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."

Аст V. S. 9.