Cre. At your Pleasure, Pan. Here, here, here's an excellent Place, here we may fee most bravely, I'll tell you them all by their Names, as they pass by, but mark Troilus above the rest. Eneas paffes over the Stage. Cre. Speak not fo loud. Pan. That's Aneas; is not that a brave Man? he's one of the Flowers of Troy, I can tell you, but mark Troilus, you fhall fee anon. Cre. Who's that? Antenor paffes over the Stage. Pan. That's Antenor, he has a fhrewd Wit, I can tell you, and he's a Man good enough, he's one o' th' founde ft Judg ment in Troy whofoever, and a proper Man of Perfon; when comes Troilus? I'll fhew you Troilus anon; if he feee me, you fhall fee him nod at me. Cre. Will he give you the nod? Pan. You fhall fee. Cre. If he do, the Rich fhall have more. Hector paffes over. Pan. That's Hector, that, that, look you, that, there's a Fellow. Go thy way, Hector, there's a brave Man, Neice, O brave Hector! Look how he looks? there's a Countenance! is't not a brave Man? Cre. O brave Man! Pan. Is a not? It does a Man's Heart good, look you what hacks are on his Helmet, look you yonder, do you fee? Look you there? There's no jefting; laying on, tak't off who will, as they fay; there be hacks. Cre. Be thofe with Swords? Paris paffes over. Pan. Swords, any thing, he cares not, and the Devil come to him, it's all one; by Godslid it does ones Heart good. Yonder comes Paris, yonder comes Paris: Look ye yonder, Neice, is't not a gallant Man too, is't not? Why, this is brave now: Who faid he came home hurt to Day? He's not hurt ; why, this will do Helen's Heart good now, ha? Would I could fee Troilus now, you shall fee Troilus anon. Cre. Who's that? Helenus Helenus paffes over. : Pan. That's Helenus. I marvel where Troilus is, that's HeLenus think he went not forth to Day; that's Helenus. Gre. Can Helenus fight, Uncle? Pan Helenus, no-Yes, he'll fight indifferent well—I marvel were Troilus is; hark, do you not hear the People cry Troilus? Helenus is a Prieft. Cre. What feaking Fellow comes yonder? Troilus paffes over. Pan. Where! Yonder? That's Deiphobus. 'Tis Troilus! There's a Min, Neice---hem---brave Troilus; the Prince of Chivalry. Cre. Peace, for fhame, peace. Pan. Mark him, note him: O brave Troilus: Look well upon him, Neice, look you how his Sword is bloodied, and his Helm more back'd then Hector's, and how he looks, and how he goes! O admirable Youth! he ne'er faw three and twenty. Go thy way Troilus, go thy way; had I a Sister were a Grace, or a Daughter a Goddefs, he should take his choice. O admirable Man! Paris? Paris is dirt to him, and I warrant, Helen to change would give Mony to boot. Enter common Soldiers, Cre. Here come more. Pan. Ales, Fools, Dolis, Chaff and Bran, Chaff and Bran; Porridge after Meat. I could live and dye i'th' Eyes of Troilus. Ne'er look, ne'er look; the Eagles are gone, Crows and Daws, Crows and Daws: I had rather be fuch a Man as Troilus, thin Agamemnon and all Greece. Cre. There is among the Greeks Achilles, a better Man than Troilus. Pan. Achilles? a Dray-man, a Porter, a very Camel. Pan. Well, well----Why, have you any Difcretion? Have you any Eyes? Do you know what a Man is? Is not Birth, Beauty, good Shape, Difcourfe, Manhood, Learning, Gentleness, Virtue, Youth, Liberality, and fo forth, the Spice and Salt that feafons a Man? Cre. Ay, a minc'd Man, and then to be bak'd with no date in the Pye, for then the Man's date is out. Pan. Pan. You are fuch another Woman, one knows not at what ward you lye. Cre. Upon my Back, to defend my Belly; upon my Wit, to defend my Wiles; upon my Secrefie, to defend mine Honefly; my Mask to defend my Beauty, and you to defend all thefe; and at all thefe Wards I lye at a thousand Watches. Pan. Say one of your Watches. Cre, Nay, I'll watch you for that, and that's one of the chiefeft of them too; if I cannot ward what I would not have hit, I can watch you for telling how I took the blow, unless it fwell paft hiding, and then it is paft watching. Enter Boy. Pan. You are fuch another. Boy. Sr, my Lord would instantly speak with you. Boy. At your own Houfe. Pan. Good Boy, tell him I come, I doubt he be hurt. Fare ye well, good Niece. Cre. Adieu, Uncle Pan, I'll be with you, Niece, by and by. Cre. To bring, Uncle. Pan. Ay, a Token from Troilus. Cre. By the fame token, you are a Bawd. [Exit Pan. Words, Vows, Gifts, Tears, and Loves full Sacrifice, He offers in another's Enterprize: But more in Troilus thoufand fold I fee, Then in the Glafs of Pandar's praife may be. Yet hold I off. Women are Angels wooing, That though my Heart Content's firm love doth bear, [Exit. SCENE SCENE II. Agamemnon's Tent in the Grecian Camp. Trumpets. Enter Agamemnon, Neftor, Ulyffes, Diomedes, Menelaus, with others. Agam. Princes; What Grief hath fet the Jaundife on your Cheeks? In all defigns begun on Earth below, Fails in the promis'd largenefs; checks and difafters To find perfiftive Conftancy in Men ? The fineness of which Metal is not found In Fortune's love; for then, the Bold and Coward, Neft. With due obfervance of thy godly Seat, In the reproof of Chance, Lies the true proof of Men: The Sea being smooth, Upon her patient Breaft, making their way But let the Ruffian Boreas once enrage The ftrong ribb'd Bark thro' liquid Mountains cuts, For, in her ray and brightness, The Herd hath more annoyance by the Brize The thing of Courage, As rowz'd with rage, with rage doth fympathize, Vlyf. Agamemnon, Thou great Commander, Nerve and Bone of Greece, The which, moft Mighty, for thy Place and Merit,[To Aga. And thou moft reverend for thy ftretcht-out Life, [ToNeft. I give to both your Speeches, which were fuch, As Agamemnon and the Hand of Greece Should hold up high in Brafs; and fuch again Should with a bond of Air, ftrong as the Axle-tree To his experienc'd Tongue: Yet let it please both Aga. Speak, Prince of Ithaca: and be't of less expect, U Divide |