XIV.

The death of HECTOR.

• Achilles. Look, Hector, how the sun begins to set; How ugly night comes breathing at his heels : Even with the veil and dark’ning of the sun, To close the day up, Hector's life is done.

Hect. I am unarmed : forego this vantage, Greek. Achil. Strike, fellows, strike; this is the man I seek.”