => wit stirring and leave the faction of fools. ) ) [71] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => PATROCLUS [LINE] => A good riddance. ) [72] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => ACHILLES [LINE] => Array ( [0] => Marry, this, sir, is proclaim'd through all our host: [1] => That Hector, by the fifth hour of the sun, [2] => Will with a trumpet 'twixt our tents and Troy [3] => To-morrow morning call some knight to arms [4] => That hath a stomach; and such a one that dare [5] => Maintain--I know not what: 'tis trash. Farewell. ) ) [73] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => AJAX [LINE] => Farewell. Who shall answer him? ) [74] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => ACHILLES [LINE] => Array ( [0] => I know not: 'tis put to lottery; otherwise [1] => He knew his man. ) ) [75] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => AJAX [LINE] => O, meaning you. I will go learn more of it. ) ) ) [1] => Array ( [TITLE] => SCENE II. Troy. A room in Priam's palace. [STAGEDIR] => Array ( [0] => Enter PRIAM, HECTOR, TROILUS, PARIS, and HELENUS [1] => Enter CASSANDRA, raving [2] => Exit [3] => Exit Act ) [SPEECH] => Array ( [0] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => PRIAM [LINE] => Array ( [0] => After so many hours, lives, speeches spent, [1] => Thus once again says Nestor from the Greeks: [2] => 'Deliver Helen, and all damage else-- [3] => As honour, loss of time, travail, expense, [4] => Wounds, friends, and what else dear that is consumed [5] => In hot digestion of this cormorant war-- [6] => Shall be struck off.' Hector, what say you to't? ) ) [1] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => HECTOR [LINE] => Array ( [0] => Though no man lesser fears the Greeks than I [1] => As far as toucheth my particular, [2] => Yet, dread Priam, [3] => There is no lady of more softer bowels, [4] => More spongy to suck in the sense of fear, [5] => More ready to cry out 'Who knows what follows?' [6] => Than Hector is: the wound of peace is surety, [7] => Surety secure; but modest doubt is call'd [8] => The beacon of the wise, the tent that searches [9] => To the bottom of the worst. Let Helen go: [10] => Since the first sword was drawn about this question, [11] => Every tithe soul, 'mongst many thousand dismes, [12] => Hath been as dear as Helen; I mean, of ours: [13] => If we have lost so many tenths of ours, [14] => To guard a thing not ours nor worth to us, [15] => Had it our name, the value of one ten, [16] => What merit's in that reason which denies [17] => The yielding of her up? ) ) [2] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => TROILUS [LINE] => Array ( [0] => Fie, fie, my brother! [1] => Weigh you the worth and honour of a king [2] => So great as our dread father in a scale [3] => Of common ounces? will you with counters sum [4] => The past proportion of his infinite? [5] => And buckle in a waist most fathomless [6] => With spans and inches so diminutive [7] => As fears and reasons? fie, for godly shame! ) ) [3] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => HELENUS [LINE] => Array ( [0] => No marvel, though you bite so sharp at reasons, [1] => You are so empty of them. Should not our father [2] => Bear the great sway of his affairs with reasons, [3] => Because your speech hath none that tells him so? ) ) [4] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => TROILUS [LINE] => Array ( [0] => You are for dreams and slumbers, brother priest; [1] => You fur your gloves with reason. Here are [2] => your reasons: [3] => You know an enemy intends you harm; [4] => You know a sword employ'd is perilous, [5] => And reason flies the object of all harm: [6] => Who marvels then, when Helenus beholds [7] => A Grecian and his sword, if he do set [8] => The very wings of reason to his heels [9] => And fly like chidden Mercury from Jove, [10] => Or like a star disorb'd? Nay, if we talk of reason, [11] => Let's shut our gates and sleep: manhood and honour [12] => Should have hare-hearts, would they but fat [13] => their thoughts [14] => With this cramm'd reason: reason and respect [15] => Make livers pale and lustihood deject. ) ) [5] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => HECTOR [LINE] => Array ( [0] => Brother, she is not worth what she doth cost [1] => The holding. ) ) [6] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => TROILUS [LINE] => What is aught, but as 'tis valued? ) [7] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => HECTOR [LINE] => Array ( [0] => But value dwells not in particular will; [1] => It holds his estimate and dignity [2] => As well wherein 'tis precious of itself [3] => As in the prizer: 'tis mad idolatry [4] => To make the service greater than the god [5] => And the will dotes that is attributive [6] => To what infectiously itself affects, [7] => Without some image of the affected merit. ) ) [8] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => TROILUS [LINE] => Array ( [0] => I take to-day a wife, and my election [1] => Is led on in the conduct of my will; [2] => My will enkindled by mine eyes and ears, [3] => Two traded pilots 'twixt the dangerous shores [4] => Of will and judgment: how may I avoid, [5] => Although my will distaste what it elected, [6] => The wife I chose? there can be no evasion [7] => To blench from this and to stand firm by honour: [8] => We turn not back the silks upon the merchant, [9] => When we have soil'd them, nor the remainder viands [10] => We do not throw in unrespective sieve, [11] => Because we now are full. It was thought meet [12] => Paris should do some vengeance on the Greeks: [13] => Your breath of full consent bellied his sails; [14] => The seas and winds, old wranglers, took a truce [15] => And did him service: he touch'd the ports desired, [16] => And for an old aunt whom the Greeks held captive, [17] => He brought a Grecian queen, whose youth and freshness [18] => Wrinkles Apollo's, and makes stale the morning. [19] => Why keep we her? the Grecians keep our aunt: [20] => Is she worth keeping? why, she is a pearl, [21] => Whose price hath launch'd above a thousand ships, [22] => And turn'd crown'd kings to merchants. [23] => If you'll avouch 'twas wisdom Paris went-- [24] => As you must needs, for you all cried 'Go, go,'-- [25] => If you'll confess he brought home noble prize-- [26] => As you must needs, for you all clapp'd your hands [27] => And cried 'Inestimable!'--why do you now [28] => The issue of your proper wisdoms rate, [29] => And do a deed that fortune never did, [30] => Beggar the estimation which you prized [31] => Richer than sea and land? O, theft most base, [32] => That we have stol'n what we do fear to keep! [33] => But, thieves, unworthy of a thing so stol'n, [34] => That in their country did them that disgrace, [35] => We fear to warrant in our native place! ) ) [9] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => CASSANDRA [LINE] => Array ( [STAGEDIR] => Within ) ) [10] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => PRIAM [LINE] => What noise? what shriek is this? ) [11] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => TROILUS [LINE] => 'Tis our mad sister, I do know her voice. ) [12] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => CASSANDRA [LINE] => Array ( [STAGEDIR] => Within ) ) [13] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => HECTOR [LINE] => It is Cassandra. ) [14] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => CASSANDRA [LINE] => Array ( [0] => Cry, Trojans, cry! lend me ten thousand eyes, [1] => And I will fill them with prophetic tears. ) ) [15] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => HECTOR [LINE] => Peace, sister, peace! ) [16] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => CASSANDRA [LINE] => Array ( [0] => Virgins and boys, mid-age and wrinkled eld, [1] => Soft infancy, that nothing canst but cry, [2] => Add to my clamours! let us pay betimes [3] => A moiety of that mass of moan to come. [4] => Cry, Trojans, cry! practise your eyes with tears! [5] => Troy must not be, nor goodly Ilion stand; [6] => Our firebrand brother, Paris, burns us all. [7] => Cry, Trojans, cry! a Helen and a woe: [8] => Cry, cry! Troy burns, or else let Helen go. ) ) [17] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => HECTOR [LINE] => Array ( [0] => Now, youthful Troilus, do not these high strains [1] => Of divination in our sister work [2] => Some touches of remorse? or is your blood [3] => So madly hot that no discourse of reason, [4] => Nor fear of bad success in a bad cause, [5] => Can qualify the same? ) ) [18] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => TROILUS [LINE] => Array ( [0] => Why, brother Hector, [1] => We may not think the justness of each act [2] => Such and no other than event doth form it, [3] => Nor once deject the courage of our minds, [4] => Because Cassandra's mad: her brain-sick raptures [5] => Cannot distaste the goodness of a quarrel [6] => Which hath our several honours all engaged [7] => To make it gracious. For my private part, [8] => I am no more touch'd than all Priam's sons: [9] => And Jove forbid there should be done amongst us [10] => Such things as might offend the weakest spleen [11] => To fight for and maintain! ) ) [19] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => PARIS [LINE] => Array ( [0] => Else might the world convince of levity [1] => As well my undertakings as your counsels: [2] => But I attest the gods, your full consent [3] => Gave wings to my propension and cut off [4] => All fears attending on so dire a project. [5] => For what, alas, can these my single arms? [6] => What Propugnation is in one man's valour, [7] => To stand the push and enmity of those [8] => This quarrel would excite? Yet, I protest, [9] => Were I alone to pass the difficulties [10] => And had as ample power as I have will, [11] => Paris should ne'er retract what he hath done, [12] => Nor faint in the pursuit. ) ) [20] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => PRIAM [LINE] => Array ( [0] => Paris, you speak [1] => Like one besotted on your sweet delights: [2] => You have the honey still, but these the gall; [3] => So to be valiant is no praise at all. ) ) [21] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => PARIS [LINE] => Array ( [0] => Sir, I propose not merely to myself [1] => The pleasures such a beauty brings with it; [2] => But I would have the soil of her fair rape [3] => Wiped off, in honourable keeping her. [4] => What treason were it to the ransack'd queen, [5] => Disgrace to your great worths and shame to me, [6] => Now to deliver her possession up [7] => On terms of base compulsion! Can it be [8] => That so degenerate a strain as this [9] => Should once set footing in your generous bosoms? [10] => There's not the meanest spirit on our party [11] => Without a heart to dare or sword to draw [12] => When Helen is defended, nor none so noble [13] => Whose life were ill bestow'd or death unfamed [14] => Where Helen is the subject; then, I say, [15] => Well may we fight for her whom, we know well, [16] => The world's large spaces cannot parallel. ) ) [22] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => HECTOR [LINE] => Array ( [0] => Paris and Troilus, you have both said well, [1] => And on the cause and question now in hand [2] => Have glozed, but superficially: not much [3] => Unlike young men, whom Aristotle thought [4] => Unfit to hear moral philosophy: [5] => The reasons you allege do more conduce [6] => To the hot passion of distemper'd blood [7] => Than to make up a free determination [8] => 'Twixt right and wrong, for pleasure and revenge [9] => Have ears more deaf than adders to the voice [10] => Of any true decision. Nature craves [11] => All dues be render'd to their owners: now, [12] => What nearer debt in all humanity [13] => Than wife is to the husband? If this law [14] => Of nature be corrupted through affection, [15] => And that great minds, of partial indulgence [16] => To their benumbed wills, resist the same, [17] => There is a law in each well-order'd nation [18] => To curb those raging appetites that are [19] => Most disobedient and refractory. [20] => If Helen then be wife to Sparta's king, [21] => As it is known she is, these moral laws [22] => Of nature and of nations speak aloud [23] => To have her back return'd: thus to persist [24] => In doing wrong extenuates not wrong, [25] => But makes it much more heavy. Hector's opinion [26] => Is this in way of truth; yet ne'ertheless, [27] => My spritely brethren, I propend to you [28] => In resolution to keep Helen still, [29] => For 'tis a cause that hath no mean dependance [30] => Upon our joint and several dignities. ) ) [23] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => TROILUS [LINE] => Array ( [0] => Why, there you touch'd the life of our design: [1] => Were it not glory that we more affected [2] => Than the performance of our heaving spleens, [3] => I would not wish a drop of Trojan blood [4] => Spent more in her defence. But, worthy Hector, [5] => She is a theme of honour and renown, [6] => A spur to valiant and magnanimous deeds, [7] => Whose present courage may beat down our foes, [8] => And fame in time to come canonize us; [9] => For, I presume, brave Hector would not lose [10] => So rich advantage of a promised glory [11] => As smiles upon the forehead of this action [12] => For the wide world's revenue. ) ) [24] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => HECTOR [LINE] => Array ( [0] => I am yours, [1] => You valiant offspring of great Priamus. [2] => I have a roisting challenge sent amongst [3] => The dun and factious nobles of the Greeks [4] => Will strike amazement to their drowsy spirits: [5] => I was advertised their great general slept, [6] => Whilst emulation in the army crept: [7] => This, I presume, will wake him. ) ) ) ) [2] => Array ( [TITLE] => SCENE III. The Grecian camp. Before Achilles' tent. [STAGEDIR] => Array ( [0] => Enter THERSITES, solus [1] => Enter PATROCLUS [2] => Enter ACHILLES [3] => Exit [4] => Exit [5] => Enter AGAMEMNON, ULYSSES, NESTOR, DIOMEDES, and AJAX [6] => Exit [7] => Takes AGAMEMNON aside [8] => Re-enter PATROCLUS [9] => Exit [10] => Exit ULYSSES [11] => Aside [12] => Re-enter ULYSSES [13] => Exit Act ) [SPEECH] => Array ( [0] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => THERSITES [LINE] => Array ( [0] => How now, Thersites! what lost in the labyrinth of [1] => thy fury! Shall the elephant Ajax carry it thus? He [2] => beats me, and I rail at him: O, worthy satisfaction! [3] => would it were otherwise; that I could beat him, [4] => whilst he railed at me. 'Sfoot, I'll learn to [5] => conjure and raise devils, but I'll see some issue of [6] => my spiteful execrations. Then there's Achilles, a [7] => rare enginer! If Troy be not taken till these two [8] => undermine it, the walls will stand till they fall of [9] => themselves. O thou great thunder-darter of Olympus, [10] => forget that thou art Jove, the king of gods and, [11] => Mercury, lose all the serpentine craft of thy [12] => caduceus, if ye take not that little, little less [13] => than little wit from them that they have! which [14] => short-armed ignorance itself knows is so abundant [15] => scarce, it will not in circumvention deliver a fly [16] => from a spider, without drawing their massy irons and [17] => cutting the web. After this, the vengeance on the [18] => whole camp! or rather, the bone-ache! for that, [19] => methinks, is the curse dependent on those that war [20] => for a placket. I have said my prayers and devil Envy [21] => say Amen. What ho! my Lord Achilles! ) ) [1] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => PATROCLUS [LINE] => Who's there? Thersites! Good Thersites, come in and rail. ) [2] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => THERSITES [LINE] => Array ( [0] => If I could have remembered a gilt counterfeit, thou [1] => wouldst not have slipped out of my contemplation: but [2] => it is no matter; thyself upon thyself! The common [3] => curse of mankind, folly and ignorance, be thine in [4] => great revenue! heaven bless thee from a tutor, and [5] => discipline come not near thee! Let thy blood be thy [6] => direction till thy death! then if she that lays thee [7] => out says thou art a fair corse, I'll be sworn and [8] => sworn upon't she never shrouded any but lazars. [9] => Amen. Where's Achilles? ) ) [3] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => PATROCLUS [LINE] => What, art thou devout? wast thou in prayer? ) [4] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => THERSITES [LINE] => Ay: the heavens hear me! ) [5] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => ACHILLES [LINE] => Who's there? ) [6] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => PATROCLUS [LINE] => Thersites, my lord. ) [7] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => ACHILLES [LINE] => Array ( [0] => Where, where? Art thou come? why, my cheese, my [1] => digestion, why hast thou not served thyself in to [2] => my table so many meals? Come, what's Agamemnon? ) ) [8] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => THERSITES [LINE] => Array ( [0] => Thy commander, Achilles. Then tell me, Patroclus, [1] => what's Achilles? ) ) [9] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => PATROCLUS [LINE] => Array ( [0] => Thy lord, Thersites: then tell me, I pray thee, [1] => what's thyself? ) ) [10] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => THERSITES [LINE] => Array ( [0] => Thy knower, Patroclus: then tell me, Patroclus, [1] => what art thou? ) ) [11] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => PATROCLUS [LINE] => Thou mayst tell that knowest. ) [12] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => ACHILLES [LINE] => O, tell, tell. ) [13] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => THERSITES [LINE] => Array ( [0] => I'll decline the whole question. Agamemnon commands [1] => Achilles; Achilles is my lord; I am Patroclus' [2] => knower, and Patroclus is a fool. ) ) [14] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => PATROCLUS [LINE] => You rascal! ) [15] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => THERSITES [LINE] => Peace, fool! I have not done. ) [16] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => ACHILLES [LINE] => He is a privileged man. Proceed, Thersites. ) [17] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => THERSITES [LINE] => Array ( [0] => Agamemnon is a fool; Achilles is a fool; Thersites [1] => is a fool, and, as aforesaid, Patroclus is a fool. ) ) [18] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => ACHILLES [LINE] => Derive this; come. ) [19] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => THERSITES [LINE] => Array ( [0] => Agamemnon is a fool to offer to command Achilles; [1] => Achilles is a fool to be commanded of Agamemnon; [2] => Thersites is a fool to serve such a fool, and [3] => Patroclus is a fool positive. ) ) [20] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => PATROCLUS [LINE] => Why am I a fool? ) [21] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => THERSITES [LINE] => Array ( [0] => Make that demand of the prover. It suffices me thou [1] => art. Look you, who comes here? ) ) [22] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => ACHILLES [LINE] => Array ( [0] => Patroclus, I'll speak with nobody. [1] => Come in with me, Thersites. ) ) [23] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => THERSITES [LINE] => Array ( [0] => Here is such patchery, such juggling and such [1] => knavery! all the argument is a cuckold and a [2] => whore; a good quarrel to draw emulous factions [3] => and bleed to death upon. Now, the dry serpigo on [4] => the subject! and war and lechery confound all! ) ) [24] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => AGAMEMNON [LINE] => Where is Achilles? ) [25] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => PATROCLUS [LINE] => Within his tent; but ill disposed, my lord. ) [26] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => AGAMEMNON [LINE] => Array ( [0] => Let it be known to him that we are here. [1] => He shent our messengers; and we lay by [2] => Our appertainments, visiting of him: [3] => Let him be told so; lest perchance he think [4] => We dare not move the question of our place, [5] => Or know not what we are. ) ) [27] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => PATROCLUS [LINE] => I shall say so to him. ) [28] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => ULYSSES [LINE] => Array ( [0] => We saw him at the opening of his tent: [1] => He is not sick. ) ) [29] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => AJAX [LINE] => Array ( [0] => Yes, lion-sick, sick of proud heart: you may call it [1] => melancholy, if you will favour the man; but, by my [2] => head, 'tis pride: but why, why? let him show us the [3] => cause. A word, my lord. ) ) [30] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => NESTOR [LINE] => What moves Ajax thus to bay at him? ) [31] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => ULYSSES [LINE] => Achilles hath inveigled his fool from him. ) [32] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => NESTOR [LINE] => Who, Thersites? ) [33] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => ULYSSES [LINE] => He. ) [34] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => NESTOR [LINE] => Then will Ajax lack matter, if he have lost his argument. ) [35] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => ULYSSES [LINE] => Array ( [0] => No, you see, he is his argument that has his [1] => argument, Achilles. ) ) [36] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => NESTOR [LINE] => Array ( [0] => All the better; their fraction is more our wish than [1] => their faction: but it was a strong composure a fool [2] => could disunite. ) ) [37] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => ULYSSES [LINE] => Array ( [0] => The amity that wisdom knits not, folly may easily [1] => untie. Here comes Patroclus. ) ) [38] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => NESTOR [LINE] => No Achilles with him. ) [39] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => ULYSSES [LINE] => Array ( [0] => The elephant hath joints, but none for courtesy: [1] => his legs are legs for necessity, not for flexure. ) ) [40] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => PATROCLUS [LINE] => Array ( [0] => Achilles bids me say, he is much sorry, [1] => If any thing more than your sport and pleasure [2] => Did move your greatness and this noble state [3] => To call upon him; he hopes it is no other [4] => But for your health and your digestion sake, [5] => And after-dinner's breath. ) ) [41] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => AGAMEMNON [LINE] => Array ( [0] => Hear you, Patroclus: [1] => We are too well acquainted with these answers: [2] => But his evasion, wing'd thus swift with scorn, [3] => Cannot outfly our apprehensions. [4] => Much attribute he hath, and much the reason [5] => Why we ascribe it to him; yet all his virtues, [6] => Not virtuously on his own part beheld, [7] => Do in our eyes begin to lose their gloss, [8] => Yea, like fair fruit in an unwholesome dish, [9] => Are like to rot untasted. Go and tell him, [10] => We come to speak with him; and you shall not sin, [11] => If you do say we think him over-proud [12] => And under-honest, in self-assumption greater [13] => Than in the note of judgment; and worthier [14] => than himself [15] => Here tend the savage strangeness he puts on, [16] => Disguise the holy strength of their command, [17] => And underwrite in an observing kind [18] => His humorous predominance; yea, watch [19] => His pettish lunes, his ebbs, his flows, as if [20] => The passage and whole carriage of this action [21] => Rode on his tide. Go tell him this, and add, [22] => That if he overhold his price so much, [23] => We'll none of him; but let him, like an engine [24] => Not