Ajax.
Troilus, thou coward Troilus, show thy head! Enter Diomedes.

Dio.
Troilus, I say! where's Troilus?

Ajax.
What would'st thou?

Dio.
I would correct him.

Ajax.
Were I the general, thou should'st have my office,
Ere that correction:—Troilus, I say! what, Troilus! Enter Troilus.

Tro.
O traitor Diomed!—turn thy false face, thou traitor,
And pay thy life thou ow'st me for my horse!

Dio.
Ha! art thou there?

Ajax.
I'll fight with him alone: stand, Diomed.

Dio.
He is my prize, I will not look upon^{6 note}

Tro.
Come both, you cogging Greeks^{7 note}

Enter Hector.

Hect.
Yea, Troilus? O, well fought, my youngest brother! Enter Achilles.

Achil.
Now do I see thee: Ha!—Have at thee, Hector.

Hect.
Pause, if thou wilt.

Achil.
I do disdain thy courtesy, proud Trojan.
Be happy, that my arms are out of use:
My rest and negligence befriend thee now,
But thou anon shalt hear of me again;
Till when, go seek thy fortune. [Exit.

Hect.
Fare thee well:—
I would have been much more a fresher man,
Had I expected thee.—How now, my brother? Re-enter Troilus.

Tro.
Ajax hath ta'en Æneas; Shall it be?
No, by the flame of yonder glorious heaven^{8 note}
,
He shall not carry him^{9 note}

; I'll be ta'en too,

Or bring him off:—Fate, hear me what I say!
I reck not though I end* ^note my life to-day. [Exit. Enter one in sumptuous Armour.

Hect.
Stand, stand, thou Greek; thou art a goodly mark:—
No? wilt thou not?—I like thy armour well^{2 note}

I'll frush it^{3 note}

Previous section

Next section