_Ulyss._ The youngest son of Priam, a true knight,[2053] Not yet mature, yet matchless, firm of word,[2054] Speaking in deeds and deedless in his tongue,[2055] Not soon provoked nor being provoked soon calm'd; His heart and hand both open and both free;[2056] 100 For what he has he gives, what thinks he shows;[2056] Yet gives he not till judgement guide his bounty, Nor dignifies an impair thought with breath;[2057] Manly as Hector, but more dangerous; For Hector in his blaze of wrath subscribes 105 To tender objects, but he in heat of action[2058] Is more vindicative than jealous love:[2059] They call him Troilus, and on him erect A second hope, as fairly built as Hector. Thus says Æneas; one that knows the youth 110 Even to his inches, and with private soul Did in great Ilion thus translate him to me. [_Alarum. Hector and Ajax fight._[2060] _Agam._ They are in action.[2061] _Nest._ Now, Ajax, hold thine own! _Tro._ Hector, thou sleep'st;[2062] Awake thee![2062] 115 _Agam._ His blows are well disposed: there, Ajax![2063] _Dio._ You must no more. [_Trumpets cease._ _Æne._ Princes, enough, so please you.[2064] _Ajax._ I am not warm yet; let us fight again. _Dio._ As Hector pleases. _Hect._ Why, then will I no more: Thou art, great lord, my father's sister's son, 120 A cousin-german to great Priam's seed; The obligation of our blood forbids A gory emulation 'twixt us twain: Were thy commixtion Greek and Trojan so,[2065] That thou couldst say 'This hand is Grecian all, 125 And this is Trojan; the sinews of this leg All Greek, and this all Troy; my mother's blood[2066] Runs on the dexter cheek, and this sinister Bounds in my father's;' by Jove multipotent, Thou shouldst not bear from me a Greekish member 130 Wherein my sword had not impressure made Of our rank feud: but the just gods gainsay[2067] That any drop thou borrow'dst from thy mother,[2068] My sacred aunt, should by my mortal sword Be drained! Let me embrace thee, Ajax:[2069] 135 By him that thunders, thou hast lusty arms; Hector would have them fall upon him thus: Cousin, all honour to thee! _Ajax._ I thank thee, Hector: Thou art too gentle and too free a man: I came to kill thee, cousin, and bear hence 140 A great addition earned in thy death.