portable, lie under this report: [25] => 'Bring action hither, this cannot go to war: [26] => A stirring dwarf we do allowance give [27] => Before a sleeping giant.' Tell him so. ) ) [42] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => PATROCLUS [LINE] => I shall; and bring his answer presently. ) [43] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => AGAMEMNON [LINE] => Array ( [0] => In second voice we'll not be satisfied; [1] => We come to speak with him. Ulysses, enter you. ) ) [44] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => AJAX [LINE] => What is he more than another? ) [45] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => AGAMEMNON [LINE] => No more than what he thinks he is. ) [46] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => AJAX [LINE] => Array ( [0] => Is he so much? Do you not think he thinks himself a [1] => better man than I am? ) ) [47] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => AGAMEMNON [LINE] => No question. ) [48] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => AJAX [LINE] => Will you subscribe his thought, and say he is? ) [49] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => AGAMEMNON [LINE] => Array ( [0] => No, noble Ajax; you are as strong, as valiant, as [1] => wise, no less noble, much more gentle, and altogether [2] => more tractable. ) ) [50] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => AJAX [LINE] => Array ( [0] => Why should a man be proud? How doth pride grow? I [1] => know not what pride is. ) ) [51] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => AGAMEMNON [LINE] => Array ( [0] => Your mind is the clearer, Ajax, and your virtues the [1] => fairer. He that is proud eats up himself: pride is [2] => his own glass, his own trumpet, his own chronicle; [3] => and whatever praises itself but in the deed, devours [4] => the deed in the praise. ) ) [52] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => AJAX [LINE] => I do hate a proud man, as I hate the engendering of toads. ) [53] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => NESTOR [LINE] => Yet he loves himself: is't not strange? ) [54] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => ULYSSES [LINE] => Achilles will not to the field to-morrow. ) [55] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => AGAMEMNON [LINE] => What's his excuse? ) [56] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => ULYSSES [LINE] => Array ( [0] => He doth rely on none, [1] => But carries on the stream of his dispose [2] => Without observance or respect of any, [3] => In will peculiar and in self-admission. ) ) [57] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => AGAMEMNON [LINE] => Array ( [0] => Why will he not upon our fair request [1] => Untent his person and share the air with us? ) ) [58] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => ULYSSES [LINE] => Array ( [0] => Things small as nothing, for request's sake only, [1] => He makes important: possess'd he is with greatness, [2] => And speaks not to himself but with a pride [3] => That quarrels at self-breath: imagined worth [4] => Holds in his blood such swoln and hot discourse [5] => That 'twixt his mental and his active parts [6] => Kingdom'd Achilles in commotion rages [7] => And batters down himself: what should I say? [8] => He is so plaguy proud that the death-tokens of it [9] => Cry 'No recovery.' ) ) [59] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => AGAMEMNON [LINE] => Array ( [0] => Let Ajax go to him. [1] => Dear lord, go you and greet him in his tent: [2] => 'Tis said he holds you well, and will be led [3] => At your request a little from himself. ) ) [60] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => ULYSSES [LINE] => Array ( [0] => O Agamemnon, let it not be so! [1] => We'll consecrate the steps that Ajax makes [2] => When they go from Achilles: shall the proud lord [3] => That bastes his arrogance with his own seam [4] => And never suffers matter of the world [5] => Enter his thoughts, save such as do revolve [6] => And ruminate himself, shall he be worshipp'd [7] => Of that we hold an idol more than he? [8] => No, this thrice worthy and right valiant lord [9] => Must not so stale his palm, nobly acquired; [10] => Nor, by my will, assubjugate his merit, [11] => As amply titled as Achilles is, [12] => By going to Achilles: [13] => That were to enlard his fat already pride [14] => And add more coals to Cancer when he burns [15] => With entertaining great Hyperion. [16] => This lord go to him! Jupiter forbid, [17] => And say in thunder 'Achilles go to him.' ) ) [61] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => NESTOR [LINE] => Array ( [0] => Array ( [STAGEDIR] => Aside to DIOMEDES ) [1] => vein of him. ) ) [62] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => DIOMEDES [LINE] => Array ( [0] => Array ( [STAGEDIR] => Aside to NESTOR ) [1] => this applause! ) ) [63] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => AJAX [LINE] => If I go to him, with my armed fist I'll pash him o'er the face. ) [64] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => AGAMEMNON [LINE] => O, no, you shall not go. ) [65] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => AJAX [LINE] => Array ( [0] => An a' be proud with me, I'll pheeze his pride: [1] => Let me go to him. ) ) [66] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => ULYSSES [LINE] => Not for the worth that hangs upon our quarrel. ) [67] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => AJAX [LINE] => A paltry, insolent fellow! ) [68] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => NESTOR [LINE] => How he describes himself! ) [69] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => AJAX [LINE] => Can he not be sociable? ) [70] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => ULYSSES [LINE] => The raven chides blackness. ) [71] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => AJAX [LINE] => I'll let his humours blood. ) [72] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => AGAMEMNON [LINE] => He will be the physician that should be the patient. ) [73] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => AJAX [LINE] => An all men were o' my mind,-- ) [74] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => ULYSSES [LINE] => Wit would be out of fashion. ) [75] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => AJAX [LINE] => Array ( [0] => A' should not bear it so, a' should eat swords first: [1] => shall pride carry it? ) ) [76] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => NESTOR [LINE] => An 'twould, you'ld carry half. ) [77] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => ULYSSES [LINE] => A' would have ten shares. ) [78] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => AJAX [LINE] => I will knead him; I'll make him supple. ) [79] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => NESTOR [LINE] => Array ( [0] => He's not yet through warm: force him with praises: [1] => pour in, pour in; his ambition is dry. ) ) [80] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => ULYSSES [LINE] => Array ( [STAGEDIR] => To AGAMEMNON ) ) [81] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => NESTOR [LINE] => Our noble general, do not do so. ) [82] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => DIOMEDES [LINE] => You must prepare to fight without Achilles. ) [83] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => ULYSSES [LINE] => Array ( [0] => Why, 'tis this naming of him does him harm. [1] => Here is a man--but 'tis before his face; [2] => I will be silent. ) ) [84] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => NESTOR [LINE] => Array ( [0] => Wherefore should you so? [1] => He is not emulous, as Achilles is. ) ) [85] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => ULYSSES [LINE] => Know the whole world, he is as valiant. ) [86] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => AJAX [LINE] => Array ( [0] => A whoreson dog, that shall pelter thus with us! [1] => Would he were a Trojan! ) ) [87] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => NESTOR [LINE] => What a vice were it in Ajax now,-- ) [88] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => ULYSSES [LINE] => If he were proud,-- ) [89] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => DIOMEDES [LINE] => Or covetous of praise,-- ) [90] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => ULYSSES [LINE] => Ay, or surly borne,-- ) [91] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => DIOMEDES [LINE] => Or strange, or self-affected! ) [92] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => ULYSSES [LINE] => Array ( [0] => Thank the heavens, lord, thou art of sweet composure; [1] => Praise him that got thee, she that gave thee suck: [2] => Famed be thy tutor, and thy parts of nature [3] => Thrice famed, beyond all erudition: [4] => But he that disciplined thy arms to fight, [5] => Let Mars divide eternity in twain, [6] => And give him half: and, for thy vigour, [7] => Bull-bearing Milo his addition yield [8] => To sinewy Ajax. I will not praise thy wisdom, [9] => Which, like a bourn, a pale, a shore, confines [10] => Thy spacious and dilated parts: here's Nestor; [11] => Instructed by the antiquary times, [12] => He must, he is, he cannot but be wise: [13] => Put pardon, father Nestor, were your days [14] => As green as Ajax' and your brain so temper'd, [15] => You should not have the eminence of him, [16] => But be as Ajax. ) ) [93] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => AJAX [LINE] => Shall I call you father? ) [94] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => NESTOR [LINE] => Ay, my good son. ) [95] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => DIOMEDES [LINE] => Be ruled by him, Lord Ajax. ) [96] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => ULYSSES [LINE] => Array ( [0] => There is no tarrying here; the hart Achilles [1] => Keeps thicket. Please it our great general [2] => To call together all his state of war; [3] => Fresh kings are come to Troy: to-morrow [4] => We must with all our main of power stand fast: [5] => And here's a lord,--come knights from east to west, [6] => And cull their flower, Ajax shall cope the best. ) ) [97] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => AGAMEMNON [LINE] => Array ( [0] => Go we to council. Let Achilles sleep: [1] => Light boats sail swift, though greater hulks draw deep. ) ) ) ) ) ) [2] => Array ( [TITLE] => ACT III [SCENE] => Array ( [0] => Array ( [TITLE] => SCENE I. Troy. Priam's palace. [STAGEDIR] => Array ( [0] => Enter a Servant and PANDARUS [1] => Enter PARIS and HELEN, attended [2] => Exit [3] => A retreat sounded [4] => Exit Act ) [SPEECH] => Array ( [0] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => PANDARUS [LINE] => Array ( [0] => Friend, you! pray you, a word: do not you follow [1] => the young Lord Paris? ) ) [1] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => Servant [LINE] => Ay, sir, when he goes before me. ) [2] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => PANDARUS [LINE] => You depend upon him, I mean? ) [3] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => Servant [LINE] => Sir, I do depend upon the lord. ) [4] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => PANDARUS [LINE] => Array ( [0] => You depend upon a noble gentleman; I must needs [1] => praise him. ) ) [5] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => Servant [LINE] => The lord be praised! ) [6] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => PANDARUS [LINE] => You know me, do you not? ) [7] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => Servant [LINE] => Faith, sir, superficially. ) [8] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => PANDARUS [LINE] => Friend, know me better; I am the Lord Pandarus. ) [9] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => Servant [LINE] => I hope I shall know your honour better. ) [10] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => PANDARUS [LINE] => I do desire it. ) [11] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => Servant [LINE] => You are in the state of grace. ) [12] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => PANDARUS [LINE] => Array ( [0] => Grace! not so, friend: honour and lordship are my titles. [1] => What music is this? ) [STAGEDIR] => Music within ) [13] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => Servant [LINE] => I do but partly know, sir: it is music in parts. ) [14] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => PANDARUS [LINE] => Know you the musicians? ) [15] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => Servant [LINE] => Wholly, sir. ) [16] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => PANDARUS [LINE] => Who play they to? ) [17] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => Servant [LINE] => To the hearers, sir. ) [18] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => PANDARUS [LINE] => At whose pleasure, friend ) [19] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => Servant [LINE] => At mine, sir, and theirs that love music. ) [20] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => PANDARUS [LINE] => Command, I mean, friend. ) [21] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => Servant [LINE] => Who shall I command, sir? ) [22] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => PANDARUS [LINE] => Array ( [0] => Friend, we understand not one another: I am too [1] => courtly and thou art too cunning. At whose request [2] => do these men play? ) ) [23] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => Servant [LINE] => Array ( [0] => That's to 't indeed, sir: marry, sir, at the request [1] => of Paris my lord, who's there in person; with him, [2] => the mortal Venus, the heart-blood of beauty, love's [3] => invisible soul,-- ) ) [24] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => PANDARUS [LINE] => Who, my cousin Cressida? ) [25] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => Servant [LINE] => Array ( [0] => No, sir, Helen: could you not find out that by her [1] => attributes? ) ) [26] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => PANDARUS [LINE] => Array ( [0] => It should seem, fellow, that thou hast not seen the [1] => Lady Cressida. I come to speak with Paris from the [2] => Prince Troilus: I will make a complimental assault [3] => upon him, for my business seethes. ) ) [27] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => Servant [LINE] => Sodden business! there's a stewed phrase indeed! ) [28] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => PANDARUS [LINE] => Array ( [0] => Fair be to you, my lord, and to all this fair [1] => company! fair desires, in all fair measure, [2] => fairly guide them! especially to you, fair queen! [3] => fair thoughts be your fair pillow! ) ) [29] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => HELEN [LINE] => Dear lord, you are full of fair words. ) [30] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => PANDARUS [LINE] => Array ( [0] => You speak your fair pleasure, sweet queen. Fair [1] => prince, here is good broken music. ) ) [31] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => PARIS [LINE] => Array ( [0] => You have broke it, cousin: and, by my life, you [1] => shall make it whole again; you shall piece it out [2] => with a piece of your performance. Nell, he is full [3] => of harmony. ) ) [32] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => PANDARUS [LINE] => Truly, lady, no. ) [33] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => HELEN [LINE] => O, sir,-- ) [34] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => PANDARUS [LINE] => Rude, in sooth; in good sooth, very rude. ) [35] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => PARIS [LINE] => Well said, my lord! well, you say so in fits. ) [36] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => PANDARUS [LINE] => Array ( [0] => I have business to my lord, dear queen. My lord, [1] => will you vouchsafe me a word? ) ) [37] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => HELEN [LINE] => Array ( [0] => Nay, this shall not hedge us out: we'll hear you [1] => sing, certainly. ) ) [38] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => PANDARUS [LINE] => Array ( [0] => Well, sweet queen. you are pleasant with me. But, [1] => marry, thus, my lord: my dear lord and most esteemed [2] => friend, your brother Troilus,-- ) ) [39] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => HELEN [LINE] => My Lord Pandarus; honey-sweet lord,-- ) [40] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => PANDARUS [LINE] => Array ( [0] => Go to, sweet queen, to go:--commends himself most [1] => affectionately to you,-- ) ) [41] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => HELEN [LINE] => Array ( [0] => You shall not bob us out of our melody: if you do, [1] => our melancholy upon your head! ) ) [42] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => PANDARUS [LINE] => Sweet queen, sweet queen! that's a sweet queen, i' faith. ) [43] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => HELEN [LINE] => And to make a sweet lady sad is a sour offence. ) [44] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => PANDARUS [LINE] => Array ( [0] => Nay, that shall not serve your turn; that shall not, [1] => in truth, la. Nay, I care not for such words; no, [2] => no. And, my lord, he desires you, that if the king [3] => call for him at supper, you will make his excuse. ) ) [45] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => HELEN [LINE] => My Lord Pandarus,-- ) [46] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => PANDARUS [LINE] => What says my sweet queen, my very very sweet queen? ) [47] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => PARIS [LINE] => What exploit's in hand? where sups he to-night? ) [48] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => HELEN [LINE] => Nay, but, my lord,-- ) [49] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => PANDARUS [LINE] => Array ( [0] => What says my sweet queen? My cousin will fall out [1] => with you. You must not know where he sups. ) ) [50] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => PARIS [LINE] => I'll lay my life, with my disposer Cressida. ) [51] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => PANDARUS [LINE] => Array ( [0] => No, no, no such matter; you are wide: come, your [1] => disposer is sick. ) ) [52] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => PARIS [LINE] => Well, I'll make excuse. ) [53] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => PANDARUS [LINE] => Array ( [0] => Ay, good my lord. Why should you say Cressida? no, [1] => your poor disposer's sick. ) ) [54] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => PARIS [LINE] => I spy. ) [55] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => PANDARUS [LINE] => Array ( [0] => You spy! what do you spy? Come, give me an [1] => instrument. Now, sweet queen. ) ) [56] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => HELEN [LINE] => Why, this is kindly done. ) [57] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => PANDARUS [LINE] => Array ( [0] => My niece is horribly in love with a thing you have, [1] => sweet queen. ) ) [58] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => HELEN [LINE] => She shall have it, my lord, if it be not my lord Paris. ) [59] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => PANDARUS [LINE] => He! no, she'll none of him; they two are twain. ) [60] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => HELEN [LINE] => Falling in, after falling out, may make them three. ) [61] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => PANDARUS [LINE] => Array ( [0] => Come, come, I'll hear no more of this; I'll sing [1] => you a song now. ) ) [62] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => HELEN [LINE] => Array ( [0] => Ay, ay, prithee now. By my troth, sweet lord, thou [1] => hast a fine forehead. ) ) [63] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => PANDARUS [LINE] => Ay, you may, you may. ) [64] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => HELEN [LINE] => Array ( [0] => Let thy song be love: this love will undo us all. [1] => O Cupid, Cupid, Cupid! ) ) [65] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => PANDARUS [LINE] => Love! ay, that it shall, i' faith. ) [66] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => PARIS [LINE] => Ay, good now, love, love, nothing but love. ) [67] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => PANDARUS [LINE] => Array ( [0] => In good troth, it begins so. [1] => Love, love, nothing but love, still more! [2] => For, O, love's bow [3] => Shoots buck and doe: [4] => The shaft confounds, [5] => Not that it wounds, [6] => But tickles still the sore. [7] => These lovers cry Oh! oh! they die! [8] => Yet that which seems the wound to kill, [9] => Doth turn oh! oh! to ha! ha! he! [10] => So dying love lives still: [11] => Oh! oh! a while, but ha! ha! ha! [12] => Oh! oh! groans out for ha! ha! ha! [13] => Heigh-ho! ) [STAGEDIR] => Sings ) [68] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => HELEN [LINE] => In love, i' faith, to the very tip of the nose. ) [69] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => PARIS [LINE] => Array ( [0] => He eats nothing but doves, love, and that breeds hot [1] => blood, and hot blood begets hot thoughts, and hot [2] => thoughts beget hot deeds, and hot deeds is love. ) ) [70] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => PANDARUS [LINE] => Array ( [0] => Is this the generation of love? hot blood, hot [1] => thoughts, and hot deeds? Why, they are vipers: [2] => is love a generation of vipers? Sweet lord, who's [3] => a-field to-day? ) ) [71] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => PARIS [LINE] => Array ( [0] => Hector, Deiphobus, Helenus, Antenor, and all the [1] => gallantry of Troy: I would fain have armed to-day, [2] => but my Nell would not have it so. How chance my [3] => brother Troilus went not? ) ) [72] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => HELEN [LINE] => He hangs the lip at something: you know all, Lord Pandarus. ) [73] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => PANDARUS [LINE] => Array ( [0] => Not I, honey-sweet queen. I long to hear how they [1] => sped to-day. You'll remember your brother's excuse? ) ) [74] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => PARIS [LINE] => To a hair. ) [75] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => PANDARUS [LINE] => Farewell, sweet queen. ) [76] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => HELEN [LINE] => Commend me to your niece. ) [77] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => PANDARUS [LINE] => I will, sweet queen. ) [78] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => PARIS [LINE] => Array ( [0] => They're come from field: let us to Priam's hall, [1] => To greet the warriors. Sweet Helen, I must woo you [2] => To help unarm our Hector: his stubborn buckles, [3] => With these your white enchanting fingers touch'd, [4] => Shall more obey than to the edge of steel [5] => Or force of Greekish sinews; you shall do more [6] => Than all the island kings,--disarm great Hector. ) ) [79] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => HELEN [LINE] => Array ( [0] => 'Twill make us proud to be his servant, Paris; [1] => Yea, what he shall receive of us in duty [2] => Gives us more palm in beauty than we have, [3] => Yea, overshines ourself. ) ) [80] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => PARIS [LINE] => Sweet, above thought I love thee. ) ) ) [1] => Array ( [TITLE] => SCENE II. The same. Pandarus' orchard. [STAGEDIR] => Array ( [0] => Enter PANDARUS and Troilus's Boy, meeting [1] => Exit Boy [2] => Exit [3] => Re-enter PANDARUS [4] => Exit [5] => Re-enter PANDARUS with CRESSIDA [6] => Exit [7] => Re-enter PANDARUS [8] => Exit Act ) [SPEECH] => Array ( [0] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => PANDARUS [LINE] => Array ( [0] => How now! where's thy master? at my cousin [1] => Cressida's? ) ) [1] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => Boy [LINE] => No, sir; he stays for you to conduct him thither. ) [2] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => PANDARUS [LINE] => Array ( [0] => O, here he comes. [1] => How now, how now! ) [STAGEDIR] => Enter TROILUS ) [3] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => TROILUS [LINE] => Sirrah, walk off. ) [4] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => PANDARUS [LINE] => Have you seen my cousin? ) [5] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => TROILUS [LINE] => Array ( [0] => No, Pandarus: I stalk about her door, [1] => Like a strange soul upon the Stygian banks [2] => Staying for waftage. O, be thou my Charon, [3] => And give me swift transportance to those fields [4] => Where I may wallow in the lily-beds [5] => Proposed for the deserver! O gentle Pandarus, [6] => From Cupid's shoulder pluck his painted wings [7] => And fly with me to Cressid! ) ) [6] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => PANDARUS [LINE] => Walk here i' the orchard, I'll bring her straight. ) [7] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => TROILUS [LINE] => Array ( [0] => I am giddy; expectation whirls me round. [1] => The imaginary relish is so sweet [2] => That it enchants my sense: what will it be, [3] => When that the watery palate tastes indeed [4] => Love's thrice repured nectar? death, I fear me, [5] => Swooning destruction, or some joy too fine, [6] => Too subtle-potent, tuned too sharp in sweetness, [7] => For the capacity of my ruder powers: [8] => I fear it much; and I do fear besides, [9] => That I shall lose distinction in my joys; [10] => As doth a battle, when they charge on heaps [11] => The enemy flying. ) ) [8] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => PANDARUS [LINE] => Array ( [0] => She's making her ready, she'll come straight: you [1] => must be witty now. She does so blush, and fetches [2] => her wind so short, as if she were frayed with a [3] => sprite: I'll fetch her. It is the prettiest [4] => villain: she fetches her breath as short as a [5] => new-ta'en sparrow. ) ) [9] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => TROILUS [LINE] => Array ( [0] => Even such a passion doth embrace my bosom: [1] => My heart beats thicker than a feverous pulse; [2] => And all my powers do their bestowing lose, [3] => Like vassalage at unawares encountering [4] => The eye of majesty. ) ) [10] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => PANDARUS [LINE] => Array ( [0] => Come, come, what need you blush? shame's a baby. [1] => Here she is now: swear the oaths now to her that [2] => you have sworn to me. What, are you gone again? [3] => you must be watched ere you be made tame, must you? [4] => Come your ways, come your ways; an you draw backward, [5] => we'll put you i' the fills. Why do you not speak to [6] => her? Come, draw this curtain, and let's see your [7] => picture. Alas the day, how loath you are to offend [8] => daylight! an 'twere dark, you'ld close sooner. [9] => So, so; rub on, and kiss the mistress. How now! [10] => a kiss in fee-farm! build there, carpenter; the air [11] => is sweet. Nay, you shall fight your hearts out ere [12] => I part you. The falcon as the tercel, for all the [13] => ducks i' the river: go to, go to. ) ) [11] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => TROILUS [LINE] => You have bereft me of all words, lady. ) [12] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => PANDARUS [LINE] => Array ( [0] => Words pay no debts, give her deeds: but she'll [1] => bereave you o' the deeds too, if she call your [2] => activity in question. What, billing again? Here's [3] => 'In witness whereof the parties interchangeably'-- [4] => Come in, come in: I'll go get a fire. ) ) [13] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => CRESSIDA [LINE] => Will you walk in, my lord? ) [14] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => TROILUS [LINE] => O Cressida, how often have I wished me thus! ) [15] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => CRESSIDA [LINE] => Wished, my lord! The gods grant,--O my lord! ) [16] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => TROILUS [LINE] => Array ( [0] => What should they grant? what makes this pretty [1] => abruption? What too curious dreg espies my sweet [2] => lady in the fountain of our love? ) ) [17] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => CRESSIDA [LINE] => More dregs than water, if my fears have eyes. ) [18] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => TROILUS [LINE] => Fears make devils of cherubims; they never see truly. ) [19] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => CRESSIDA [LINE] => Array ( [0] => Blind fear, that seeing reason leads, finds safer [1] => footing than blind reason stumbling without fear: to [2] => fear the worst oft cures the worse. ) ) [20] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => TROILUS [LINE] => Array ( [0] => O, let my lady apprehend no fear: in all Cupid's [1] => pageant there is presented no monster. ) ) [21] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => CRESSIDA [LINE] => Nor nothing monstrous neither? ) [22] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => TROILUS [LINE] => Array ( [0] => Nothing, but our undertakings; when we vow to weep [1] => seas, live in fire, eat rocks, tame tigers; thinking [2] => it harder for our mistress to devise imposition [3] => enough than for us to undergo any difficulty imposed. [4] => This is the monstruosity in love, lady, that the will [5] => is infinite and the execution confined, that the [6] => desire is boundless and the act a slave to limit. ) ) [23] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => CRESSIDA [LINE] => Array ( [0] => They say all lovers swear more performance than they [1] => are able and yet reserve an ability that they never [2] => perform, vowing more than the perfection of ten and [3] => discharging less than the tenth part of one. They [4] => that have the voice of lions and the act of hares, [5] => are they not monsters? ) ) [24] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => TROILUS [LINE] => Array ( [0] => Are there such? such are not we: praise us as we [1] => are tasted, allow us as we prove; our head shall go [2] => bare till merit crown it: no perfection in reversion [3] => shall have a praise in present: we will not name [4] => desert before his birth, and, being born, his addition [5] => shall be humble. Few words to fair faith: Troilus [6] => shall be such to Cressid as what envy can say worst [7] => shall be a mock for his truth, and what truth can [8] => speak truest not truer than Troilus. ) ) [25] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => CRESSIDA [LINE] => Will you walk in, my lord? ) [26] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => PANDARUS [LINE] => What, blushing still? have you not done talking yet? ) [27] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => CRESSIDA [LINE] => Well, uncle, what folly I commit, I dedicate to you. ) [28] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => PANDARUS [LINE] => Array ( [0] => I thank you for that: if my lord get a boy of you, [1] => you'll give him me. Be true to my lord: if he [2] => flinch, chide me for it. ) ) [29] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => TROILUS [LINE] => Array ( [0] => You know now your hostages; your uncle's word and my [1] => firm faith. ) ) [30] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => PANDARUS [LINE] => Array ( [0] => Nay, I'll give my word for her too: our kindred, [1] => though they be long ere they are wooed, they are [2] => constant being won: they are burs, I can tell you; [3] => they'll stick where they are thrown. ) ) [31] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => CRESSIDA [LINE] => Array ( [0] => Boldness comes to me now, and brings me heart. [1] => Prince Troilus, I have loved you night and day [2] => For many weary months. ) ) [32] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => TROILUS [LINE] => Why was my Cressid then so hard to win? ) [33] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => CRESSIDA [LINE] => Array ( [0] => Hard to seem won: but I was won, my lord, [1] => With the first glance that ever--pardon me-- [2] => If I confess much, you will play the tyrant. [3] => I love you now; but not, till now, so much [4] => But I might master it: in faith, I lie; [5] => My thoughts were like unbridled children, grown [6] => Too headstrong for their mother. See, we fools! [7] => Why have I blabb'd? who shall be true to us, [8] => When we are so unsecret to ourselves? [9] => But, though I loved you well, I woo'd you not; [10] => And yet, good faith, I wish'd myself a man, [11] => Or that we women had men's privilege [12] => Of speaking first. Sweet, bid me hold my tongue, [13] => For in this rapture I shall surely speak [14] => The thing I shall repent. See, see, your silence, [15] => Cunning in dumbness, from my weakness draws [16] => My very soul of counsel! stop my mouth. ) ) [34] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => TROILUS [LINE] => And shall, albeit sweet music issues thence. ) [35] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => PANDARUS [LINE] => Pretty, i' faith. ) [36] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => CRESSIDA [LINE] => Array ( [0] => My lord, I do beseech you, pardon me; [1] => 'Twas not my purpose, thus to beg a kiss: [2] => I am ashamed. O heavens! what have I done? [3] => For this time will I take my leave, my lord. ) ) [37] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => TROILUS [LINE] => Your leave, sweet Cressid! ) [38] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => PANDARUS [LINE] => Leave! an you take leave till to-morrow morning,-- ) [39] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => CRESSIDA [LINE] => Pray you, content you. ) [40] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => TROILUS [LINE] => What offends you, lady? ) [41] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => CRESSIDA [LINE] => Sir, mine own company. ) [42] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => TROILUS [LINE] => You cannot shun Yourself. ) [43] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => CRESSIDA [LINE] => Array ( [0] => Let me go and try: [1] => I have a kind of self resides with you; [2] => But an unkind self, that itself will leave, [3] => To be another's fool. I would be gone: [4] => Where is my wit? I know not what I speak. ) ) [44] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => TROILUS [LINE] => Well know they what they speak that speak so wisely. ) [45] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => CRESSIDA [LINE] => Array ( [0] => Perchance, my lord, I show more craft than love; [1] => And fell so roundly to a large confession, [2] => To angle for your thoughts: but you are wise, [3] => Or else you love not, for to be wise and love [4] => Exceeds man's might; that dwells with gods above. ) ) [46] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => TROILUS [LINE] => Array ( [0] => O that I thought it could be in a woman-- [1] => As, if it can, I will presume in you-- [2] => To feed for aye her ramp and flames of love; [3] => To keep her constancy in plight and youth, [4] => Outliving beauty's outward, with a mind [5] => That doth renew swifter than blood decays! [6] => Or that persuasion could but thus convince me, [7] => That my integrity and truth to you [8] => Might be affronted with the match and weight [9] => Of such a winnow'd purity in love; [10] => How were I then uplifted! but, alas! [11] => I am as true as truth's simplicity [12] => And simpler than the infancy of truth. ) ) [47] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => CRESSIDA [LINE] => In that I'll war with you. ) [48] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => TROILUS [LINE] => Array ( [0] => O virtuous fight, [1] => When right with right wars who shall be most right! [2] => True swains in love shall in the world to come [3] => Approve their truths by Troilus: when their rhymes, [4] => Full of protest, of oath and big compare, [5] => Want similes, truth tired with iteration, [6] => As true as steel, as plantage to the moon, [7] => As sun to day, as turtle to her mate, [8] => As iron to adamant, as earth to the centre, [9] => Yet, after all comparisons of truth, [10] => As truth's authentic author to be cited, [11] => 'As true as Troilus' shall crown up the verse, [12] => And sanctify the numbers. ) ) [49] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => CRESSIDA [LINE] => Array ( [0] => Prophet may you be! [1] => If I be false, or swerve a hair from truth, [2] => When time is old and hath forgot itself, [3] => When waterdrops have worn the stones of Troy, [4] => And blind oblivion swallow'd cities up, [5] => And mighty states characterless are grated [6] => To dusty nothing, yet let memory, [7] => From false to false, among false maids in love, [8] => Upbraid my falsehood! when they've said 'as false [9] => As air, as water, wind, or sandy earth, [10] => As fox to lamb, as wolf to heifer's calf, [11] => Pard to the hind, or stepdame to her son,' [12] => 'Yea,' let them say, to stick the heart of falsehood, [13] => 'As false as Cressid.' ) ) [50] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => PANDARUS [LINE] => Array ( [0] => Go to, a bargain made: seal it, seal it; I'll be the [1] => witness. Here I hold your hand, here my cousin's. [2] => If ever you prove false one to another, since I have [3] => taken such pains to bring you together, let all [4] => pitiful goers-between be called to the world's end [5] => after my name; call them all Pandars; let all [6] => constant men be Troiluses, all false women Cressids, [7] => and all brokers-between Pandars! say, amen. ) ) [51] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => TROILUS [LINE] => Amen. ) [52] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => CRESSIDA [LINE] => Amen. ) [53] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => PANDARUS [LINE] => Array ( [0] => Amen. Whereupon I will show you a chamber with a [1] => bed; which bed, because it shall not speak of your [2] => pretty encounters, press it to death: away! [3] => And Cupid grant all tongue-tied maidens here [4] => Bed, chamber, Pandar to provide this gear! ) ) ) ) [2] => Array ( [TITLE] => SCENE III. The Grecian camp. Before Achilles' tent. [STAGEDIR] => Array ( [0] => Enter AGAMEMNON, ULYSSES, DIOMEDES, NESTOR, AJAX, MENELAUS, and CALCHAS [1] => Exeunt DIOMEDES and CALCHAS [2] => Enter ACHILLES and PATROCLUS, before their tent [3] => Exeunt AGAMEMNON and NESTOR [4] => Exit [5] => Exit [6] => Exit [7] => Exeunt ACHILLES and PATROCLUS [8] => Exit ) [SPEECH] => Array ( [0] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => CALCHAS [LINE] => Array ( [0] => Now, princes, for the service I have done you, [1] => The advantage of the time prompts me aloud [2] => To call for recompense. Appear it to your mind [3] => That, through the sight I bear in things to love, [4] => I have abandon'd Troy, left my possession, [5] => Incurr'd a traitor's name; exposed myself, [6] => From certain and possess'd conveniences, [7] => To doubtful fortunes; sequestering from me all [8] => That time, acquaintance, custom and condition [9] => Made tame and most familiar to my nature, [10] => And here, to do you service, am become [11] => As new into the world, strange, unacquainted: [12] => I do beseech you, as in way of taste, [13] => To give me now a little benefit, [14] => Out of those many register'd in promise, [15] => Which, you say, live to come in my behalf. ) ) [1] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => AGAMEMNON [LINE] => What wouldst thou of us, Trojan? make demand. ) [2] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => CALCHAS [LINE] => Array ( [0] => You have a Trojan prisoner, call'd Antenor, [1] => Yesterday took: Troy holds him very dear. [2] => Oft have you--often have you thanks therefore-- [3] => Desired my Cressid in right great exchange, [4] => Whom Troy hath still denied: but this Antenor, [5] => I know, is such a wrest in their affairs [6] => That their negotiations all must slack, [7] => Wanting his manage; and they will almost [8] => Give us a prince of blood, a son of Priam, [9] => In change of him: let him be sent, great princes, [10] => And he shall buy my daughter; and her presence [11] => Shall quite strike off all service I have done, [12] => In most accepted pain. ) ) [3] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => AGAMEMNON [LINE] => Array ( [0] => Let Diomedes bear him, [1] => And bring us Cressid hither: Calchas shall have [2] => What he requests of us. Good Diomed, [3] => Furnish you fairly for this interchange: [4] => Withal bring word if Hector will to-morrow [5] => Be answer'd in his challenge: Ajax is ready. ) ) [4] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => DIOMEDES [LINE] => Array ( [0] => This shall I undertake; and 'tis a burden [1] => Which I am proud to bear. ) ) [5] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => ULYSSES [LINE] => Array ( [0] => Achilles stands i' the entrance of his tent: [1] => Please it our general to pass strangely by him, [2] => As if he were forgot; and, princes all, [3] => Lay negligent and loose regard upon him: [4] => I will come last. 'Tis like he'll question me [5] => Why such unplausive eyes are bent on him: [6] => If so, I have derision medicinable, [7] => To use between your strangeness and his pride, [8] => Which his own will shall have desire to drink: [9] => It may be good: pride hath no other glass [10] => To show itself but pride, for supple knees [11] => Feed arrogance and are the proud man's fees. ) ) [6] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => AGAMEMNON [LINE] => Array ( [0] => We'll execute your purpose, and put on [1] => A form of strangeness as we pass along: [2] => So do each lord, and either greet him not, [3] => Or else disdainfully, which shall shake him more [4] => Than if not look'd on. I will lead the way. ) ) [7] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => ACHILLES [LINE] => Array ( [0] => What, comes the general to speak with me? [1] => You know my mind, I'll fight no more 'gainst Troy. ) ) [8] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => AGAMEMNON [LINE] => What says Achilles? would he aught with us? ) [9] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => NESTOR [LINE] => Would you, my lord, aught with the general? ) [10] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => ACHILLES [LINE] => No. ) [11] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => NESTOR [LINE] => Nothing, my lord. ) [12] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => AGAMEMNON [LINE] => The better. ) [13] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => ACHILLES [LINE] => Good day, good day. ) [14] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => MENELAUS [LINE] => How do you? how do you? ) [15] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => ACHILLES [LINE] => What, does the cuckold scorn me? ) [16] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => AJAX [LINE] => How now, Patroclus! ) [17] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => ACHILLES [LINE] => Good morrow, Ajax. ) [18] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => AJAX [LINE] => Ha? ) [19] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => ACHILLES [LINE] => Good morrow. ) [20] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => AJAX [LINE] => Ay, and good next day too. ) [21] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => ACHILLES [LINE] => What mean these fellows? Know they not Achilles? ) [22] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => PATROCLUS [LINE] => Array ( [0] => They pass by strangely: they were used to bend [1] => To send their smiles before them to Achilles; [2] => To come as humbly as they used to creep [3] => To holy altars. ) ) [23] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => ACHILLES [LINE] => Array ( [0] => What, am I poor of late? [1] => 'Tis certain, greatness, once fall'n out with fortune, [2] => Must fall out with men too: what the declined is [3] => He shall as soon read in the eyes of others [4] => As feel in his own fall; for men, like butterflies, [5] => Show not their mealy wings but to the summer, [6] => And not a man, for being simply man, [7] => Hath any honour, but honour for those honours [8] => That are without him, as place, riches, favour, [9] => Prizes of accident as oft as merit: [10] => Which when they fall, as being slippery standers, [11] => The love that lean'd on them as slippery too, [12] => Do one pluck down another and together [13] => Die in the fall. But 'tis not so with me: [14] => Fortune and I are friends: I do enjoy [15] => At ample point all that I did possess, [16] => Save these men's looks; who do, methinks, find out [17] => Something not worth in me such rich beholding [18] => As they have often given. Here is Ulysses; [19] => I'll interrupt his reading. [20] => How now Ulysses! ) ) [24] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => ULYSSES [LINE] => Now, great Thetis' son! ) [25] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => ACHILLES [LINE] => What are you reading? ) [26] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => ULYSSES [LINE] => Array ( [0] => A strange fellow here [1] => Writes me: 'That man, how dearly ever parted, [2] => How much in having, or without or in, [3] => Cannot make boast to have that which he hath, [4] => Nor feels not what he owes, but by reflection; [5] => As when his virtues shining upon others [6] => Heat them and they retort that heat again [7] => To the first giver.' ) ) [27] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => ACHILLES [LINE] => Array ( [0] => This is not strange, Ulysses. [1] => The beauty that is borne here in the face [2] => The bearer knows not, but commends itself [3] => To others' eyes; nor doth the eye itself, [4] => That most pure spirit of sense, behold itself, [5] => Not going from itself; but eye to eye opposed [6] => Salutes each other with each other's form; [7] => For speculation turns not to itself, [8] => Till it hath travell'd and is mirror'd there [9] => Where it may see itself. This is not strange at all. ) ) [28] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => ULYSSES [LINE] => Array ( [0] => I do not strain at the position,-- [1] => It is familiar,--but at the author's drift; [2] => Who, in his circumstance, expressly proves [3] => That no man is the lord of any thing, [4] => Though in and of him there be much consisting, [5] => Till he communicate his parts to others: [6] => Nor doth he of himself know them for aught [7] => Till he behold them form'd in the applause [8] => Where they're extended; who, like an arch, [9] => reverberates [10] => The voice again, or, like a gate of steel [11] => Fronting the sun, receives and renders back [12] => His figure and his heat. I was much wrapt in this; [13] => And apprehended here immediately [14] => The unknown Ajax. [15] => Heavens, what a man is there! a very horse, [16] => That has he knows not what. Nature, what things there are [17] => Most abject in regard and dear in use! [18] => What things again most dear in the esteem [19] => And poor in worth! Now shall we see to-morrow-- [20] => An act that very chance doth throw upon him-- [21] => Ajax renown'd. O heavens, what some men do, [22] => While some men leave to do! [23] => How some men creep in skittish fortune's hall, [24] => Whiles others play the idiots in her eyes! [25] => How one man eats into another's pride, [26] => While pride is fasting in his wantonness! [27] => To see these Grecian lords!