The Works of William Shakespeare [Cambridge Edition] [Vol. 6 of 9]Shakespeare, William
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The Works of William Shakespeare [Cambridge Edition] [Vol. 6 of 9]
Shakespeare, William
English drama
_Nest._ I have, thou gallant Trojan, seen thee oft,
Labouring for destiny, make cruel way
Through ranks of Greekish youth; and I have seen thee, 185
As hot as Perseus, spur thy Phrygian steed,
Despising many forfeits and subduements,[2082]
When thou hast hung thy advanced sword i' the air,[2083]
Not letting it decline on the declined,
That I have said to some my standers by[2084] 190
'Lo, Jupiter is yonder, dealing life!'
And I have seen thee pause and take thy breath,
When that a ring of Greeks have hemm'd thee in,[2085]
Like an Olympian wrestling: this have I seen;[2086]
But this thy countenance, still lock'd in steel, 195
I never saw till now. I knew thy grandsire,
And once fought with him: he was a soldier good;
But, by great Mars the captain of us all,
Never like thee. Let an old man embrace thee;[2087]
And, worthy warrior, welcome to our tents. 200
_Æne._ 'Tis the old Nestor.
_Hect._ Let me embrace thee, good old chronicle,
That hast so long walk'd hand in hand with time:
Most reverend Nestor, I am glad to clasp thee.
_Nest._ I would my arms could match thee in contention, 205
As they contend with thee in courtesy.[2088]
_Hect._ I would they could.
_Nest._ Ha![2089]
By this white beard, I'ld fight with thee to-morrow:
Well, welcome, welcome!--I have seen the time.[2090] 210
_Ulyss._ I wonder now how yonder city stands
When we have here her base and pillar by us.[2091]
_Hect._ I know your favour, Lord Ulysses, well.
Ah, sir, there's many a Greek and Trojan dead,
Since first I saw yourself and Diomed 215
In Ilion, on your Greekish embassy.[2092]
_Ulyss._ Sir, I foretold you then what would ensue:
My prophecy is but half his journey yet;
For yonder walls, that pertly front your town,[2093]
Yond towers, whose wanton tops do buss the clouds,[2094] 220
Must kiss their own feet.
_Hect._ I must not believe you:
There they stand yet; and modestly I think,
The fall of every Phrygian stone will cost
A drop of Grecian blood: the end crowns all,
And that old common arbitrator, Time,[2095] 225
Will one day end it.[2095]
_Ulyss._ So to him we leave it.
Most gentle and most valiant Hector, welcome:
After the general, I beseech you next
To feast with me and see me at my tent.
_Achil._ I shall forestall thee, Lord Ulysses, thou![2096] 230
Now, Hector, I have fed mine eyes on thee;
I have with exact view perused thee, Hector,[2097]
And quoted joint by joint.[2097][2098]
_Hect._ Is this Achilles?
_Achil._ I am Achilles.[2099]
_Hect._ Stand fair, I pray thee: let me look on thee.[2100] 235
_Achil._ Behold thy fill.
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