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Agam. Speak, prince of Ithaca; and be't of less

expect
That matter needless, of importless burden,
Divide thy lips; than we are confident,
When rank Thersites opes his mastiff jaws,
We shall hear musick, wit, and oracle.

Ulyss. Troy, yet upon his basis, had been down,
And the great Hector's sword had lack'd a master,
But for these instances.
The speciality of rule hath been neglected :
And, look, how many Grecian tents do stand
Hollow upon this plain, so many hollow factions.
When that the general is not like the hive,
To whom the foragers shall all repair,
What honey is expected ? Degree being vizarded,
The unworthiest shows as fairly in the

mask.
The heavens themselves, the planets, and this centre,
Observe degree, priority,

and place,
Insisture, course, proportion, season, form,
Office, and custom, in all line of order:
And therefore is the glorious planet, Sol,
In noble eminence enthron'd and spher'd
Amidst the other, whose med'cinable eye
Corrects the ill aspects of planets evil,
And posts, like the commandment of a king,
Sans check, to good and bad : But, when the

planets,
In evil mixture, to disorder wander,
What plagues, and what portents ! what mutiny!
What raging of the sea ! shaking of earth?
Commotion

in the winds ? frights, changes, horrors,
Divert and crack, rend and deracinate
The unity and married calm of states
Quite from their fixture? 0, when degree is shak'd,
Which is the ladder of all high designs,
The enterprize is sick ! How could communities,
Degrees in schools, and brotherhoods in cities,
Peaceful commerce from dividable shores,
The primogenitive and

due of birth,
Prerogative of age, crowns, sceptres, laurels,
Take but degree away, untune that string,
And, hark, what discord follows each thing meets
In mere oppugnancy: The bounded waters
Should lift their bosoms higher than the shores,
Strength should be able this solid globe :

be lord of imbecility,

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And the rade son should strike his father dead:
Force should be right; or, rather, right and wrong,
(Between whose endless jar justice resides,
Should lose their names, and so should justice too.
Then every thing includes itself in power,
Power into will, will into appetite;
And appetite, an universal wolf,
So doubly seconded with will and power,
Must make perforce an universal prey,
And, last, eat up himself. Great Agamemnon,
This chaos, when degree is sufocate,
Follows the choking.
And this neglection of degree it is,
That by a pace goes backward, with a purpose
It hath to climb. The general's disdaina
By him one step below; he, by the next;
That next, by him beneath: so every step,
Exampled by the first pace that is sick
Of his superior, grows to an envious ferer
Of pale and bloodless emulation :
And 'tis this fever that keeps Troy on foot,
Not her own sinews. To end a tale of length,
Troy in our weakness stands, not in her strength.

Nest. Most wisely hath Ulysses here discover'd
The fever whereof all our power is sick.
Agam. The nature of the sickness found, Ulysses,
What is the remedy?

Ulyss. The great Achilles,-whom opinion Crowns
The sinew and the forehand of our host,-
Having his ear full of his airy fame,
Grows dainty of his worth, and in his tent
Lies mocking our designs: With him, Patroclus,
Upon a lazy bed the live-long day
Breaks scurril jests;
And with ridiculous and aukward action
(Which, slanderer, he imitation calls,)
He pageants us. Sometime, great Agamemnon,
Thy topless deputation he puts on;
And, like a strutting player,--whose conceit
Lies in his hamstring, and doth think it rich
To hear the wooden dialogue and sound

Twixt his stretch'd footing and the scaffoldage,
Such to-be-pitied and o'er-wrested seeming
He sets thy greatness in: and when he speaks,

Tis like a chime a mending; with terms unsquar'd,
Which, from the tongue of roaring Typhon droppid,
Would seen hyperboles. At this fusty stuff,

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And the rude son should strike his father dead:
Force should be right; or, rather, right and wrong,
(Between whose endless jar justice resides,
Should lose their names, and so should justice too.
Then every thing includes itself in power,
Power into will, will into appetite;
And appetite, an universal wolf,
So doubly seconded with will and power,
Must make perforce an universal prey,
And, last, eat up himself. Great Agamemnon,
This chaos, when degree is suffocate,
Follows the choking.
And this neglection of degree it is,
That by a pace goes backward, with a purpose
It hath' to climb. The general's disdain's
By him one step below; he, by the next;
That next, by him beneath: $o every step,
Exampled by the first pace that is sick
Of his superior, grows to an esivious fever
Of pale and bloodless emulation :
And 'tis this fever that keeps Troy on foot,
Not her own sinews. To end a tale of length,
Troy in our weakness stands, not in her strength.

Nest. Most wisely hath Ulysses here discover'd
The fever whereof all our power is sick.

Agam. The nature of the sickness found, Ulysses,
What is the remedy?

Ulyss. The great achilles, --whom opinion crowns
The sidew and the forehand of our host,
Having his ear full of his airy fame,
Grows dainty of his worth, and in his tent
Lies mocking our designs With him, Patroclus,
Upon a lazy bed the live-long day
Breaks scurril jests ;
And with ridiculous and aukward action
(Which, slanderer, he imitation calls,)
He pageants vs. Sometime, great Agamemnon,
Thy topless deputation he puts on;
And, like a strutting player,--whose conceit
Lies in his hamstring, and doth think it rich
To hear the wooden dialogue and sound
"Twixt his stretch'd footing and the scaffoldage,
Such to-be-pitied and

o'er-wrested seeming
He acts thy greatness in; and when he speaks,
'Tis like a chime a mending; with terms unsquard,
Which, from the tongue of roaring Typhon dropp'd,
Would seem hyperboles. At this fusty stuff

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Æn. Ay;

Or those, that with the fneness of their souls
By reason guide his execution.

