Thou dreadful Ajax; that the appalled air Ajax. Thou, trumpet, there's my purse. Now crack thy lungs, and split thy brazen pipe: Come, ftretch thy cheft, and let thy eyes fpout blood Uly. No trumpet answers. Achil. 'Tis but early day. Aga. Is not yon Diomed, with Calchas' daughter? Uly. 'Tis he, I ken the manner of his gait; He rifes on his toe; that spirit of his In afpiration lifts him from the earth. Enter Diomed, with Creffida. Aga. Is this the lady Creffida? Dio. Even fhe. Aga. Moft dearly welcome to the Greeks, fweet lady. Neft. Our general doth falute you with a kifs. Uly. Yet is the kindness but particular; 'Twere better fhe were kifs'd in general. Neft. And very courtly counfel: I'll begin. So much for Neftor. Achil. I'll take that winter from your lips, fair lady: Achilles bids you welcome. Men. I had good argument for kifling once. Patr. But that's no argument for kiffing now: For thus popp'd Paris in his hardiment; h And parted thus you and your argument. Ulyff. O deadly gall, and theme of all our fcorns! For which we lose our heads, to gild his horns. f Sphered bias cheek]-ftanding out like the bias of a bowl. 上 Aquilon:]-the north wind. in his bardiment ;]-courageously. Patr. Patr. The first was Menclaus' kiss;—this, mine: Patroclus kiffes you. Men. O, this is trim ! Patr. Paris, and I, kifs evermore for him. Men. I'll have my kifs, fir Lady, by your leave. : Cre. In kiffing, do you render, or receive? Patr. Both take and give. Cre. I'll make my match to live, The kifs you take is better than you give; Men. I'll give you boot, I'll give you three for one. Men. You fillip me o' the head. Cre. No, I'll be fworn. Ulyff. It were no match, your nail against his horn.→ May I, fweet lady, beg a kifs of you? Cre. You may. Ulyff. I do defire it. Cre. Why, beg then. Ulyff. Why then, for Venus' fake, give me a kiss. I am your debtor, claim it when 'tis due. Ulyff. Never's my day, and then a kifs of you. Dio. Lady, a word;-I'll bring you to your father. [Diomed leads out Creffida. Neft. A woman of quick fenfe. Uly. Fie, fie upon her! There's language in her eye, her cheek, her lip, Nay, her foot speaks; her wanton fpirits look out At every joint and i motive of her body. O, these encounterers, fo glib of tongue, I'll make my match to live,]-I'll lay my life. i motive-moving part. * encounterers,]-forward dames. That 'That give a coafting welcome ere it comes, And daughters of the game. All. The Trojans' trumpet! Aga. Yonder comes the troop. [Trumpet within. Enter Hector, Æneas, Troilus, &c. with attendants. Ene. Hail, all the state of Greece! What fhall be done to him That victory commands? Or do you purpose, A victor fhall be "known? will you, the knights Purfue each other; or fhall they be divided. Hector bade afk. Aga. Which way would Hector have it? Ene. He cares not, he'll obey conditions. Acbil. 'Tis done like Hector; but fecurely done, A little proudly, and great deal misprizing The knight oppos'd. Ene. If not Achilles, fir, Achil. If not Achilles, nothing. Ene. Therefore Achilles: But, whate'er, know this;In the extremity of great and little, Valour and pride ' excel themselves in Hector; The one almost as infinite as all, That give a coafting welcome ere it comes,]-That, like fhips, falute in paffing, by putting out their colours, before they can come to the fpeech of each other. fluttish Spoils of opportunity,]-the eafy victims of every favourable opportunity. known?]-declared. fecurely]-in the wantonnefs of fecurity. excel themselves, &c.]-exceed their common degrees-he hath at once the greateft poffible valour, and the least imaginable pride. The The other blank as nothing. Weigh him well, Re-enter Diomed. Aga. Here is fir Diomed:-Go, gentle knight, Or else a breath the combatants being kin, Uly. They are oppos'd already. Aga. What Trojan is that fame that looks fo heavy? Uly. The youngest son of Priam, a true knight; Not yet mature, yet matchlefs; firm of word; Speaking in deeds, and 'deedlefs in his tongue; Not foon provok'd, nor, being provok'd, foon calm'd: His heart and hand both open, and both free; For what he has, he gives, what thinks, he fhews; Yet gives he not 'till judgment guide his bounty, Nor dignifies an 'impair thought with breath: Manly as Hector, but more dangerous; t For Hector, in his blaze of wrath, subscribes To tender objects; but he, in heat of action, They call him Troilus; and on him erect half made of Hector's blood;]-being the fon of his aunt Hefione. deedlefs in his tongue ;]-no boafter. an impair]-an unbecoming, unfitting. fubfcribes]-yields to compaffion. vindicative]-revengeful. Even to his inches, and, with private foul, [Alarum. Aga. They are in action. Heftor and Ajax fight. Neft. Now, Ajax, hold thine own! Troi, Hector, thou sleep'ft, awake thee! Aga. His blows are well difpos'd:-there, Ajax ! Dio. You must no more. Ene. Princes, enough, so please you. [Trumpets ceafe. Ajax. I am not warm yet, let us fight again. Helt. Why then, will I no more :—— Were thy commixion Greek and Trojan fo, All Greek, and this all Troy; my mother's blood Rounds in my father's; by Jove * multipotent, Thou fhould'ft not bear from me a Greekish member Of our rank feud: But the juft gods gainfay, "with private foul,]-in confidence, gave me this character of him. tranflated her will." MERRY WIVES OF WINDSOR, Vol. I. p. 180. multipotent,]-mighty. VOL. III. H Ajax. |