TROILUS AND CRESSIDA. The Grecian chiefs pass by ACHILLES and PATRO CLUS with slight notice, when they are standing at the entrance of their tent. “ AJAX. How now, Patroclus ? ACHILL. Good morrow, Ajax. AJAX. Ha? Achill. Good morrow. AJAX. Ay, and good next day too. Achill. What mean these fellows? Know they not Achilles ? (ULYSSES follows, watching the effect of his scheme to mortify ACHILLES' pride.") : Act III. S. 2. VI. THERSITES imitating AJAX. “ Ther. Why, he stalks up and down like a peacock, a-stride and a-stand: ... he knows not me: I said good morrow, Ajax, and he replies, thanks, Agamemnon. · · · · · · · · · · · I will put on his presence; let Patroclus make demands to me. You shall see the pageant of Ajax. Pat. Jove bless great Ajax! Humph! Ha! Achill. Why, but he is not in this tune, is he?” Act III. S. 3. VII. CRESSIDA given up to the Greeks in exchange for ANTENOR. “ Tro. Welcome, Sir Diomed! here is the lady Dio. O be not moved, Prince Troilus ! . . . . . to her own worth Act IV. S. 4. VIII. The contest between AJAX and HECTOR. « Dio. You must no more. [Trumpets cease. Æneas. Princes, enough, so please you." TROILUS AND CRESSIDA. IX. ACHILLES and HECTOR. “ Hect. Is this Achilles ? Nay, I have done already. Achill. Thou art too brief. I will the second time, As I would buy thee, view thee limb by limb.” Act IV. S. 5. НЕСТ. TROJLUS with ULYSSES, watching:-DIOMED and CRESSIDA, with the sleeve given to her by TROILUS. “Cress. , Nay, do not snatch it from me; He that takes that must take my heart withal. Dio. I had your heart before, this follows it. not: Act V. S. 2. XI. ANDROMACHE, CASSANDRA, and PRIAM endea vouring to persuade HECTOR not to go to the field. “Cass. Lay hold upon him, Priam; hold him fast; Come, Hector, come, go back : HECT. You know me dutiful; therefore, dear sir, Cass. O, Priam, yield not to him. Do not, dear father. DO TROILUS AND CRESSIDA. 11 XII. The Battle.—TROILUS engaging DIOMED and AJAX.—The body of PATROCLUS carried off to ACHILLES from HECTOR. “Go bear Patroclus' body to Achilles. Act V. S. 5. Troilus. O traitor, Diomed ! turn thy false face, thou traitor, Dio. Ha! art thou there? Dio. He is my prize, I will not look upon: Act V. S. 6. XIII. ACHILLES arming on seeing the dead body of PATROCLUS. “ Great Achilles Is arming, weeping, cursing, vowing vengeance: Patroclus' wounds have rous'd his drowsy blood." Act V. S. 5. |