Nest. Let this be granted, and Achilles' horse,
Makes many Thetis' sons. [Trumpet sounds.
Agum. What trumpet ? look, Menelaus.

Enter ÆNEAS.
Men. From Troy.
Agan. What would you 'fore our tent!

Is this
Great Agamemnon's tent, I pray?
Agam.

Even this.
#ne. May one, that is a herald, and a prince,
Do a fair message to his kingly ears 1

Agam. With surety stronger than Achilles' arm
'Fore all the Greekish heads, which with one voice
Call Agamemnon head and general.

#ne. Fair leave, and large security. How may
A stranger to those most imperial looks
Know them from eyes of other mortals?
Agam.

How?
I ask, that I might waken reverence,
And bid the cheek be ready with a blush,
Modest as morning when she coldly eyes
The youthful Phoebus :
Which is that god in office, guiding men!
Which is the high and mighty Agamemnon?

Agam. This Trojan scorns us; or the men of Troy
Are ceremonious courtiers.

ne. Courtiers as free, as debonair, unarm'a, As bending angels; that's their fame in peace : But when they would seem soldiers, they have

galls,
Good arms, strong joints, true swords; and, Jore's

accord,
Nothing so full of heart. But peace, Æneas,
Peace, Trojan; lay thy finger on thy lips!
The worthiness of praise distains his worth,
If that the prais'a himself being the praise forth:
But what the repining enemy commends,
That breath fame follows; that praise, sole pure,

transcends.
Agam. Sir, you of Troy, call you yourself Æneas?
Eng. Ay, Greek, that is my name.
Asant. What's your affair, I pray you!
Æne. Sir, pardon; 'tis for Agamemnon's ears.

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Agam. He hears nought privately, that comes

from Troy.
Æne. Nor

I from Troy come not to whisper him:
I bring a trumpet to awake his ear;
To set his sense on the attentive bent,
And then to speak.
Agam.

Speak frankly as the wind;
It is not Agamemnon's sleeping hour :
That thou shalt know, Trojan, he is awake,
He tells thee so himself,
Æne.

Trumpet, blow lond,
Send thy brass voice through all these lazy tents ;-
And every Greek of mettle, let him know,
What Troy means fairly, shall be spoke aloud.

[Trumpet sounds.
We have, great Agamemnon, here in Troy
A prince call'd Hector, (Priam is his father,)
Who in this dull and long-continued truce
Is rusty grown; he bade me take a trumpet,
And to this purpose speak : Kings, princes, lords!
If there be one, among the fair'st of Greece,
That holds his honour higher than his ease;
That seeks his praise more than he fears his peril;
That knows his valour, and knows not his fear;
That loves his mistress more than in confession,
(With truant vows to her own lips he loves,)
And dare avow her beauty and her worth,
In other arms than hers,-to him this challenge.
Hector, in view of Trojans and of Greeks,
Shall make it good, or do his best to do it,
He hath a lady, wiser, fairer, truer,
Than ever Greek did compass in his arms;
And will to-morrow with his trumpet call,
Mid-way between your tents and walls of Troy,
To rouse a Grecian that is true in love :
If any come, Hector shall honour him;
If none, he'll say in Troy, when he retires,
The Grecian dames are sun-burn'd, and not worth
The splinter of a lance. Even so much.

Agam. This shall be told our lovers, lord Æneas;
If none of them have soul in such a kind,
We left them all at home: But we are soldiers;
And

may that soldier a mere recreant prove,
That means not,

hath not, or is not in love!
If then one is, or hath, or means to be,
That one meets Hector: if none else, I am he.

Nest. Tell him of Nestor, one that was a man

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When Hector's grandsire suck's: he is old now;
But, if there be not in our Grecian host
One noble man, that hath one spark of fire
To answer for his love, Tell him from me,-
I'll hide my silver beard in a gold beaver,
And in my vantbrace put this wither'd brawn ;
And, meeting him, will tell him, that my lady
Was fairer than his grandame, and as chaste
As may be in the world : His youth in flood,
I'll prove this truth with my three drops of blood.
ne. Now heavens forbid such scarcity of youth!
Ulyss. Amen.

Agam. Pair lord Æneas, let me touch your hand;
To our pavilion shall I lead you, sir.
Achilles shall have word of this intent;
So shall each lord of Greece, from tent to tent:
Yourself shall feast with us before you go,
And find the welcome of a noble foe.

(Exeunt all but Ulysses and Nestor.
Ulyss. Nestor,-
Nest. What says Ulysses?

Ulyss. I have a young conception in my brain,
Be you my time to bring it to some shape.

Nest. What is't?

Ulyss. This 'tis :
Blunt wedges rive hard knots: The seeded pride
That hath to this maturity blown up
In rank Achilles, must or now be croppa,
Or, shedding, breed a nursery of like evil,
To overbulk us all.

Well, and how
Ulyss. This challenge, that the gallant Hector

sends,
However it is spread in general name,
Relates in purpose only to Achilles.
Nest. The purpose is perspicuous even as sub-

stance,
Whose grossness little characters sum up:
And, in the publication, make no strain
But that Achilles, were his brain as barren
As banks of Libya, -though, Apollo knows,
Tis dry enough, will with great speed of judgment,
Ay, with celerity, find Hector's purpose

Ulysi. And wake him to the answer, think you?

Nett.
It is most meet; Whom may you else oppose,

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