--why, even already [28] => They clap the lubber Ajax on the shoulder, [29] => As if his foot were on brave Hector's breast [30] => And great Troy shrieking. ) ) [29] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => ACHILLES [LINE] => Array ( [0] => I do believe it; for they pass'd by me [1] => As misers do by beggars, neither gave to me [2] => Good word nor look: what, are my deeds forgot? ) ) [30] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => ULYSSES [LINE] => Array ( [0] => Time hath, my lord, a wallet at his back, [1] => Wherein he puts alms for oblivion, [2] => A great-sized monster of ingratitudes: [3] => Those scraps are good deeds past; which are devour'd [4] => As fast as they are made, forgot as soon [5] => As done: perseverance, dear my lord, [6] => Keeps honour bright: to have done is to hang [7] => Quite out of fashion, like a rusty mail [8] => In monumental mockery. Take the instant way; [9] => For honour travels in a strait so narrow, [10] => Where one but goes abreast: keep then the path; [11] => For emulation hath a thousand sons [12] => That one by one pursue: if you give way, [13] => Or hedge aside from the direct forthright, [14] => Like to an enter'd tide, they all rush by [15] => And leave you hindmost; [16] => Or like a gallant horse fall'n in first rank, [17] => Lie there for pavement to the abject rear, [18] => O'er-run and trampled on: then what they do in present, [19] => Though less than yours in past, must o'ertop yours; [20] => For time is like a fashionable host [21] => That slightly shakes his parting guest by the hand, [22] => And with his arms outstretch'd, as he would fly, [23] => Grasps in the comer: welcome ever smiles, [24] => And farewell goes out sighing. O, let not [25] => virtue seek [26] => Remuneration for the thing it was; [27] => For beauty, wit, [28] => High birth, vigour of bone, desert in service, [29] => Love, friendship, charity, are subjects all [30] => To envious and calumniating time. [31] => One touch of nature makes the whole world kin, [32] => That all with one consent praise new-born gawds, [33] => Though they are made and moulded of things past, [34] => And give to dust that is a little gilt [35] => More laud than gilt o'er-dusted. [36] => The present eye praises the present object. [37] => Then marvel not, thou great and complete man, [38] => That all the Greeks begin to worship Ajax; [39] => Since things in motion sooner catch the eye [40] => Than what not stirs. The cry went once on thee, [41] => And still it might, and yet it may again, [42] => If thou wouldst not entomb thyself alive [43] => And case thy reputation in thy tent; [44] => Whose glorious deeds, but in these fields of late, [45] => Made emulous missions 'mongst the gods themselves [46] => And drave great Mars to faction. ) ) [31] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => ACHILLES [LINE] => Array ( [0] => Of this my privacy [1] => I have strong reasons. ) ) [32] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => ULYSSES [LINE] => Array ( [0] => But 'gainst your privacy [1] => The reasons are more potent and heroical: [2] => 'Tis known, Achilles, that you are in love [3] => With one of Priam's daughters. ) ) [33] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => ACHILLES [LINE] => Ha! known! ) [34] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => ULYSSES [LINE] => Array ( [0] => Is that a wonder? [1] => The providence that's in a watchful state [2] => Knows almost every grain of Plutus' gold, [3] => Finds bottom in the uncomprehensive deeps, [4] => Keeps place with thought and almost, like the gods, [5] => Does thoughts unveil in their dumb cradles. [6] => There is a mystery--with whom relation [7] => Durst never meddle--in the soul of state; [8] => Which hath an operation more divine [9] => Than breath or pen can give expressure to: [10] => All the commerce that you have had with Troy [11] => As perfectly is ours as yours, my lord; [12] => And better would it fit Achilles much [13] => To throw down Hector than Polyxena: [14] => But it must grieve young Pyrrhus now at home, [15] => When fame shall in our islands sound her trump, [16] => And all the Greekish girls shall tripping sing, [17] => 'Great Hector's sister did Achilles win, [18] => But our great Ajax bravely beat down him.' [19] => Farewell, my lord: I as your lover speak; [20] => The fool slides o'er the ice that you should break. ) ) [35] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => PATROCLUS [LINE] => Array ( [0] => To this effect, Achilles, have I moved you: [1] => A woman impudent and mannish grown [2] => Is not more loathed than an effeminate man [3] => In time of action. I stand condemn'd for this; [4] => They think my little stomach to the war [5] => And your great love to me restrains you thus: [6] => Sweet, rouse yourself; and the weak wanton Cupid [7] => Shall from your neck unloose his amorous fold, [8] => And, like a dew-drop from the lion's mane, [9] => Be shook to air. ) ) [36] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => ACHILLES [LINE] => Shall Ajax fight with Hector? ) [37] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => PATROCLUS [LINE] => Ay, and perhaps receive much honour by him. ) [38] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => ACHILLES [LINE] => Array ( [0] => I see my reputation is at stake [1] => My fame is shrewdly gored. ) ) [39] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => PATROCLUS [LINE] => Array ( [0] => O, then, beware; [1] => Those wounds heal ill that men do give themselves: [2] => Omission to do what is necessary [3] => Seals a commission to a blank of danger; [4] => And danger, like an ague, subtly taints [5] => Even then when we sit idly in the sun. ) ) [40] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => ACHILLES [LINE] => Array ( [0] => Go call Thersites hither, sweet Patroclus: [1] => I'll send the fool to Ajax and desire him [2] => To invite the Trojan lords after the combat [3] => To see us here unarm'd: I have a woman's longing, [4] => An appetite that I am sick withal, [5] => To see great Hector in his weeds of peace, [6] => To talk with him and to behold his visage, [7] => Even to my full of view. [8] => A labour saved! ) [STAGEDIR] => Enter THERSITES ) [41] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => THERSITES [LINE] => A wonder! ) [42] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => ACHILLES [LINE] => What? ) [43] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => THERSITES [LINE] => Ajax goes up and down the field, asking for himself. ) [44] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => ACHILLES [LINE] => How so? ) [45] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => THERSITES [LINE] => Array ( [0] => He must fight singly to-morrow with Hector, and is so [1] => prophetically proud of an heroical cudgelling that he [2] => raves in saying nothing. ) ) [46] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => ACHILLES [LINE] => How can that be? ) [47] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => THERSITES [LINE] => Array ( [0] => Why, he stalks up and down like a peacock,--a stride [1] => and a stand: ruminates like an hostess that hath no [2] => arithmetic but her brain to set down her reckoning: [3] => bites his lip with a politic regard, as who should [4] => say 'There were wit in this head, an 'twould out;' [5] => and so there is, but it lies as coldly in him as fire [6] => in a flint, which will not show without knocking. [7] => The man's undone forever; for if Hector break not his [8] => neck i' the combat, he'll break 't himself in [9] => vain-glory. He knows not me: I said 'Good morrow, [10] => Ajax;' and he replies 'Thanks, Agamemnon.' What think [11] => you of this man that takes me for the general? He's [12] => grown a very land-fish, language-less, a monster. [13] => A plague of opinion! a man may wear it on both [14] => sides, like a leather jerkin. ) ) [48] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => ACHILLES [LINE] => Thou must be my ambassador to him, Thersites. ) [49] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => THERSITES [LINE] => Array ( [0] => Who, I? why, he'll answer nobody; he professes not [1] => answering: speaking is for beggars; he wears his [2] => tongue in's arms. I will put on his presence: let [3] => Patroclus make demands to me, you shall see the [4] => pageant of Ajax. ) ) [50] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => ACHILLES [LINE] => Array ( [0] => To him, Patroclus; tell him I humbly desire the [1] => valiant Ajax to invite the most valorous Hector [2] => to come unarmed to my tent, and to procure [3] => safe-conduct for his person of the magnanimous [4] => and most illustrious six-or-seven-times-honoured [5] => captain-general of the Grecian army, Agamemnon, [6] => et cetera. Do this. ) ) [51] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => PATROCLUS [LINE] => Jove bless great Ajax! ) [52] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => THERSITES [LINE] => Hum! ) [53] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => PATROCLUS [LINE] => I come from the worthy Achilles,-- ) [54] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => THERSITES [LINE] => Ha! ) [55] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => PATROCLUS [LINE] => Who most humbly desires you to invite Hector to his tent,-- ) [56] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => THERSITES [LINE] => Hum! ) [57] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => PATROCLUS [LINE] => And to procure safe-conduct from Agamemnon. ) [58] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => THERSITES [LINE] => Agamemnon! ) [59] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => PATROCLUS [LINE] => Ay, my lord. ) [60] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => THERSITES [LINE] => Ha! ) [61] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => PATROCLUS [LINE] => What say you to't? ) [62] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => THERSITES [LINE] => God b' wi' you, with all my heart. ) [63] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => PATROCLUS [LINE] => Your answer, sir. ) [64] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => THERSITES [LINE] => Array ( [0] => If to-morrow be a fair day, by eleven o'clock it will [1] => go one way or other: howsoever, he shall pay for me [2] => ere he has me. ) ) [65] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => PATROCLUS [LINE] => Your answer, sir. ) [66] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => THERSITES [LINE] => Fare you well, with all my heart. ) [67] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => ACHILLES [LINE] => Why, but he is not in this tune, is he? ) [68] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => THERSITES [LINE] => Array ( [0] => No, but he's out o' tune thus. What music will be in [1] => him when Hector has knocked out his brains, I know [2] => not; but, I am sure, none, unless the fiddler Apollo [3] => get his sinews to make catlings on. ) ) [69] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => ACHILLES [LINE] => Come, thou shalt bear a letter to him straight. ) [70] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => THERSITES [LINE] => Array ( [0] => Let me bear another to his horse; for that's the more [1] => capable creature. ) ) [71] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => ACHILLES [LINE] => Array ( [0] => My mind is troubled, like a fountain stirr'd; [1] => And I myself see not the bottom of it. ) ) [72] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => THERSITES [LINE] => Array ( [0] => Would the fountain of your mind were clear again, [1] => that I might water an ass at it! I had rather be a [2] => tick in a sheep than such a valiant ignorance. ) ) ) ) ) ) [3] => Array ( [TITLE] => ACT IV [SCENE] => Array ( [0] => Array ( [TITLE] => SCENE I. Troy. A street. [STAGEDIR] => Array ( [0] => Enter, from one side, AENEAS, and Servant with a torch; from the other, PARIS, DEIPHOBUS, ANTENOR, DIOMEDES, and others, with torches [1] => Exit with Servant [2] => Exit Act ) [SPEECH] => Array ( [0] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => PARIS [LINE] => See, ho! who is that there? ) [1] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => DEIPHOBUS [LINE] => It is the Lord AEneas. ) [2] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => AENEAS [LINE] => Array ( [0] => Is the prince there in person? [1] => Had I so good occasion to lie long [2] => As you, prince Paris, nothing but heavenly business [3] => Should rob my bed-mate of my company. ) ) [3] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => DIOMEDES [LINE] => That's my mind too. Good morrow, Lord AEneas. ) [4] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => PARIS [LINE] => Array ( [0] => A valiant Greek, AEneas,--take his hand,-- [1] => Witness the process of your speech, wherein [2] => You told how Diomed, a whole week by days, [3] => Did haunt you in the field. ) ) [5] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => AENEAS [LINE] => Array ( [0] => Health to you, valiant sir, [1] => During all question of the gentle truce; [2] => But when I meet you arm'd, as black defiance [3] => As heart can think or courage execute. ) ) [6] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => DIOMEDES [LINE] => Array ( [0] => The one and other Diomed embraces. [1] => Our bloods are now in calm; and, so long, health! [2] => But when contention and occasion meet, [3] => By Jove, I'll play the hunter for thy life [4] => With all my force, pursuit and policy. ) ) [7] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => AENEAS [LINE] => Array ( [0] => And thou shalt hunt a lion, that will fly [1] => With his face backward. In humane gentleness, [2] => Welcome to Troy! now, by Anchises' life, [3] => Welcome, indeed! By Venus' hand I swear, [4] => No man alive can love in such a sort [5] => The thing he means to kill more excellently. ) ) [8] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => DIOMEDES [LINE] => Array ( [0] => We sympathize: Jove, let AEneas live, [1] => If to my sword his fate be not the glory, [2] => A thousand complete courses of the sun! [3] => But, in mine emulous honour, let him die, [4] => With every joint a wound, and that to-morrow! ) ) [9] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => AENEAS [LINE] => We know each other well. ) [10] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => DIOMEDES [LINE] => We do; and long to know each other worse. ) [11] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => PARIS [LINE] => Array ( [0] => This is the most despiteful gentle greeting, [1] => The noblest hateful love, that e'er I heard of. [2] => What business, lord, so early? ) ) [12] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => AENEAS [LINE] => I was sent for to the king; but why, I know not. ) [13] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => PARIS [LINE] => Array ( [0] => His purpose meets you: 'twas to bring this Greek [1] => To Calchas' house, and there to render him, [2] => For the enfreed Antenor, the fair Cressid: [3] => Let's have your company, or, if you please, [4] => Haste there before us: I constantly do think-- [5] => Or rather, call my thought a certain knowledge-- [6] => My brother Troilus lodges there to-night: [7] => Rouse him and give him note of our approach. [8] => With the whole quality wherefore: I fear [9] => We shall be much unwelcome. ) ) [14] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => AENEAS [LINE] => Array ( [0] => That I assure you: [1] => Troilus had rather Troy were borne to Greece [2] => Than Cressid borne from Troy. ) ) [15] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => PARIS [LINE] => Array ( [0] => There is no help; [1] => The bitter disposition of the time [2] => Will have it so. On, lord; we'll follow you. ) ) [16] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => AENEAS [LINE] => Good morrow, all. ) [17] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => PARIS [LINE] => Array ( [0] => And tell me, noble Diomed, faith, tell me true, [1] => Even in the soul of sound good-fellowship, [2] => Who, in your thoughts, merits fair Helen best, [3] => Myself or Menelaus? ) ) [18] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => DIOMEDES [LINE] => Array ( [0] => Both alike: [1] => He merits well to have her, that doth seek her, [2] => Not making any scruple of her soilure, [3] => With such a hell of pain and world of charge, [4] => And you as well to keep her, that defend her, [5] => Not palating the taste of her dishonour, [6] => With such a costly loss of wealth and friends: [7] => He, like a puling cuckold, would drink up [8] => The lees and dregs of a flat tamed piece; [9] => You, like a lecher, out of whorish loins [10] => Are pleased to breed out your inheritors: [11] => Both merits poised, each weighs nor less nor more; [12] => But he as he, the heavier for a whore. ) ) [19] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => PARIS [LINE] => You are too bitter to your countrywoman. ) [20] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => DIOMEDES [LINE] => Array ( [0] => She's bitter to her country: hear me, Paris: [1] => For every false drop in her bawdy veins [2] => A Grecian's life hath sunk; for every scruple [3] => Of her contaminated carrion weight, [4] => A Trojan hath been slain: since she could speak, [5] => She hath not given so many good words breath [6] => As for her Greeks and Trojans suffer'd death. ) ) [21] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => PARIS [LINE] => Array ( [0] => Fair Diomed, you do as chapmen do, [1] => Dispraise the thing that you desire to buy: [2] => But we in silence hold this virtue well, [3] => We'll but commend what we intend to sell. [4] => Here lies our way. ) ) ) ) [1] => Array ( [TITLE] => SCENE II. The same. Court of Pandarus' house. [STAGEDIR] => Array ( [0] => Enter TROILUS and CRESSIDA [1] => Enter PANDARUS [2] => Exeunt TROILUS and CRESSIDA [3] => Enter AENEAS [4] => Re-enter TROILUS [5] => Exeunt TROILUS and AENEAS [6] => Re-enter CRESSIDA [7] => Exit Act ) [SPEECH] => Array ( [0] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => TROILUS [LINE] => Dear, trouble not yourself: the morn is cold. ) [1] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => CRESSIDA [LINE] => Array ( [0] => Then, sweet my lord, I'll call mine uncle down; [1] => He shall unbolt the gates. ) ) [2] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => TROILUS [LINE] => Array ( [0] => Trouble him not; [1] => To bed, to bed: sleep kill those pretty eyes, [2] => And give as soft attachment to thy senses [3] => As infants' empty of all thought! ) ) [3] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => CRESSIDA [LINE] => Good morrow, then. ) [4] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => TROILUS [LINE] => I prithee now, to bed. ) [5] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => CRESSIDA [LINE] => Are you a-weary of me? ) [6] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => TROILUS [LINE] => Array ( [0] => O Cressida! but that the busy day, [1] => Waked by the lark, hath roused the ribald crows, [2] => And dreaming night will hide our joys no longer, [3] => I would not from thee. ) ) [7] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => CRESSIDA [LINE] => Night hath been too brief. ) [8] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => TROILUS [LINE] => Array ( [0] => Beshrew the witch! with venomous wights she stays [1] => As tediously as hell, but flies the grasps of love [2] => With wings more momentary-swift than thought. [3] => You will catch cold, and curse me. ) ) [9] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => CRESSIDA [LINE] => Array ( [0] => Prithee, tarry: [1] => You men will never tarry. [2] => O foolish Cressid! I might have still held off, [3] => And then you would have tarried. Hark! [4] => there's one up. ) ) [10] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => PANDARUS [LINE] => Array ( [STAGEDIR] => Within ) ) [11] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => TROILUS [LINE] => It is your uncle. ) [12] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => CRESSIDA [LINE] => Array ( [0] => A pestilence on him! now will he be mocking: [1] => I shall have such a life! ) ) [13] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => PANDARUS [LINE] => Array ( [0] => How now, how now! how go maidenheads? Here, you [1] => maid! where's my cousin Cressid? ) ) [14] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => CRESSIDA [LINE] => Array ( [0] => Go hang yourself, you naughty mocking uncle! [1] => You bring me to do, and then you flout me too. ) ) [15] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => PANDARUS [LINE] => Array ( [0] => To do what? to do what? let her say [1] => what: what have I brought you to do? ) ) [16] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => CRESSIDA [LINE] => Array ( [0] => Come, come, beshrew your heart! you'll ne'er be good, [1] => Nor suffer others. ) ) [17] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => PANDARUS [LINE] => Array ( [0] => Ha! ha! Alas, poor wretch! ah, poor capocchia! [1] => hast not slept to-night? would he not, a naughty [2] => man, let it sleep? a bugbear take him! ) ) [18] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => CRESSIDA [LINE] => Array ( [0] => Did not I tell you? Would he were knock'd i' the head! [1] => Who's that at door? good uncle, go and see. [2] => My lord, come you again into my chamber: [3] => You smile and mock me, as if I meant naughtily. ) [STAGEDIR] => Knocking within ) [19] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => TROILUS [LINE] => Ha, ha! ) [20] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => CRESSIDA [LINE] => Array ( [0] => Come, you are deceived, I think of no such thing. [1] => How earnestly they knock! Pray you, come in: [2] => I would not for half Troy have you seen here. ) [STAGEDIR] => Knocking within ) [21] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => PANDARUS [LINE] => Array ( [0] => Who's there? what's the matter? will you beat [1] => down the door? How now! what's the matter? ) ) [22] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => AENEAS [LINE] => Good morrow, lord, good morrow. ) [23] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => PANDARUS [LINE] => Array ( [0] => Who's there? my Lord AEneas! By my troth, [1] => I knew you not: what news with you so early? ) ) [24] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => AENEAS [LINE] => Is not Prince Troilus here? ) [25] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => PANDARUS [LINE] => Here! what should he do here? ) [26] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => AENEAS [LINE] => Array ( [0] => Come, he is here, my lord; do not deny him: [1] => It doth import him much to speak with me. ) ) [27] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => PANDARUS [LINE] => Array ( [0] => Is he here, say you? 'tis more than I know, I'll [1] => be sworn: for my own part, I came in late. What [2] => should he do here? ) ) [28] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => AENEAS [LINE] => Array ( [0] => Who!