[1803] _this head_] Q. _his head_ Ff. _an_] Capell. _and_ Q Ff. _if_ Pope. [1804] _break't_] Ff. _breakt_ Q. [1805] _replies_] _replied_ Hanmer. [1806] _to him_] om. Q. [1807] _demands_] Q. _his demands_ Ff. [1808] _most_] Ff. om. Q. [1809] _magnanimous_] Q F₄. _magnanimious_ F₁ F₂ F₃. [1810] _captain-general_] Hanmer. _Captaine Generall_ Q. _Captaine, Generall_ Ff. _Grecian_] om. Q. [1811] _et cetera._] _&c._ Ff. om. Q. [1812] _be wi' you_] Rowe. _buy you_ Q F₁ F₂ F₃. _b'you_ F₄. [1813] _eleven of the_] _a leven of the_ Q. _eleven a_ Ff. [1814] _you_] Ff. _yee_ Q. [1815] _he's out o' tune_] _he's out a tune_ Ff. _out of tune_ Q. [1816] _will be in him_] Q F₁. _will be in_ F₂ F₃ F₄. _he will be in_ Rowe. [1817] _bear_] Q. _carry_ Ff. [1818] [Exeunt ...] Capell. Exit. Rowe. om. Q Ff. [1819] [Exit.] Capell. Exeunt. Rowe. om. Q Ff. ACT IV. SCENE I. _Troy. A street._ _Enter, at one side_, ÆNEAS, _and_ Servant _with a torch; at the other_, PARIS, DEIPHOBUS, ANTENOR, DIOMEDES, _and others, with torches_.[1820] _Par._ See, ho! who is that there?[1821][1822] _Dei._ It is the Lord Æneas.[1822] _Æne._ Is the prince there in person?[1823] Had I so good occasion to lie long As you, Prince Paris, nothing but heavenly business[1824] 5 Should rob my bed-mate of my company. _Dio._ That's my mind too. Good morrow, Lord Æneas. _Par._ A valiant Greek, Æneas,--take his hand,-- Witness the process of your speech, wherein[1825] You told how Diomed a whole week by days[1825][1826] 10 Did haunt you in the field.[1827] _Æne._ Health to you, valiant sir,[1828] During all question of the gentle truce;[1829] But when I meet you arm'd, as black defiance As heart can think or courage execute. 15 _Dio._ The one and other Diomed embraces.[1830] Our bloods are now in calm; and, so long, health; But when contention and occasion meet,[1831] By Jove, I'll play the hunter for thy life With all my force, pursuit and policy.[1832] 20 _Æne._ And thou shalt hunt a lion, that will fly With his face backward. In humane gentleness,[1833] Welcome to Troy! now, by Anchises' life, Welcome, indeed! By Venus' hand I swear, No man alive can love in such a sort 25 The thing he means to kill more excellently. _Dio._ We sympathise. Jove, let Æneas live, If to my sword his fate be not the glory, A thousand complete courses of the sun! But, in mine emulous honour, let him die, 30 With every joint a wound, and that to-morrow.[1834] _Æne._ We know each other well.[1835] _Dio._ We do; and long to know each other worse.[1835]