_Nest._ Yes, 'tis most meet: who may you else oppose,[1231] That can from Hector bring his honour off,[1232] If not Achilles? Though't be a sportful combat,[1233] 335 Yet in this trial much opinion dwells;[1234] For here the Trojans taste our dear'st repute With their finest palate: and trust to me, Ulysses,[1235] Our imputation shall be oddly poised[1236] In this wild action; for the success,[1237] 340 Although particular, shall give a scantling[1238] Of good or bad unto the general; And in such indexes, although small pricks To their subsequent volumes, there is seen The baby figure of the giant mass 345 Of things to come at large. It is supposed He that meets Hector issues from our choice: And choice, being mutual act of all our souls, Makes merit her election, and doth boil, As 'twere from forth us all, a man distill'd 350 Out of our virtues; who miscarrying, What heart from hence receives the conquering part,[1239][1240] To steel a strong opinion to themselves?[1240][1241] Which entertain'd, limbs are his instruments,[1242][1243] In no less working than are swords and bows[1242] 355 Directive by the limbs.[1242] _Ulyss._ Give pardon to my speech;[1244] Therefore 'tis meet Achilles meet not Hector.[1244][1245] Let us, like merchants, show our foulest wares,[1244] And think, perchance, they'll sell; if not,[1244][1246] 360 The lustre of the better yet to show,[1244][1247] Shall show the better. Do not consent[1244][1248] That ever Hector and Achilles meet;[1244] For both our honour and our shame in this[1244] Are dogg'd with two strange followers.[1244] 365 _Nest._ I see them not with my old eyes: what are they?[1249]