--nay, then: come, come, you'll do him wrong [1] => ere you're ware: you'll be so true to him, to be [2] => false to him: do not you know of him, but yet go [3] => fetch him hither; go. ) ) [29] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => TROILUS [LINE] => How now! what's the matter? ) [30] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => AENEAS [LINE] => Array ( [0] => My lord, I scarce have leisure to salute you, [1] => My matter is so rash: there is at hand [2] => Paris your brother, and Deiphobus, [3] => The Grecian Diomed, and our Antenor [4] => Deliver'd to us; and for him forthwith, [5] => Ere the first sacrifice, within this hour, [6] => We must give up to Diomedes' hand [7] => The Lady Cressida. ) ) [31] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => TROILUS [LINE] => Is it so concluded? ) [32] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => AENEAS [LINE] => Array ( [0] => By Priam and the general state of Troy: [1] => They are at hand and ready to effect it. ) ) [33] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => TROILUS [LINE] => Array ( [0] => How my achievements mock me! [1] => I will go meet them: and, my Lord AEneas, [2] => We met by chance; you did not find me here. ) ) [34] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => AENEAS [LINE] => Array ( [0] => Good, good, my lord; the secrets of nature [1] => Have not more gift in taciturnity. ) ) [35] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => PANDARUS [LINE] => Array ( [0] => Is't possible? no sooner got but lost? The devil [1] => take Antenor! the young prince will go mad: a [2] => plague upon Antenor! I would they had broke 's neck! ) ) [36] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => CRESSIDA [LINE] => How now! what's the matter? who was here? ) [37] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => PANDARUS [LINE] => Ah, ah! ) [38] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => CRESSIDA [LINE] => Array ( [0] => Why sigh you so profoundly? where's my lord? gone! [1] => Tell me, sweet uncle, what's the matter? ) ) [39] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => PANDARUS [LINE] => Would I were as deep under the earth as I am above! ) [40] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => CRESSIDA [LINE] => O the gods! what's the matter? ) [41] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => PANDARUS [LINE] => Array ( [0] => Prithee, get thee in: would thou hadst ne'er been [1] => born! I knew thou wouldst be his death. O, poor [2] => gentleman! A plague upon Antenor! ) ) [42] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => CRESSIDA [LINE] => Array ( [0] => Good uncle, I beseech you, on my knees! beseech you, [1] => what's the matter? ) ) [43] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => PANDARUS [LINE] => Array ( [0] => Thou must be gone, wench, thou must be gone; thou [1] => art changed for Antenor: thou must to thy father, [2] => and be gone from Troilus: 'twill be his death; [3] => 'twill be his bane; he cannot bear it. ) ) [44] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => CRESSIDA [LINE] => O you immortal gods! I will not go. ) [45] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => PANDARUS [LINE] => Thou must. ) [46] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => CRESSIDA [LINE] => Array ( [0] => I will not, uncle: I have forgot my father; [1] => I know no touch of consanguinity; [2] => No kin no love, no blood, no soul so near me [3] => As the sweet Troilus. O you gods divine! [4] => Make Cressid's name the very crown of falsehood, [5] => If ever she leave Troilus! Time, force, and death, [6] => Do to this body what extremes you can; [7] => But the strong base and building of my love [8] => Is as the very centre of the earth, [9] => Drawing all things to it. I'll go in and weep,-- ) ) [47] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => PANDARUS [LINE] => Do, do. ) [48] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => CRESSIDA [LINE] => Array ( [0] => Tear my bright hair and scratch my praised cheeks, [1] => Crack my clear voice with sobs and break my heart [2] => With sounding Troilus. I will not go from Troy. ) ) ) ) [2] => Array ( [TITLE] => SCENE III. The same. Street before Pandarus' house. [STAGEDIR] => Array ( [0] => Enter PARIS, TROILUS, AENEAS, DEIPHOBUS, ANTENOR, and DIOMEDES [1] => Exit [2] => Exit Act ) [SPEECH] => Array ( [0] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => PARIS [LINE] => Array ( [0] => It is great morning, and the hour prefix'd [1] => Of her delivery to this valiant Greek [2] => Comes fast upon. Good my brother Troilus, [3] => Tell you the lady what she is to do, [4] => And haste her to the purpose. ) ) [1] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => TROILUS [LINE] => Array ( [0] => Walk into her house; [1] => I'll bring her to the Grecian presently: [2] => And to his hand when I deliver her, [3] => Think it an altar, and thy brother Troilus [4] => A priest there offering to it his own heart. ) ) [2] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => PARIS [LINE] => Array ( [0] => I know what 'tis to love; [1] => And would, as I shall pity, I could help! [2] => Please you walk in, my lords. ) ) ) ) [3] => Array ( [TITLE] => SCENE IV. The same. Pandarus' house. [STAGEDIR] => Array ( [0] => Enter PANDARUS and CRESSIDA [1] => Embracing him [2] => Exit [3] => Exeunt TROILUS, CRESSIDA, and DIOMEDES [4] => Trumpet within [5] => Exit Act ) [SPEECH] => Array ( [0] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => PANDARUS [LINE] => Be moderate, be moderate. ) [1] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => CRESSIDA [LINE] => Array ( [0] => Why tell you me of moderation? [1] => The grief is fine, full, perfect, that I taste, [2] => And violenteth in a sense as strong [3] => As that which causeth it: how can I moderate it? [4] => If I could temporize with my affection, [5] => Or brew it to a weak and colder palate, [6] => The like allayment could I give my grief. [7] => My love admits no qualifying dross; [8] => No more my grief, in such a precious loss. ) ) [2] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => PANDARUS [LINE] => Array ( [0] => Here, here, here he comes. [1] => Ah, sweet ducks! ) [STAGEDIR] => Enter TROILUS ) [3] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => CRESSIDA [LINE] => O Troilus! Troilus! ) [4] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => PANDARUS [LINE] => Array ( [0] => What a pair of spectacles is here! [1] => Let me embrace too. 'O heart,' as the goodly saying is, [2] => '--O heart, heavy heart, [3] => Why sigh'st thou without breaking? [4] => where he answers again, [5] => 'Because thou canst not ease thy smart [6] => By friendship nor by speaking.' [7] => There was never a truer rhyme. Let us cast away [8] => nothing, for we may live to have need of such a [9] => verse: we see it, we see it. How now, lambs? ) ) [5] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => TROILUS [LINE] => Array ( [0] => Cressid, I love thee in so strain'd a purity, [1] => That the bless'd gods, as angry with my fancy, [2] => More bright in zeal than the devotion which [3] => Cold lips blow to their deities, take thee from me. ) ) [6] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => CRESSIDA [LINE] => Have the gods envy? ) [7] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => PANDARUS [LINE] => Ay, ay, ay, ay; 'tis too plain a case. ) [8] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => CRESSIDA [LINE] => And is it true that I must go from Troy? ) [9] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => TROILUS [LINE] => A hateful truth. ) [10] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => CRESSIDA [LINE] => What, and from Troilus too? ) [11] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => TROILUS [LINE] => From Troy and Troilus. ) [12] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => CRESSIDA [LINE] => Is it possible? ) [13] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => TROILUS [LINE] => Array ( [0] => And suddenly; where injury of chance [1] => Puts back leave-taking, justles roughly by [2] => All time of pause, rudely beguiles our lips [3] => Of all rejoindure, forcibly prevents [4] => Our lock'd embrasures, strangles our dear vows [5] => Even in the birth of our own labouring breath: [6] => We two, that with so many thousand sighs [7] => Did buy each other, must poorly sell ourselves [8] => With the rude brevity and discharge of one. [9] => Injurious time now with a robber's haste [10] => Crams his rich thievery up, he knows not how: [11] => As many farewells as be stars in heaven, [12] => With distinct breath and consign'd kisses to them, [13] => He fumbles up into a lose adieu, [14] => And scants us with a single famish'd kiss, [15] => Distasted with the salt of broken tears. ) ) [14] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => AENEAS [LINE] => Array ( [STAGEDIR] => Within ) ) [15] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => TROILUS [LINE] => Array ( [0] => Hark! you are call'd: some say the Genius so [1] => Cries 'come' to him that instantly must die. [2] => Bid them have patience; she shall come anon. ) ) [16] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => PANDARUS [LINE] => Array ( [0] => Where are my tears? rain, to lay this wind, or [1] => my heart will be blown up by the root. ) ) [17] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => CRESSIDA [LINE] => I must then to the Grecians? ) [18] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => TROILUS [LINE] => No remedy. ) [19] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => CRESSIDA [LINE] => Array ( [0] => A woful Cressid 'mongst the merry Greeks! [1] => When shall we see again? ) ) [20] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => TROILUS [LINE] => Hear me, my love: be thou but true of heart,-- ) [21] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => CRESSIDA [LINE] => I true! how now! what wicked deem is this? ) [22] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => TROILUS [LINE] => Array ( [0] => Nay, we must use expostulation kindly, [1] => For it is parting from us: [2] => I speak not 'be thou true,' as fearing thee, [3] => For I will throw my glove to Death himself, [4] => That there's no maculation in thy heart: [5] => But 'be thou true,' say I, to fashion in [6] => My sequent protestation; be thou true, [7] => And I will see thee. ) ) [23] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => CRESSIDA [LINE] => Array ( [0] => O, you shall be exposed, my lord, to dangers [1] => As infinite as imminent! but I'll be true. ) ) [24] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => TROILUS [LINE] => And I'll grow friend with danger. Wear this sleeve. ) [25] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => CRESSIDA [LINE] => And you this glove. When shall I see you? ) [26] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => TROILUS [LINE] => Array ( [0] => I will corrupt the Grecian sentinels, [1] => To give thee nightly visitation. [2] => But yet be true. ) ) [27] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => CRESSIDA [LINE] => O heavens! 'be true' again! ) [28] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => TROILUS [LINE] => Array ( [0] => Hear while I speak it, love: [1] => The Grecian youths are full of quality; [2] => They're loving, well composed with gifts of nature, [3] => Flowing and swelling o'er with arts and exercise: [4] => How novelty may move, and parts with person, [5] => Alas, a kind of godly jealousy-- [6] => Which, I beseech you, call a virtuous sin-- [7] => Makes me afeard. ) ) [29] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => CRESSIDA [LINE] => O heavens! you love me not. ) [30] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => TROILUS [LINE] => Array ( [0] => Die I a villain, then! [1] => In this I do not call your faith in question [2] => So mainly as my merit: I cannot sing, [3] => Nor heel the high lavolt, nor sweeten talk, [4] => Nor play at subtle games; fair virtues all, [5] => To which the Grecians are most prompt and pregnant: [6] => But I can tell that in each grace of these [7] => There lurks a still and dumb-discoursive devil [8] => That tempts most cunningly: but be not tempted. ) ) [31] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => CRESSIDA [LINE] => Do you think I will? ) [32] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => TROILUS [LINE] => Array ( [0] => No. [1] => But something may be done that we will not: [2] => And sometimes we are devils to ourselves, [3] => When we will tempt the frailty of our powers, [4] => Presuming on their changeful potency. ) ) [33] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => AENEAS [LINE] => Array ( [STAGEDIR] => Within ) ) [34] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => TROILUS [LINE] => Come, kiss; and let us part. ) [35] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => PARIS [LINE] => Array ( [STAGEDIR] => Within ) ) [36] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => TROILUS [LINE] => Array ( [0] => Good brother, come you hither; [1] => And bring AEneas and the Grecian with you. ) ) [37] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => CRESSIDA [LINE] => My lord, will you be true? ) [38] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => TROILUS [LINE] => Array ( [0] => Who, I? alas, it is my vice, my fault: [1] => Whiles others fish with craft for great opinion, [2] => I with great truth catch mere simplicity; [3] => Whilst some with cunning gild their copper crowns, [4] => With truth and plainness I do wear mine bare. [5] => Fear not my truth: the moral of my wit [6] => Is 'plain and true;' there's all the reach of it. [7] => Welcome, Sir Diomed! here is the lady [8] => Which for Antenor we deliver you: [9] => At the port, lord, I'll give her to thy hand, [10] => And by the way possess thee what she is. [11] => Entreat her fair; and, by my soul, fair Greek, [12] => If e'er thou stand at mercy of my sword, [13] => Name Cressida and thy life shall be as safe [14] => As Priam is in Ilion. ) [STAGEDIR] => Enter AENEAS, PARIS, ANTENOR, DEIPHOBUS, and DIOMEDES ) [39] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => DIOMEDES [LINE] => Array ( [0] => Fair Lady Cressid, [1] => So please you, save the thanks this prince expects: [2] => The lustre in your eye, heaven in your cheek, [3] => Pleads your fair usage; and to Diomed [4] => You shall be mistress, and command him wholly. ) ) [40] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => TROILUS [LINE] => Array ( [0] => Grecian, thou dost not use me courteously, [1] => To shame the zeal of my petition to thee [2] => In praising her: I tell thee, lord of Greece, [3] => She is as far high-soaring o'er thy praises [4] => As thou unworthy to be call'd her servant. [5] => I charge thee use her well, even for my charge; [6] => For, by the dreadful Pluto, if thou dost not, [7] => Though the great bulk Achilles be thy guard, [8] => I'll cut thy throat. ) ) [41] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => DIOMEDES [LINE] => Array ( [0] => O, be not moved, Prince Troilus: [1] => Let me be privileged by my place and message, [2] => To be a speaker free; when I am hence [3] => I'll answer to my lust: and know you, lord, [4] => I'll nothing do on charge: to her own worth [5] => She shall be prized; but that you say 'be't so,' [6] => I'll speak it in my spirit and honour, 'no.' ) ) [42] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => TROILUS [LINE] => Array ( [0] => Come, to the port. I'll tell thee, Diomed, [1] => This brave shall oft make thee to hide thy head. [2] => Lady, give me your hand, and, as we walk, [3] => To our own selves bend we our needful talk. ) ) [43] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => PARIS [LINE] => Hark! Hector's trumpet. ) [44] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => AENEAS [LINE] => Array ( [0] => How have we spent this morning! [1] => The prince must think me tardy and remiss, [2] => That sore to ride before him to the field. ) ) [45] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => PARIS [LINE] => 'Tis Troilus' fault: come, come, to field with him. ) [46] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => DEIPHOBUS [LINE] => Let us make ready straight. ) [47] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => AENEAS [LINE] => Array ( [0] => Yea, with a bridegroom's fresh alacrity, [1] => Let us address to tend on Hector's heels: [2] => The glory of our Troy doth this day lie [3] => On his fair worth and single chivalry. ) ) ) ) [4] => Array ( [TITLE] => SCENE V. The Grecian camp. Lists set out. [STAGEDIR] => Array ( [0] => Enter AJAX, armed; AGAMEMNON, ACHILLES, PATROCLUS, MENELAUS, ULYSSES, NESTOR, and others [1] => Trumpet sounds [2] => Enter DIOMEDES, with CRESSIDA [3] => Exit with CRESSIDA [4] => Trumpet within [5] => Enter HECTOR, armed; AENEAS, TROILUS, and other Trojans, with Attendants [6] => Re-enter DIOMEDES [7] => AJAX and HECTOR enter the lists [8] => Alarum. Hector and Ajax fight [9] => Trumpets cease [10] => Exeunt all except TROILUS and ULYSSES [11] => Exit Act ) [SPEECH] => Array ( [0] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => AGAMEMNON [LINE] => Array ( [0] => Here art thou in appointment fresh and fair, [1] => Anticipating time with starting courage. [2] => Give with thy trumpet a loud note to Troy, [3] => Thou dreadful Ajax; that the appalled air [4] => May pierce the head of the great combatant [5] => And hale him hither. ) ) [1] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => AJAX [LINE] => Array ( [0] => Thou, trumpet, there's my purse. [1] => Now crack thy lungs, and split thy brazen pipe: [2] => Blow, villain, till thy sphered bias cheek [3] => Outswell the colic of puff'd Aquilon: [4] => Come, stretch thy chest and let thy eyes spout blood; [5] => Thou blow'st for Hector. ) ) [2] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => ULYSSES [LINE] => No trumpet answers. ) [3] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => ACHILLES [LINE] => 'Tis but early days. ) [4] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => AGAMEMNON [LINE] => Is not yond Diomed, with Calchas' daughter? ) [5] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => ULYSSES [LINE] => Array ( [0] => 'Tis he, I ken the manner of his gait; [1] => He rises on the toe: that spirit of his [2] => In aspiration lifts him from the earth. ) ) [6] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => AGAMEMNON [LINE] => Is this the Lady Cressid? ) [7] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => DIOMEDES [LINE] => Even she. ) [8] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => AGAMEMNON [LINE] => Most dearly welcome to the Greeks, sweet lady. ) [9] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => NESTOR [LINE] => Our general doth salute you with a kiss. ) [10] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => ULYSSES [LINE] => Array ( [0] => Yet is the kindness but particular; [1] => 'Twere better she were kiss'd in general. ) ) [11] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => NESTOR [LINE] => Array ( [0] => And very courtly counsel: I'll begin. [1] => So much for Nestor. ) ) [12] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => ACHILLES [LINE] => Array ( [0] => I'll take what winter from your lips, fair lady: [1] => Achilles bids you welcome. ) ) [13] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => MENELAUS [LINE] => I had good argument for kissing once. ) [14] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => PATROCLUS [LINE] => Array ( [0] => But that's no argument for kissing now; [1] => For this popp'd Paris in his hardiment, [2] => And parted thus you and your argument. ) ) [15] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => ULYSSES [LINE] => Array ( [0] => O deadly gall, and theme of all our scorns! [1] => For which we lose our heads to gild his horns. ) ) [16] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => PATROCLUS [LINE] => Array ( [0] => The first was Menelaus' kiss; this, mine: [1] => Patroclus kisses you. ) ) [17] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => MENELAUS [LINE] => O, this is trim! ) [18] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => PATROCLUS [LINE] => Paris and I kiss evermore for him. ) [19] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => MENELAUS [LINE] => I'll have my kiss, sir. Lady, by your leave. ) [20] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => CRESSIDA [LINE] => In kissing, do you render or receive? ) [21] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => PATROCLUS [LINE] => Both take and give. ) [22] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => CRESSIDA [LINE] => Array ( [0] => I'll make my match to live, [1] => The kiss you take is better than you give; [2] => Therefore no kiss. ) ) [23] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => MENELAUS [LINE] => I'll give you boot, I'll give you three for one. ) [24] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => CRESSIDA [LINE] => You're an odd man; give even or give none. ) [25] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => MENELAUS [LINE] => An odd man, lady! every man is odd. ) [26] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => CRESSIDA [LINE] => Array ( [0] => No, Paris is not; for you know 'tis true, [1] => That you are odd, and he is even with you. ) ) [27] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => MENELAUS [LINE] => You fillip me o' the head. ) [28] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => CRESSIDA [LINE] => No, I'll be sworn. ) [29] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => ULYSSES [LINE] => Array ( [0] => It were no match, your nail against his horn. [1] => May I, sweet lady, beg a kiss of you? ) ) [30] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => CRESSIDA [LINE] => You may. ) [31] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => ULYSSES [LINE] => I do desire it. ) [32] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => CRESSIDA [LINE] => Why, beg, then. ) [33] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => ULYSSES [LINE] => Array ( [0] => Why then for Venus' sake, give me a kiss, [1] => When Helen is a maid again, and his. ) ) [34] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => CRESSIDA [LINE] => I am your debtor, claim it when 'tis due. ) [35] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => ULYSSES [LINE] => Never's my day, and then a kiss of you. ) [36] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => DIOMEDES [LINE] => Lady, a word: I'll bring you to your father. ) [37] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => NESTOR [LINE] => A woman of quick sense. ) [38] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => ULYSSES [LINE] => Array ( [0] => Fie, fie upon her! [1] => There's language in her eye, her cheek, her lip, [2] => Nay, her foot speaks; her wanton spirits look out [3] => At every joint and motive of her body. [4] => O, these encounterers, so glib of tongue, [5] => That give accosting welcome ere it comes, [6] => And wide unclasp the tables of their thoughts [7] => To every ticklish reader! set them down [8] => For sluttish spoils of opportunity [9] => And daughters of the game. ) ) [39] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => ALL [LINE] => The Trojans' trumpet. ) [40] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => AGAMEMNON [LINE] => Yonder comes the troop. ) [41] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => AENEAS [LINE] => Array ( [0] => Hail, all you state of Greece! what shall be done [1] => To him that victory commands? or do you purpose [2] => A victor shall be known? will you the knights [3] => Shall to the edge of all extremity [4] => Pursue each other, or shall be divided [5] => By any voice or order of the field? [6] => Hector bade ask. ) ) [42] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => AGAMEMNON [LINE] => Which way would Hector have it? ) [43] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => AENEAS [LINE] => He cares not; he'll obey conditions. ) [44] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => ACHILLES [LINE] => Array ( [0] => 'Tis done like Hector; but securely done, [1] => A little proudly, and great deal misprizing [2] => The knight opposed. ) ) [45] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => AENEAS [LINE] => Array ( [0] => If not Achilles, sir, [1] => What is your name? ) ) [46] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => ACHILLES [LINE] => If not Achilles, nothing. ) [47] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => AENEAS [LINE] => Array ( [0] => Therefore Achilles: but, whate'er, know this: [1] => In the extremity of great and little, [2] => Valour and pride excel themselves in Hector; [3] => The one almost as infinite as all, [4] => The other blank as nothing. Weigh him well, [5] => And that which looks like pride is courtesy. [6] => This Ajax is half made of Hector's blood: [7] => In love whereof, half Hector stays at home; [8] => Half heart, half hand, half Hector comes to seek [9] => This blended knight, half Trojan and half Greek. ) ) [48] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => ACHILLES [LINE] => A maiden battle, then? O, I perceive you. ) [49] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => AGAMEMNON [LINE] => Array ( [0] => Here is Sir Diomed. Go, gentle knight, [1] => Stand by our Ajax: as you and Lord AEneas [2] => Consent upon the order of their fight, [3] => So be it; either to the uttermost, [4] => Or else a breath: the combatants being kin [5] => Half stints their strife before their strokes begin. ) ) [50] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => ULYSSES [LINE] => They are opposed already. ) [51] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => AGAMEMNON [LINE] => What Trojan is that same that looks so heavy? ) [52] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => ULYSSES [LINE] => Array ( [0] => The youngest son of Priam, a true knight, [1] => Not yet mature, yet matchless, firm of word, [2] => Speaking in deeds and deedless in his tongue; [3] => Not soon provoked nor being provoked soon calm'd: [4] => His heart and hand both open and both free; [5] => For what he has he gives, what thinks he shows; [6] => Yet gives he not till judgment guide his bounty, [7] => Nor dignifies an impure thought with breath; [8] => Manly as Hector, but more dangerous; [9] => For Hector in his blaze of wrath subscribes [10] => To tender objects, but he in heat of action [11] => Is more vindicative than jealous love: [12] => They call him Troilus, and on him erect [13] => A second hope, as fairly built as Hector. [14] => Thus says AEneas; one that knows the youth [15] => Even to his inches, and with private soul [16] => Did in great Ilion thus translate him to me. ) ) [53] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => AGAMEMNON [LINE] => They are in action. ) [54] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => NESTOR [LINE] => Now, Ajax, hold thine own! ) [55] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => TROILUS [LINE] => Array ( [0] => Hector, thou sleep'st; [1] => Awake thee! ) ) [56] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => AGAMEMNON [LINE] => His blows are well disposed: there, Ajax! ) [57] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => DIOMEDES [LINE] => You must no more. ) [58] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => AENEAS [LINE] => Princes, enough, so please you. ) [59] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => AJAX [LINE] => I am not warm yet; let us fight again. ) [60] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => DIOMEDES [LINE] => As Hector pleases. ) [61] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => HECTOR [LINE] => Array ( [0] => Why, then will I no more: [1] => Thou art, great lord, my father's sister's son, [2] => A cousin-german to great Priam's seed; [3] => The obligation of our blood forbids [4] => A gory emulation 'twixt us twain: [5] => Were thy commixtion Greek and Trojan so [6] => That thou couldst say 'This hand is Grecian all, [7] => And this is Trojan; the sinews of this leg [8] => All Greek, and this all Troy; my mother's blood [9] => Runs on the dexter cheek, and this sinister [10] => Bounds in my father's;' by Jove multipotent, [11] => Thou shouldst not bear from me a Greekish member [12] => Wherein my sword had not impressure made [13] => Of our rank feud: but the just gods gainsay [14] => That any drop thou borrow'dst from thy mother, [15] => My sacred aunt, should by my mortal sword [16] => Be drain'd! Let me embrace thee, Ajax: [17] => By him that thunders, thou hast lusty arms; [18] => Hector would have them fall upon him thus: [19] => Cousin, all honour to thee! ) ) [62] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => AJAX [LINE] => Array ( [0] => I thank thee, Hector [1] => Thou art too gentle and too free a man: [2] => I came to kill thee, cousin, and bear hence [3] => A great addition earned in thy death. ) ) [63] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => HECTOR [LINE] => Array ( [0] => Not Neoptolemus so mirable, [1] => On whose bright crest Fame with her loud'st Oyes [2] => Cries 'This is he,' could promise to himself [3] => A thought of added honour torn from Hector. ) ) [64] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => AENEAS [LINE] => Array ( [0] => There is expectance here from both the sides, [1] => What further you will do. ) ) [65] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => HECTOR [LINE] => Array ( [0] => We'll answer it; [1] => The issue is embracement: Ajax, farewell. ) ) [66] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => AJAX [LINE] => Array ( [0] => If I might in entreaties find success-- [1] => As seld I have the chance--I would desire [2] => My famous cousin to our Grecian tents. ) ) [67] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => DIOMEDES [LINE] => Array ( [0] => 'Tis Agamemnon's wish, and great Achilles [1] => Doth long to see unarm'd the valiant Hector. ) ) [68] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => HECTOR [LINE] => Array ( [0] => AEneas, call my brother Troilus to me, [1] => And signify this loving interview [2] => To the expecters of our Trojan part; [3] => Desire them home. Give me thy hand, my cousin; [4] => I will go eat with thee and see your knights. ) ) [69] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => AJAX [LINE] => Great Agamemnon comes to meet us here. ) [70] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => HECTOR [LINE] => Array ( [0] => The worthiest of them tell me name by name; [1] => But for Achilles, mine own searching eyes [2] => Shall find him by his large and portly size. ) ) [71] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => AGAMEMNON [LINE] => Array ( [0] => Worthy of arms! as welcome as to one [1] => That would be rid of such an enemy; [2] => But that's no welcome: understand more clear, [3] => What's past and what's to come is strew'd with husks [4] => And formless ruin of oblivion; [5] => But in this extant moment, faith and troth, [6] => Strain'd purely from all hollow bias-drawing, [7] => Bids thee, with most divine integrity, [8] => From heart of very heart, great Hector, welcome. ) ) [72] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => HECTOR [LINE] => I thank thee, most imperious Agamemnon. ) [73] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => AGAMEMNON [LINE] => Array ( [0] => Array ( [STAGEDIR] => To TROILUS ) [1] => less to you. ) ) [74] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => MENELAUS [LINE] => Array ( [0] => Let me confirm my princely brother's greeting: [1] => You brace of warlike brothers, welcome hither. ) ) [75] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => HECTOR [LINE] => Who must we answer? ) [76] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => AENEAS [LINE] => The noble Menelaus. ) [77] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => HECTOR [LINE] => Array ( [0] => O, you, my lord? by Mars his gauntlet, thanks! [1] => Mock not, that I affect the untraded oath; [2] => Your quondam wife swears still by Venus' glove: [3] => She's well, but bade me not commend her to you. ) ) [78] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => MENELAUS [LINE] => Name her not now, sir; she's a deadly theme. ) [79] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => HECTOR [LINE] => O, pardon; I offend. ) [80] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => NESTOR [LINE] => Array ( [0] => I have, thou gallant Trojan, seen thee oft [1] => Labouring for destiny make cruel way [2] => Through ranks of Greekish youth, and I have seen thee, [3] => As hot as Perseus, spur thy Phrygian steed, [4] => Despising many forfeits and subduements, [5] => When thou hast hung thy advanced sword i' the air, [6] => Not letting it decline on the declined, [7] => That I have said to some my standers by [8] => 'Lo, Jupiter is yonder, dealing life!' [9] => And I have seen thee pause and take thy breath, [10] => When that a ring of Greeks have hemm'd thee in, [11] => Like an Olympian wrestling: this have I seen; [12] => But this thy countenance, still lock'd in steel, [13] => I never saw till now. I knew thy grandsire, [14] => And once fought with him: he was a soldier good; [15] => But, by great Mars, the captain of us all, [16] => Never saw like thee. Let an old man embrace thee; [17] => And, worthy warrior, welcome to our tents. ) ) [81] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => AENEAS [LINE] => 'Tis the old Nestor. ) [82] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => HECTOR [LINE] => Array ( [0] => Let me embrace thee, good old chronicle, [1] => That hast so long walk'd hand in hand with time: [2] => Most reverend Nestor, I am glad to clasp thee. ) ) [83] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => NESTOR [LINE] => Array ( [0] => I would my arms could match thee in contention, [1] => As they contend with thee in courtesy. ) ) [84] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => HECTOR [LINE] => I would they could. ) [85] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => NESTOR [LINE] => Array ( [0] => Ha! [1] => By this white beard, I'ld fight with thee to-morrow. [2] => Well, welcome, welcome! I have seen the time. ) ) [86] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => ULYSSES [LINE] => Array ( [0] => I wonder now how yonder city stands [1] => When we have here her base and pillar by us. ) ) [87] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => HECTOR [LINE] => Array ( [0] => I know your favour, Lord Ulysses, well. [1] => Ah, sir, there's many a Greek and Trojan dead, [2] => Since first I saw yourself and Diomed [3] => In Ilion, on your Greekish embassy. ) ) [88] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => ULYSSES [LINE] => Array ( [0] => Sir, I foretold you then what would ensue: [1] => My prophecy is but half his journey yet; [2] => For yonder walls, that pertly front your town, [3] => Yond towers, whose wanton tops do buss the clouds, [4] => Must kiss their own feet. ) ) [89] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => HECTOR [LINE] => Array ( [0] => I must not believe you: [1] => There they stand yet, and modestly I think, [2] => The fall of every Phrygian stone will cost [3] => A drop of Grecian blood: the end crowns all, [4] => And that old common arbitrator, Time, [5] => Will one day end it. ) ) [90] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => ULYSSES [LINE] => Array ( [0] => So to him we leave it. [1] => Most gentle and most valiant Hector, welcome: [2] => After the general, I beseech you next [3] => To feast with me and see me at my tent. ) ) [91] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => ACHILLES [LINE] => Array ( [0] => I shall forestall thee, Lord Ulysses, thou! [1] => Now, Hector, I have fed mine eyes on thee; [2] => I have with exact view perused thee, Hector, [3] => And quoted joint by joint. ) ) [92] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => HECTOR [LINE] => Is this Achilles? ) [93] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => ACHILLES [LINE] => I am Achilles. ) [94] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => HECTOR [LINE] => Stand fair, I pray thee: let me look on thee. ) [95] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => ACHILLES [LINE] => Behold thy fill. ) [96] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => HECTOR [LINE] => Nay, I have done already. ) [97] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => ACHILLES [LINE] => Array ( [0] => Thou art too brief: I will the second time, [1] => As I would buy thee, view thee limb by limb. ) ) [98] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => HECTOR [LINE] => Array ( [0] => O, like a book of sport thou'lt read me o'er; [1] => But there's more in me than thou understand'st. [2] => Why dost thou so oppress me with thine eye? ) ) [99] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => ACHILLES [LINE] => Array ( [0] => Tell me, you heavens, in which part of his body [1] => Shall I destroy him? whether there, or there, or there? [2] => That I may give the local wound a name [3] => And make distinct the very breach whereout [4] => Hector's great spirit flew: answer me, heavens! ) ) [100] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => HECTOR [LINE] => Array ( [0] => It would discredit the blest gods, proud man, [1] => To answer such a question: stand again: [2] => Think'st thou to catch my life so pleasantly [3] => As to prenominate in nice conjecture [4] => Where thou wilt hit me dead? ) ) [101] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => ACHILLES [LINE] => I tell thee, yea. ) [102] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => HECTOR [LINE] => Array ( [0] => Wert thou an oracle to tell me so, [1] => I'd not believe thee. Henceforth guard thee well; [2] => For I'll not kill thee there, nor there, nor there; [3] => But, by the forge that stithied Mars his helm, [4] => I'll kill thee every where, yea, o'er and o'er. [5] => You wisest Grecians, pardon me this brag; [6] => His insolence draws folly from my lips; [7] => But I'll endeavour deeds to match these words, [8] => Or may I never-- ) ) [103] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => AJAX [LINE] => Array ( [0] => Do not chafe thee, cousin: [1] => And you, Achilles, let these threats alone, [2] => Till accident or purpose bring you to't: [3] => You may have every day enough of Hector [4] => If you have stomach; the general state, I fear, [5] => Can scarce entreat you to be odd with him. ) ) [104] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => HECTOR [LINE] => Array ( [0] => I pray you, let us see you in the field: [1] => We have had pelting wars, since you refused [2] => The Grecians' cause. ) ) [105] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => ACHILLES [LINE] => Array ( [0] => Dost thou entreat me, Hector? [1] => To-morrow do I meet thee, fell as death; [2] => To-night all friends. ) ) [106] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => HECTOR [LINE] => Thy hand upon that match. ) [107] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => AGAMEMNON [LINE] => Array ( [0] => First, all you peers of Greece, go to my tent; [1] => There in the full convive we: afterwards, [2] => As Hector's leisure and your bounties shall [3] => Concur together, severally entreat him. [4] => Beat loud the tabourines, let the trumpets blow, [5] => That this great soldier may his welcome know. ) ) [108] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => TROILUS [LINE] => Array ( [0] => My Lord Ulysses, tell me, I beseech you, [1] => In what place of the field doth Calchas keep? ) ) [109] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => ULYSSES [LINE] => Array ( [0] => At Menelaus' tent, most princely Troilus: [1] => There Diomed doth feast with him to-night; [2] => Who neither looks upon the heaven nor earth, [3] => But gives all gaze and bent of amorous view [4] => On the fair Cressid. ) ) [110] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => TROILUS [LINE] => Array ( [0] => Shall sweet lord, be bound to you so much, [1] => After we part from Agamemnon's tent, [2] => To bring me thither? ) ) [111] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => ULYSSES [LINE] => Array ( [0] => You shall command me, sir. [1] => As gentle tell me, of what honour was [2] => This Cressida in Troy? Had she no lover there [3] => That wails her absence? ) ) [112] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => TROILUS [LINE] => Array ( [0] => O, sir, to such as boasting show their scars [1] => A mock is due. Will you walk on, my lord? [2] => She was beloved, she loved; she is, and doth: [3] => But still sweet love is food for fortune's tooth. ) ) ) ) ) ) [4] => Array ( [TITLE] => ACT V [SCENE] => Array ( [0] => Array ( [TITLE] => SCENE I. The Grecian camp. Before Achilles' tent. [STAGEDIR] => Array ( [0] => Enter ACHILLES and PATROCLUS [1] => Enter THERSITES [2] => Exeunt ACHILLES and PATROCLUS [3] => Enter HECTOR, TROILUS, AJAX, AGAMEMNON, ULYSSES, NESTOR, MENELAUS, and DIOMEDES, with lights [4] => Re-enter ACHILLES [5] => Exeunt AGAMEMNON and MENELAUS [6] => Exit DIOMEDES; ULYSSES and TROILUS following [7] => Exeunt ACHILLES, HECTOR, AJAX, and NESTOR [8] => Exit ) [SPEECH] => Array ( [0] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => ACHILLES [LINE] => Array ( [0] => I'll heat his blood with Greekish wine to-night, [1] => Which with my scimitar I'll cool to-morrow. [2] => Patroclus, let us feast him to the height. ) ) [1] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => PATROCLUS [LINE] => Here comes Thersites. ) [2] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => ACHILLES [LINE] => Array ( [0] => How now, thou core of envy! [1] => Thou crusty batch of nature, what's the news? ) ) [3] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => THERSITES [LINE] => Array ( [0] => Why, thou picture of what thou seemest, and idol [1] => of idiot worshippers, here's a letter for thee. ) ) [4] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => ACHILLES [LINE] => From whence, fragment? ) [5] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => THERSITES [LINE] => Why, thou full dish of fool, from Troy. ) [6] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => PATROCLUS [LINE] => Who keeps the tent now? ) [7] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => THERSITES [LINE] => The surgeon's box, or the patient's wound. ) [8] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => PATROCLUS [LINE] => Well said, adversity! and what need these tricks? ) [9] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => THERSITES [LINE] => Array ( [0] => Prithee, be silent, boy; I profit not by thy talk: [1] => thou art thought to be Achilles' male varlet. ) ) [10] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => PATROCLUS [LINE] => Male varlet, you rogue! what's that? ) [11] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => THERSITES [LINE] => Array ( [0] => Why, his masculine whore. Now, the rotten diseases [1] => of the south, the guts-griping, ruptures, catarrhs, [2] => loads o' gravel i' the back, lethargies, cold [3] => palsies, raw eyes, dirt-rotten livers, wheezing [4] => lungs, bladders full of imposthume, sciaticas, [5] => limekilns i' the palm, incurable bone-ache, and the [6] => rivelled fee-simple of the tetter, take and take [7] => again such preposterous discoveries! ) ) [12] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => PATROCLUS [LINE] => Array ( [0] => Why thou damnable box of envy, thou, what meanest [1] => thou to curse thus? ) ) [13] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => THERSITES [LINE] => Do I curse thee? ) [14] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => PATROCLUS [LINE] => Array ( [0] => Why no, you ruinous butt, you whoreson [1] => indistinguishable cur, no. ) ) [15] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => THERSITES [LINE] => Array ( [0] => No! why art thou then exasperate, thou idle [1] => immaterial skein of sleave-silk, thou green sarcenet [2] => flap for a sore eye, thou tassel of a prodigal's [3] => purse, thou? Ah, how the poor world is pestered [4] => with such waterflies, diminutives of nature! ) ) [16] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => PATROCLUS [LINE] => Out, gall! ) [17] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => THERSITES [LINE] => Finch-egg! ) [18] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => ACHILLES [LINE] => Array ( [0] => My sweet Patroclus, I am thwarted quite [1] => From my great purpose in to-morrow's battle. [2] => Here is a letter from Queen Hecuba, [3] => A token from her daughter, my fair love, [4] => Both taxing me and gaging me to keep [5] => An oath that I have sworn. I will not break it: [6] => Fall Greeks; fail fame; honour or go or stay; [7] => My major vow lies here, this I'll obey. [8] => Come, come, Thersites, help to trim my tent: [9] => This night in banqueting must all be spent. [10] => Away, Patroclus! ) ) [19] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => THERSITES [LINE] => Array ( [0] => With too much blood and too little brain, these two [1] => may run mad; but, if with too much brain and too [2] => little blood they do, I'll be a curer of madmen. [3] => Here's Agamemnon, an honest fellow enough and one [4] => that loves quails; but he has not so much brain as [5] => earwax: and the goodly transformation of Jupiter [6] => there, his brother, the bull,--the primitive statue, [7] => and oblique memorial of cuckolds; a thrifty [8] => shoeing-horn in a chain, hanging at his brother's [9] => leg,--to what form but that he is, should wit larded [10] => with malice and malice forced with wit turn him to? [11] => To an ass, were nothing; he is both ass and ox: to [12] => an ox, were nothing; he is both ox and ass. To be a [13] => dog, a mule, a cat, a fitchew, a toad, a lizard, an [14] => owl, a puttock, or a herring without a roe, I would [15] => not care; but to be Menelaus, I would conspire [16] => against destiny. Ask me not, what I would be, if I [17] => were not Thersites; for I care not to be the louse [18] => of a lazar, so I were not Menelaus! Hey-day! [19] => spirits and fires! ) ) [20] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => AGAMEMNON [LINE] => We go wrong, we go wrong. ) [21] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => AJAX [LINE] => Array ( [0] => No, yonder 'tis; [1] => There, where we see the lights. ) ) [22] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => HECTOR [LINE] => I trouble you. ) [23] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => AJAX [LINE] => No, not a whit. ) [24] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => ULYSSES [LINE] => Here comes himself to guide you. ) [25] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => ACHILLES [LINE] => Welcome, brave Hector; welcome, princes all. ) [26] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => AGAMEMNON [LINE] => Array ( [0] => So now, fair prince of Troy, I bid good night. [1] => Ajax commands the guard to tend on you. ) ) [27] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => HECTOR [LINE] => Thanks and good night to the Greeks' general. ) [28] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => MENELAUS [LINE] => Good night, my lord. ) [29] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => HECTOR [LINE] => Good night, sweet lord Menelaus. ) [30] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => THERSITES [LINE] => Array ( [0] => Sweet draught: 'sweet' quoth 'a! sweet sink, [1] => sweet sewer. ) ) [31] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => ACHILLES [LINE] => Array ( [0] => Good night and welcome, both at once, to those [1] => That go or tarry. ) ) [32] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => AGAMEMNON [LINE] => Good night. ) [33] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => ACHILLES [LINE] => Array ( [0] => Old Nestor tarries; and you too, Diomed, [1] => Keep Hector company an hour or two. ) ) [34] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => DIOMEDES [LINE] => Array ( [0] => I cannot, lord; I have important business, [1] => The tide whereof is now. Good night, great Hector. ) ) [35] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => HECTOR [LINE] => Give me your hand. ) [36] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => ULYSSES [LINE] => Array ( [0] => Array ( [STAGEDIR] => Aside to TROILUS ) [1] => Calchas' tent: [2] => I'll keep you company. ) ) [37] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => TROILUS [LINE] => Sweet sir, you honour me. ) [38] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => HECTOR [LINE] => And so, good night. ) [39] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => ACHILLES [LINE] => Come, come, enter my tent. ) [40] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => THERSITES [LINE] => Array ( [0] => That same Diomed's a false-hearted rogue, a most [1] => unjust knave; I will no more trust him when he leers [2] => than I will a serpent when he hisses: he will spend [3] => his mouth, and promise, like Brabbler the hound: [4] => but when he performs, astronomers foretell it; it [5] => is prodigious, there will come some change; the sun [6] => borrows of the moon, when Diomed keeps his [7] => word. I will rather leave to see Hector, than [8] => not to dog him: they say he keeps a Trojan [9] => drab, and uses the traitor Calchas' tent: I'll [10] => after. Nothing but lechery! all incontinent varlets! ) ) ) ) [1] => Array ( [TITLE] => SCENE II. The same. Before Calchas' tent. [STAGEDIR] => Array ( [0] => Enter DIOMEDES [1] => Enter TROILUS and ULYSSES, at a distance; after them, THERSITES [2] => Enter CRESSIDA [3] => Whispers [4] => Exit [5] => Re-enter CRESSIDA [6] => Exit [7] => Enter AENEAS [8] => Exeunt TROILUS, AENEAS, and ULYSSES [9] => Exit ) [SPEECH] => Array ( [0] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => DIOMEDES [LINE] => What, are you up here, ho? speak. ) [1] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => CALCHAS [LINE] => Array ( [STAGEDIR] => Within ) ) [2] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => DIOMEDES [LINE] => Calchas, I think. Where's your daughter? ) [3] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => CALCHAS [LINE] => Array ( [STAGEDIR] => Within ) ) [4] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => ULYSSES [LINE] => Stand where the torch may not discover us. ) [5] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => TROILUS [LINE] => Cressid comes forth to him. ) [6] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => DIOMEDES [LINE] => How now, my charge! ) [7] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => CRESSIDA [LINE] => Now, my sweet guardian! Hark, a word with you. ) [8] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => TROILUS [LINE] => Yea, so familiar! ) [9] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => ULYSSES [LINE] => She will sing any man at first sight. ) [10] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => THERSITES [LINE] => Array ( [0] => And any man may sing her, if he can take her cliff; [1] => she's noted. ) ) [11] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => DIOMEDES [LINE] => Will you remember? ) [12] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => CRESSIDA [LINE] => Remember! yes. ) [13] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => DIOMEDES [LINE] => Array ( [0] => Nay, but do, then; [1] => And let your mind be coupled with your words. ) ) [14] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => TROILUS [LINE] => What should she remember? ) [15] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => ULYSSES [LINE] => List. ) [16] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => CRESSIDA [LINE] => Sweet honey Greek, tempt me no more to folly. ) [17] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => THERSITES [LINE] => Roguery! ) [18] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => DIOMEDES [LINE] => Nay, then,-- ) [19] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => CRESSIDA [LINE] => I'll tell you what,-- ) [20] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => DIOMEDES [LINE] => Foh, foh! come, tell a pin: you are forsworn. ) [21] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => CRESSIDA [LINE] => In faith, I cannot: what would you have me do? ) [22] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => THERSITES [LINE] => A juggling trick,--to be secretly open. ) [23] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => DIOMEDES [LINE] => What did you swear you would bestow on me? ) [24] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => CRESSIDA [LINE] => Array ( [0] => I prithee, do not hold me to mine oath; [1] => Bid me do any thing but that, sweet Greek. ) ) [25] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => DIOMEDES [LINE] => Good night. ) [26] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => TROILUS [LINE] => Hold, patience! ) [27] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => ULYSSES [LINE] => How now, Trojan! ) [28] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => CRESSIDA [LINE] => Diomed,-- ) [29] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => DIOMEDES [LINE] => No, no, good night: I'll be your fool no more. ) [30] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => TROILUS [LINE] => Thy better must. ) [31] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => CRESSIDA [LINE] => Hark, one word in your ear. ) [32] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => TROILUS [LINE] => O plague and madness! ) [33] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => ULYSSES [LINE] => Array ( [0] => You are moved, prince; let us depart, I pray you, [1] => Lest your displeasure should enlarge itself [2] => To wrathful terms: this place is dangerous; [3] => The time right deadly; I beseech you, go. ) ) [34] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => TROILUS [LINE] => Behold, I pray you! ) [35] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => ULYSSES [LINE] => Array ( [0] => Nay, good my lord, go off: [1] => You flow to great distraction; come, my lord. ) ) [36] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => TROILUS [LINE] => I pray thee, stay. ) [37] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => ULYSSES [LINE] => You have not patience; come. ) [38] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => TROILUS [LINE] => Array ( [0] => I pray you, stay; by hell and all hell's torments [1] => I will not speak a word! ) ) [39] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => DIOMEDES [LINE] => And so, good night. ) [40] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => CRESSIDA [LINE] => Nay, but you part in anger. ) [41] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => TROILUS [LINE] => Array ( [0] => Doth that grieve thee? [1] => O wither'd truth! ) ) [42] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => ULYSSES [LINE] => Why, how now, lord! ) [43] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => TROILUS [LINE] => Array ( [0] => By Jove, [1] => I will be patient. ) ) [44] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => CRESSIDA [LINE] => Guardian!--why, Greek! ) [45] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => DIOMEDES [LINE] => Foh, foh! adieu; you palter. ) [46] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => CRESSIDA [LINE] => In faith, I do not: come hither once again. ) [47] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => ULYSSES [LINE] => Array ( [0] => You shake, my lord, at something: will you go? [1] => You will break out. ) ) [48] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => TROILUS [LINE] => She strokes his cheek! ) [49] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => ULYSSES [LINE] => Come, come. ) [50] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => TROILUS [LINE] => Array ( [0] => Nay, stay; by Jove, I will not speak a word: [1] => There is between my will and all offences [2] => A guard of patience: stay a little while. ) ) [51] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => THERSITES [LINE] => Array ( [0] => How the devil Luxury, with his fat rump and [1] => potato-finger, tickles these together! Fry, lechery, fry! ) ) [52] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => DIOMEDES [LINE] => But will you, then? ) [53] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => CRESSIDA [LINE] => In faith, I will, la; never trust me else. ) [54] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => DIOMEDES [LINE] => Give me some token for the surety of it. ) [55] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => CRESSIDA [LINE] => I'll fetch you one. ) [56] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => ULYSSES [LINE] => You have sworn patience. ) [57] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => TROILUS [LINE] => Array ( [0] => Fear me not, sweet lord; [1] => I will not be myself, nor have cognition [2] => Of what I feel: I am all patience. ) ) [58] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => THERSITES [LINE] => Now the pledge; now, now, now! ) [59] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => CRESSIDA [LINE] => Here, Diomed, keep this sleeve. ) [60] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => TROILUS [LINE] => O beauty! where is thy faith? ) [61] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => ULYSSES [LINE] => My lord,-- ) [62] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => TROILUS [LINE] => I will be patient; outwardly I will. ) [63] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => CRESSIDA [LINE] => Array ( [0] => You look upon that sleeve; behold it well. [1] => He loved me--O false wench!--Give't me again. ) ) [64] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => DIOMEDES [LINE] => Whose was't? ) [65] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => CRESSIDA [LINE] => Array ( [0] => It is no matter, now I have't again. [1] => I will not meet with you to-morrow night: [2] => I prithee, Diomed, visit me no more. ) ) [66] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => THERSITES [LINE] => Now she sharpens: well said, whetstone! ) [67] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => DIOMEDES [LINE] => I shall have it. ) [68] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => CRESSIDA [LINE] => What, this? ) [69] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => DIOMEDES [LINE] => Ay, that. ) [70] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => CRESSIDA [LINE] => Array ( [0] => O, all you gods! O pretty, pretty pledge! [1] => Thy master now lies thinking in his bed [2] => Of thee and me, and sighs, and takes my glove, [3] => And gives memorial dainty kisses to it, [4] => As I kiss thee. Nay, do not snatch it from me; [5] => He that takes that doth take my heart withal. ) ) [71] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => DIOMEDES [LINE] => I had your heart before, this follows it. ) [72] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => TROILUS [LINE] => I did swear patience. ) [73] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => CRESSIDA [LINE] => Array ( [0] => You shall not have it, Diomed; faith, you shall not; [1] => I'll give you something else. ) ) [74] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => DIOMEDES [LINE] => I will have this: whose was it? ) [75] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => CRESSIDA [LINE] => It is no matter. ) [76] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => DIOMEDES [LINE] => Come, tell me whose it was. ) [77] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => CRESSIDA [LINE] => Array ( [0] => 'Twas one's that loved me better than you will. [1] => But, now you have it, take it. ) ) [78] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => DIOMEDES [LINE] => Whose was it? ) [79] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => CRESSIDA [LINE] => Array ( [0] => By all Diana's waiting-women yond, [1] => And by herself, I will not tell you whose. ) ) [80] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => DIOMEDES [LINE] => Array ( [0] => To-morrow will I wear it on my helm, [1] => And grieve his spirit that dares not challenge it. ) ) [81] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => TROILUS [LINE] => Array ( [0] => Wert thou the devil, and worest it on thy horn, [1] => It should be challenged. ) ) [82] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => CRESSIDA [LINE] => Array ( [0] => Well, well, 'tis done, 'tis past: and yet it is not; [1] => I will not keep my word. ) ) [83] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => DIOMEDES [LINE] => Array ( [0] => Why, then, farewell; [1] => Thou never shalt mock Diomed again. ) ) [84] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => CRESSIDA [LINE] => Array ( [0] => You shall not go: one cannot speak a word, [1] => But it straight starts you. ) ) [85] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => DIOMEDES [LINE] => I do not like this fooling. ) [86] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => THERSITES [LINE] => Nor I, by Pluto: but that that likes not you pleases me best. ) [87] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => DIOMEDES [LINE] => What, shall I come? the hour? ) [88] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => CRESSIDA [LINE] => Ay, come:--O Jove!--do come:--I shall be plagued. ) [89] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => DIOMEDES [LINE] => Farewell till then. ) [90] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => CRESSIDA [LINE] => Array ( [0] => Good night: I prithee, come. [1] => Troilus, farewell! one eye yet looks on thee [2] => But with my heart the other eye doth see. [3] => Ah, poor our sex! this fault in us I find, [4] => The error of our eye directs our mind: [5] => What error leads must err; O, then conclude [6] => Minds sway'd by eyes are full of turpitude. ) [STAGEDIR] => Exit DIOMEDES ) [91] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => THERSITES [LINE] => Array ( [0] => A proof of strength she could not publish more, [1] => Unless she said ' My mind is now turn'd whore.' ) ) [92] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => ULYSSES [LINE] => All's done, my lord. ) [93] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => TROILUS [LINE] => It is. ) [94] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => ULYSSES [LINE] => Why stay we, then? ) [95] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => TROILUS [LINE] => Array ( [0] => To make a recordation to my soul [1] => Of every syllable that here was spoke. [2] => But if I tell how these two did co-act, [3] => Shall I not lie in publishing a truth? [4] => Sith yet there is a credence in my heart, [5] => An esperance so obstinately strong, [6] => That doth invert the attest of eyes and ears, [7] => As if those organs had deceptious functions, [8] => Created only to calumniate. [9] => Was Cressid here? ) ) [96] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => ULYSSES [LINE] => I cannot conjure, Trojan. ) [97] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => TROILUS [LINE] => She was not, sure. ) [98] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => ULYSSES [LINE] => Most sure she was. ) [99] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => TROILUS [LINE] => Why, my negation hath no taste of madness. ) [100] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => ULYSSES [LINE] => Nor mine, my lord: Cressid was here but now. ) [101] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => TROILUS [LINE] => Array ( [0] => Let it not be believed for womanhood! [1] => Think, we had mothers; do not give advantage [2] => To stubborn critics, apt, without a theme, [3] => For depravation, to square the general sex [4] => By Cressid's rule: rather think this not Cressid. ) ) [102] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => ULYSSES [LINE] => What hath she done, prince, that can soil our mothers? ) [103] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => TROILUS [LINE] => Nothing at all, unless that this were she. ) [104] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => THERSITES [LINE] => Will he swagger himself out on's own eyes? ) [105] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => TROILUS [LINE] => Array ( [0] => This she? no, this is Diomed's Cressida: [1] => If beauty have a soul, this is not she; [2] => If souls guide vows, if vows be sanctimonies, [3] => If sanctimony be the gods' delight, [4] => If there be rule in unity itself, [5] => This is not she. O madness of discourse, [6] => That cause sets up with and against itself! [7] => Bi-fold authority! where reason can revolt [8] => Without perdition, and loss assume all reason [9] => Without revolt: this is, and is not, Cressid. [10] => Within my soul there doth conduce a fight [11] => Of this strange nature that a thing inseparate [12] => Divides more wider than the sky and earth, [13] => And yet the spacious breadth of this division [14] => Admits no orifex for a point as subtle [15] => As Ariachne's broken woof to enter. [16] => Instance, O instance! strong as Pluto's gates; [17] => Cressid is mine, tied with the bonds of heaven: [18] => Instance, O instance! strong as heaven itself; [19] => The bonds of heaven are slipp'd, dissolved, and loosed; [20] => And with another knot, five-finger-tied, [21] => The fractions of her faith, orts of her love, [22] => The fragments, scraps, the bits and greasy relics [23] => Of her o'er-eaten faith, are bound to Diomed. ) ) [106] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => ULYSSES [LINE] => Array ( [0] => May worthy Troilus be half attach'd [1] => With that which here his passion doth express? ) ) [107] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => TROILUS [LINE] => Array ( [0] => Ay, Greek; and that shall be divulged well [1] => In characters as red as Mars his heart [2] => Inflamed with Venus: never did young man fancy [3] => With so eternal and so fix'd a soul. [4] => Hark, Greek: as much as I do Cressid love, [5] => So much by weight hate I her Diomed: [6] => That sleeve is mine that he'll bear on his helm; [7] => Were it a casque composed by Vulcan's skill, [8] => My sword should bite it: not the dreadful spout [9] => Which shipmen do the hurricano call, [10] => Constringed in mass by the almighty sun, [11] => Shall dizzy with more clamour Neptune's ear [12] => In his descent than shall my prompted sword [13] => Falling on Diomed. ) ) [108] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => THERSITES [LINE] => He'll tickle it for his concupy. ) [109] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => TROILUS [LINE] => Array ( [0] => O Cressid! O false Cressid! false, false, false! [1] => Let all untruths stand by thy stained name, [2] => And they'll seem glorious. ) ) [110] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => ULYSSES [LINE] => Array ( [0] => O, contain yourself [1] => Your passion draws ears hither. ) ) [111] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => AENEAS [LINE] => Array ( [0] => I have been seeking you this hour, my lord: [1] => Hector, by this, is arming him in Troy; [2] => Ajax, your guard, stays to conduct you home. ) ) [112] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => TROILUS [LINE] => Array ( [0] => Have with you, prince. My courteous lord, adieu. [1] => Farewell, revolted fair! and, Diomed, [2] => Stand fast, and wear a castle on thy head! ) ) [113] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => ULYSSES [LINE] => I'll bring you to the gates. ) [114] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => TROILUS [LINE] => Accept distracted thanks. ) [115] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => THERSITES [LINE] => Array ( [0] => Would I could meet that rogue Diomed! I would [1] => croak like a raven; I would bode, I would bode. [2] => Patroclus will give me any thing for the [3] => intelligence of this whore: the parrot will not [4] => do more for an almond than he for a commodious drab. [5] => Lechery, lechery; still, wars and lechery; nothing [6] => else holds fashion: a burning devil take them! ) ) ) ) [2] => Array ( [TITLE] => SCENE III. Troy. Before Priam's palace. [STAGEDIR] => Array ( [0] => Enter HECTOR and ANDROMACHE [1] => Enter CASSANDRA [2] => Exit CASSANDRA [3] => Re-enter CASSANDRA, with PRIAM [4] => Exit ANDROMACHE [5] => Exit [6] => Exeunt severally PRIAM and HECTOR. Alarums [7] => Enter PANDARUS [8] => Exeunt severally ) [SPEECH] => Array ( [0] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => ANDROMACHE [LINE] => Array ( [0] => When was my lord so much ungently temper'd, [1] => To stop his ears against admonishment? [2] => Unarm, unarm, and do not fight to-day. ) ) [1] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => HECTOR [LINE] => Array ( [0] => You train me to offend you; get you in: [1] => By all the everlasting gods, I'll go! ) ) [2] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => ANDROMACHE [LINE] => My dreams will, sure, prove ominous to the day. ) [3] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => HECTOR [LINE] => No more, I say. ) [4] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => CASSANDRA [LINE] => Where is my brother Hector? ) [5] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => ANDROMACHE [LINE] => Array ( [0] => Here, sister; arm'd, and bloody in intent. [1] => Consort with me in loud and dear petition, [2] => Pursue we him on knees; for I have dream'd [3] => Of bloody turbulence, and this whole night [4] => Hath nothing been but shapes and forms of slaughter. ) ) [6] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => CASSANDRA [LINE] => O, 'tis true. ) [7] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => HECTOR [LINE] => Ho! bid my trumpet sound! ) [8] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => CASSANDRA [LINE] => No notes of sally, for the heavens, sweet brother. ) [9] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => HECTOR [LINE] => Be gone, I say: the gods have heard me swear. ) [10] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => CASSANDRA [LINE] => Array ( [0] => The gods are deaf to hot and peevish vows: [1] => They are polluted offerings, more abhorr'd [2] => Than spotted livers in the sacrifice. ) ) [11] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => ANDROMACHE [LINE] => Array ( [0] => O, be persuaded! do not count it holy [1] => To hurt by being just: it is as lawful, [2] => For we would give much, to use violent thefts, [3] => And rob in the behalf of charity. ) ) [12] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => CASSANDRA [LINE] => Array ( [0] => It is the purpose that makes strong the vow; [1] => But vows to every purpose must not hold: [2] => Unarm, sweet Hector. ) ) [13] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => HECTOR [LINE] => Array ( [0] => Hold you still, I say; [1] => Mine honour keeps the weather of my fate: [2] => Lie every man holds dear; but the brave man [3] => Holds honour far more precious-dear than life. [4] => How now, young man! mean'st thou to fight to-day? ) [STAGEDIR] => Enter TROILUS ) [14] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => ANDROMACHE [LINE] => Cassandra, call my father to persuade. ) [15] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => HECTOR [LINE] => Array ( [0] => No, faith, young Troilus; doff thy harness, youth; [1] => I am to-day i' the vein of chivalry: [2] => Let grow thy sinews till their knots be strong, [3] => And tempt not yet the brushes of the war. [4] => Unarm thee, go, and doubt thou not, brave boy, [5] => I'll stand to-day for thee and me and Troy. ) ) [16] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => TROILUS [LINE] => Array ( [0] => Brother, you have a vice of mercy in you, [1] => Which better fits a lion than a man. ) ) [17] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => HECTOR [LINE] => What vice is that, good Troilus? chide me for it. ) [18] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => TROILUS [LINE] => Array ( [0] => When many times the captive Grecian falls, [1] => Even in the fan and wind of your fair sword, [2] => You bid them rise, and live. ) ) [19] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => HECTOR [LINE] => O,'tis fair play. ) [20] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => TROILUS [LINE] => Fool's play, by heaven, Hector. ) [21] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => HECTOR [LINE] => How now! how now! ) [22] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => TROILUS [LINE] => Array ( [0] => For the love of all the gods, [1] => Let's leave the hermit pity with our mothers, [2] => And when we have our armours buckled on, [3] => The venom'd vengeance ride upon our swords, [4] => Spur them to ruthful work, rein them from ruth. ) ) [23] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => HECTOR [LINE] => Fie, savage, fie! ) [24] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => TROILUS [LINE] => Hector, then 'tis wars. ) [25] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => HECTOR [LINE] => Troilus, I would not have you fight to-day. ) [26] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => TROILUS [LINE] => Array ( [0] => Who should withhold me? [1] => Not fate, obedience, nor the hand of Mars [2] => Beckoning with fiery truncheon my retire; [3] => Not Priamus and Hecuba on knees, [4] => Their eyes o'ergalled with recourse of tears; [5] => Not you, my brother, with your true sword drawn, [6] => Opposed to hinder me, should stop my way, [7] => But by my ruin. ) ) [27] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => CASSANDRA [LINE] => Array ( [0] => Lay hold upon him, Priam, hold him fast: [1] => He is thy crutch; now if thou lose thy stay, [2] => Thou on him leaning, and all Troy on thee, [3] => Fall all together. ) ) [28] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => PRIAM [LINE] => Array ( [0] => Come, Hector, come, go back: [1] => Thy wife hath dream'd; thy mother hath had visions; [2] => Cassandra doth foresee; and I myself [3] => Am like a prophet suddenly enrapt [4] => To tell thee that this day is ominous: [5] => Therefore, come back. ) ) [29] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => HECTOR [LINE] => Array ( [0] => AEneas is a-field; [1] => And I do stand engaged to many Greeks, [2] => Even in the faith of valour, to appear [3] => This morning to them. ) ) [30] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => PRIAM [LINE] => Ay, but thou shalt not go. ) [31] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => HECTOR [LINE] => Array ( [0] => I must not break my faith. [1] => You know me dutiful; therefore, dear sir, [2] => Let me not shame respect; but give me leave [3] => To take that course by your consent and voice, [4] => Which you do here forbid me, royal Priam. ) ) [32] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => CASSANDRA [LINE] => O Priam, yield not to him! ) [33] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => ANDROMACHE [LINE] => Do not, dear father. ) [34] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => HECTOR [LINE] => Array ( [0] => Andromache, I am offended with you: [1] => Upon the love you bear me, get you in. ) ) [35] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => TROILUS [LINE] => Array ( [0] => This foolish, dreaming, superstitious girl [1] => Makes all these bodements. ) ) [36] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => CASSANDRA [LINE] => Array ( [0] => O, farewell, dear Hector! [1] => Look, how thou diest! look, how thy eye turns pale! [2] => Look, how thy wounds do bleed at many vents! [3] => Hark, how Troy roars! how Hecuba cries out! [4] => How poor Andromache shrills her dolours forth! [5] => Behold, distraction, frenzy and amazement, [6] => Like witless antics, one another meet, [7] => And all cry, Hector! Hector's dead! O Hector! ) ) [37] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => TROILUS [LINE] => Away! away! ) [38] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => CASSANDRA [LINE] => Array ( [0] => Farewell: yet, soft! Hector! take my leave: [1] => Thou dost thyself and all our Troy deceive. ) ) [39] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => HECTOR [LINE] => Array ( [0] => You are amazed, my liege, at her exclaim: [1] => Go in and cheer the town: we'll forth and fight, [2] => Do deeds worth praise and tell you them at night. ) ) [40] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => PRIAM [LINE] => Farewell: the gods with safety stand about thee! ) [41] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => TROILUS [LINE] => Array ( [0] => They are at it, hark! Proud Diomed, believe, [1] => I come to lose my arm, or win my sleeve. ) ) [42] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => PANDARUS [LINE] => Do you hear, my lord? do you hear? ) [43] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => TROILUS [LINE] => What now? ) [44] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => PANDARUS [LINE] => Here's a letter come from yond poor girl. ) [45] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => TROILUS [LINE] => Let me read. ) [46] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => PANDARUS [LINE] => Array ( [0] => A whoreson tisick, a whoreson rascally tisick so [1] => troubles me, and the foolish fortune of this girl; [2] => and what one thing, what another, that I shall [3] => leave you one o' these days: and I have a rheum [4] => in mine eyes too, and such an ache in my bones [5] => that, unless a man were cursed, I cannot tell what [6] => to think on't. What says she there? ) ) [47] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => TROILUS [LINE] => Array ( [0] => Words, words, mere words, no matter from the heart: [1] => The effect doth operate another way. [2] => Go, wind, to wind, there turn and change together. [3] => My love with words and errors still she feeds; [4] => But edifies another with her deeds. ) [STAGEDIR] => Tearing the letter ) ) ) [3] => Array ( [TITLE] => SCENE IV. Plains between Troy and the Grecian camp. [STAGEDIR] => Array ( [0] => Alarums: excursions. Enter THERSITES [1] => Enter DIOMEDES, TROILUS following [2] => Exeunt TROILUS and DIOMEDES, fighting [3] => Enter HECTOR [4] => Exit [5] => Exit ) [SPEECH] => Array ( [0] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => THERSITES [LINE] => Array ( [0] => Now they are clapper-clawing one another; I'll go [1] => look on. That dissembling abominable varlets Diomed, [2] => has got that same scurvy doting foolish young knave's [3] => sleeve of Troy there in his helm: I would fain see [4] => them meet; that that same young Trojan ass, that [5] => loves the whore there, might send that Greekish [6] => whore-masterly villain, with the sleeve, back to the [7] => dissembling luxurious drab, of a sleeveless errand. [8] => O' the t'other side, the policy of those crafty [9] => swearing rascals, that stale old mouse-eaten dry [10] => cheese, Nestor, and that same dog-fox, Ulysses, is [11] => not proved worthy a blackberry: they set me up, in [12] => policy, that mongrel cur, Ajax, against that dog of [13] => as bad a kind, Achilles: and now is the cur Ajax [14] => prouder than the cur Achilles, and will not arm [15] => to-day; whereupon the Grecians begin to proclaim [16] => barbarism, and policy grows into an ill opinion. [17] => Soft! here comes sleeve, and t'other. ) ) [1] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => TROILUS [LINE] => Array ( [0] => Fly not; for shouldst thou take the river Styx, [1] => I would swim after. ) ) [2] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => DIOMEDES [LINE] => Array ( [0] => Thou dost miscall retire: [1] => I do not fly, but advantageous care [2] => Withdrew me from the odds of multitude: [3] => Have at thee! ) ) [3] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => THERSITES [LINE] => Array ( [0] => Hold thy whore, Grecian!--now for thy whore, [1] => Trojan!--now the sleeve, now the sleeve! ) ) [4] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => HECTOR [LINE] => Array ( [0] => What art thou, Greek? art thou for Hector's match? [1] => Art thou of blood and honour? ) ) [5] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => THERSITES [LINE] => Array ( [0] => No, no, I am a rascal; a scurvy railing knave: [1] => a very filthy rogue. ) ) [6] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => HECTOR [LINE] => I do believe thee: live. ) [7] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => THERSITES [LINE] => Array ( [0] => God-a-mercy, that thou wilt believe me; but a [1] => plague break thy neck for frightening me! What's [2] => become of the wenching rogues? I think they have [3] => swallowed one another: I would laugh at that [4] => miracle: yet, in a sort, lechery eats itself. [5] => I'll seek them. ) ) ) ) [4] => Array ( [TITLE] => SCENE V. Another part of the plains. [STAGEDIR] => Array ( [0] => Enter DIOMEDES and a Servant [1] => Exit [2] => Enter AGAMEMNON [3] => Enter NESTOR [4] => Enter ULYSSES [5] => Enter AJAX [6] => Exit [7] => Enter ACHILLES [8] => Exit Act ) [SPEECH] => Array ( [0] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => DIOMEDES [LINE] => Array ( [0] => Go, go, my servant, take thou Troilus' horse; [1] => Present the fair steed to my lady Cressid: [2] => Fellow, commend my service to her beauty; [3] => Tell her I have chastised the amorous Trojan, [4] => And am her knight by proof. ) ) [1] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => Servant [LINE] => I go, my lord. ) [2] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => AGAMEMNON [LINE] => Array ( [0] => Renew, renew! The fierce Polydamas [1] => Hath beat down Menon: bastard Margarelon [2] => Hath Doreus prisoner, [3] => And stands colossus-wise, waving his beam, [4] => Upon the pashed corses of the kings [5] => Epistrophus and Cedius: Polyxenes is slain, [6] => Amphimachus and Thoas deadly hurt, [7] => Patroclus ta'en or slain, and Palamedes [8] => Sore hurt and bruised: the dreadful Sagittary [9] => Appals our numbers: haste we, Diomed, [10] => To reinforcement, or we perish all. ) ) [3] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => NESTOR [LINE] => Array ( [0] => Go, bear Patroclus' body to Achilles; [1] => And bid the snail-paced Ajax arm for shame. [2] => There is a thousand Hectors in the field: [3] => Now here he fights on Galathe his horse, [4] => And there lacks work; anon he's there afoot, [5] => And there they fly or die, like scaled sculls [6] => Before the belching whale; then is he yonder, [7] => And there the strawy Greeks, ripe for his edge, [8] => Fall down before him, like the mower's swath: [9] => Here, there, and every where, he leaves and takes, [10] => Dexterity so obeying appetite [11] => That what he will he does, and does so much [12] => That proof is call'd impossibility. ) ) [4] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => ULYSSES [LINE] => Array ( [0] => O, courage, courage, princes! great Achilles [1] => Is arming, weeping, cursing, vowing vengeance: [2] => Patroclus' wounds have roused his drowsy blood, [3] => Together with his mangled Myrmidons, [4] => That noseless, handless, hack'd and chipp'd, come to him, [5] => Crying on Hector. Ajax hath lost a friend [6] => And foams at mouth, and he is arm'd and at it, [7] => Roaring for Troilus, who hath done to-day [8] => Mad and fantastic execution, [9] => Engaging and redeeming of himself [10] => With such a careless force and forceless care [11] => As if that luck, in very spite of cunning, [12] => Bade him win all. ) ) [5] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => AJAX [LINE] => Troilus! thou coward Troilus! ) [6] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => DIOMEDES [LINE] => Ay, there, there. ) [7] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => NESTOR [LINE] => So, so, we draw together. ) [8] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => ACHILLES [LINE] => Array ( [0] => Where is this Hector? [1] => Come, come, thou boy-queller, show thy face; [2] => Know what it is to meet Achilles angry: [3] => Hector? where's Hector? I will none but Hector. ) ) ) ) [5] => Array ( [TITLE] => SCENE VI. Another part of the plains. [STAGEDIR] => Array ( [0] => Enter AJAX [1] => Enter DIOMEDES [2] => Enter TROILUS [3] => Exeunt, fighting [4] => Enter HECTOR [5] => Enter ACHILLES [6] => Exit [7] => Re-enter TROILUS [8] => Exit [9] => Enter one in sumptuous armour [10] => Exit Act ) [SPEECH] => Array ( [0] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => AJAX [LINE] => Troilus, thou coward Troilus, show thy head! ) [1] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => DIOMEDES [LINE] => Troilus, I say! where's Troilus? ) [2] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => AJAX [LINE] => What wouldst thou? ) [3] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => DIOMEDES [LINE] => I would correct him. ) [4] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => AJAX [LINE] => Array ( [0] => Were I the general, thou shouldst have my office [1] => Ere that correction. Troilus, I say! what, Troilus! ) ) [5] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => TROILUS [LINE] => Array ( [0] => O traitor Diomed! turn thy false face, thou traitor, [1] => And pay thy life thou owest me for my horse! ) ) [6] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => DIOMEDES [LINE] => Ha, art thou there? ) [7] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => AJAX [LINE] => I'll fight with him alone: stand, Diomed. ) [8] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => DIOMEDES [LINE] => He is my prize; I will not look upon. ) [9] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => TROILUS [LINE] => Come, both you cogging Greeks; have at you both! ) [10] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => HECTOR [LINE] => Yea, Troilus? O, well fought, my youngest brother! ) [11] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => ACHILLES [LINE] => Now do I see thee, ha! have at thee, Hector! ) [12] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => HECTOR [LINE] => Pause, if thou wilt. ) [13] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => ACHILLES [LINE] => Array ( [0] => I do disdain thy courtesy, proud Trojan: [1] => Be happy that my arms are out of use: [2] => My rest and negligence befriends thee now, [3] => But thou anon shalt hear of me again; [4] => Till when, go seek thy fortune. ) ) [14] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => HECTOR [LINE] => Array ( [0] => Fare thee well: [1] => I would have been much more a fresher man, [2] => Had I expected thee. How now, my brother! ) ) [15] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => TROILUS [LINE] => Array ( [0] => Ajax hath ta'en AEneas: shall it be? [1] => No, by the flame of yonder glorious heaven, [2] => He shall not carry him: I'll be ta'en too, [3] => Or bring him off: fate, hear me what I say! [4] => I reck not though I end my life to-day. ) ) [16] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => HECTOR [LINE] => Array ( [0] => Stand, stand, thou Greek; thou art a goodly mark: [1] => No? wilt thou not? I like thy armour well; [2] => I'll frush it and unlock the rivets all, [3] => But I'll be master of it: wilt thou not, [4] => beast, abide? [5] => Why, then fly on, I'll hunt thee for thy hide. ) ) ) ) [6] => Array ( [TITLE] => SCENE VII. Another part of the plains. [STAGEDIR] => Array ( [0] => Enter ACHILLES, with Myrmidons [1] => Exit Act [2] => Enter MENELAUS and PARIS, fighting: then THERSITES [3] => Exeunt PARIS and MENELAUS [4] => Enter MARGARELON [5] => Exit [6] => Exit ) [SPEECH] => Array ( [0] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => ACHILLES [LINE] => Array ( [0] => Come here about me, you my Myrmidons; [1] => Mark what I say. Attend me where I wheel: [2] => Strike not a stroke, but keep yourselves in breath: [3] => And when I have the bloody Hector found, [4] => Empale him with your weapons round about; [5] => In fellest manner execute your aims. [6] => Follow me, sirs, and my proceedings eye: [7] => It is decreed Hector the great must die. ) ) [1] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => THERSITES [LINE] => Array ( [0] => The cuckold and the cuckold-maker are at it. Now, [1] => bull! now, dog! 'Loo, Paris, 'loo! now my double- [2] => henned sparrow! 'loo, Paris, 'loo! The bull has the [3] => game: ware horns, ho! ) ) [2] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => MARGARELON [LINE] => Turn, slave, and fight. ) [3] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => THERSITES [LINE] => What art thou? ) [4] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => MARGARELON [LINE] => A bastard son of Priam's. ) [5] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => THERSITES [LINE] => Array ( [0] => I am a bastard too; I love bastards: I am a bastard [1] => begot, bastard instructed, bastard in mind, bastard [2] => in valour, in every thing illegitimate. One bear will [3] => not bite another, and wherefore should one bastard? [4] => Take heed, the quarrel's most ominous to us: if the [5] => son of a whore fight for a whore, he tempts judgment: [6] => farewell, bastard. ) ) [6] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => MARGARELON [LINE] => The devil take thee, coward! ) ) ) [7] => Array ( [TITLE] => SCENE VIII. Another part of the plains. [STAGEDIR] => Array ( [0] => Enter HECTOR [1] => Puts off his helmet and hangs his shield behind him [2] => Enter ACHILLES and Myrmidons [3] => Exit Act ) [SPEECH] => Array ( [0] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => HECTOR [LINE] => Array ( [0] => Most putrefied core, so fair without, [1] => Thy goodly armour thus hath cost thy life. [2] => Now is my day's work done; I'll take good breath: [3] => Rest, sword; thou hast thy fill of blood and death. ) ) [1] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => ACHILLES [LINE] => Array ( [0] => Look, Hector, how the sun begins to set; [1] => How ugly night comes breathing at his heels: [2] => Even with the vail and darking of the sun, [3] => To close the day up, Hector's life is done. ) ) [2] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => HECTOR [LINE] => I am unarm'd; forego this vantage, Greek. ) [3] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => ACHILLES [LINE] => Array ( [0] => Strike, fellows, strike; this is the man I seek. [1] => So, Ilion, fall thou next! now, Troy, sink down! [2] => Here lies thy heart, thy sinews, and thy bone. [3] => On, Myrmidons, and cry you all amain, [4] => 'Achilles hath the mighty Hector slain.' [5] => Hark! a retire upon our Grecian part. ) [STAGEDIR] => Array ( [0] => HECTOR falls [1] => A retreat sounded ) ) [4] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => MYRMIDONS [LINE] => The Trojan trumpets sound the like, my lord. ) [5] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => ACHILLES [LINE] => Array ( [0] => The dragon wing of night o'erspreads the earth, [1] => And, stickler-like, the armies separates. [2] => My half-supp'd sword, that frankly would have fed, [3] => Pleased with this dainty bait, thus goes to bed. [4] => Come, tie his body to my horse's tail; [5] => Along the field I will the Trojan trail. ) [STAGEDIR] => Sheathes his sword ) ) ) [8] => Array ( [TITLE] => SCENE IX. Another part of the plains. [STAGEDIR] => Array ( [0] => Enter AGAMEMNON, AJAX, MENELAUS, NESTOR, DIOMEDES, and others, marching. Shouts within [1] => Exeunt, marching ) [SPEECH] => Array ( [0] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => AGAMEMNON [LINE] => Hark! hark! what shout is that? ) [1] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => NESTOR [LINE] => Array ( [0] => Peace, drums! [1] => Achilles! Achilles! Hector's slain! Achilles. ) [STAGEDIR] => Within ) [2] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => DIOMEDES [LINE] => The bruit is, Hector's slain, and by Achilles. ) [3] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => AJAX [LINE] => Array ( [0] => If it be so, yet bragless let it be; [1] => Great Hector was a man as good as he. ) ) [4] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => AGAMEMNON [LINE] => Array ( [0] => March patiently along: let one be sent [1] => To pray Achilles see us at our tent. [2] => If in his death the gods have us befriended, [3] => Great Troy is ours, and our sharp wars are ended. ) ) ) ) [9] => Array ( [TITLE] => SCENE X. Another part of the plains. [STAGEDIR] => Array ( [0] => Enter AENEAS and Trojans [1] => Enter TROILUS [2] => Exeunt AENEAS and Trojans [3] => As TROILUS is going out, enter, from the other side, PANDARUS [4] => Exit [5] => Exit ) [SPEECH] => Array ( [0] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => AENEAS [LINE] => Array ( [0] => Stand, ho! yet are we masters of the field: [1] => Never go home; here starve we out the night. ) ) [1] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => TROILUS [LINE] => Hector is slain. ) [2] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => ALL [LINE] => Hector! the gods forbid! ) [3] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => TROILUS [LINE] => Array ( [0] => He's dead; and at the murderer's horse's tail, [1] => In beastly sort, dragg'd through the shameful field. [2] => Frown on, you heavens, effect your rage with speed! [3] => Sit, gods, upon your thrones, and smile at Troy! [4] => I say, at once let your brief plagues be mercy, [5] => And linger not our sure destructions on! ) ) [4] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => AENEAS [LINE] => My lord, you do discomfort all the host! ) [5] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => TROILUS [LINE] => Array ( [0] => You understand me not that tell me so: [1] => I do not speak of flight, of fear, of death, [2] => But dare all imminence that gods and men [3] => Address their dangers in. Hector is gone: [4] => Who shall tell Priam so, or Hecuba? [5] => Let him that will a screech-owl aye be call'd, [6] => Go in to Troy, and say there, Hector's dead: [7] => There is a word will Priam turn to stone; [8] => Make wells and Niobes of the maids and wives, [9] => Cold statues of the youth, and, in a word, [10] => Scare Troy out of itself. But, march away: [11] => Hector is dead; there is no more to say. [12] => Stay yet. You vile abominable tents, [13] => Thus proudly pight upon our Phrygian plains, [14] => Let Titan rise as early as he dare, [15] => I'll through and through you! and, thou great-sized coward, [16] => No space of earth shall sunder our two hates: [17] => I'll haunt thee like a wicked conscience still, [18] => That mouldeth goblins swift as frenzy's thoughts. [19] => Strike a free march to Troy! with comfort go: [20] => Hope of revenge shall hide our inward woe. ) ) [6] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => PANDARUS [LINE] => But hear you, hear you! ) [7] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => TROILUS [LINE] => Array ( [0] => Hence, broker-lackey! ignomy and shame [1] => Pursue thy life, and live aye with thy name! ) ) [8] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => PANDARUS [LINE] => Array ( [0] => A goodly medicine for my aching bones! O world! [1] => world! world! thus is the poor agent despised! [2] => O traitors and bawds, how earnestly are you set [3] => a-work, and how ill requited! why should our [4] => endeavour be so loved and the performance so loathed? [5] => what verse for it? what instance for it? Let me see: [6] => Full merrily the humble-bee doth sing, [7] => Till he hath lost his honey and his sting; [8] => And being once subdued in armed tail, [9] => Sweet honey and sweet notes together fail. [10] => Good traders in the flesh, set this in your [11] => painted cloths. [12] => As many as be here of pander's hall, [13] => Your eyes, half out, weep out at Pandar's fall; [14] => Or if you cannot weep, yet give some groans, [15] => Though not for me, yet for your aching bones. [16] => Brethren and sisters of the hold-door trade, [17] => Some two months hence my will shall here be made: [18] => It should be now, but that my fear is this, [19] => Some galled goose of Winchester would hiss: [20] => Till then I'll sweat and seek about for eases, [21] => And at that time bequeathe you my diseases. ) ) ) ) ) ) ) )