_Tro._ Brother, you have a vice of mercy in you, Which better fits a lion than a man. _Hect._ What vice is that, good Troilus? chide me for it.[2295] _Tro._ When many times the captive Grecian falls,[2296] 40 Even in the fan and wind of your fair sword,[2297] You bid them rise and live.[2298] _Hect._ O, 'tis fair play. _Tro._ Fool's play, by heaven, Hector. _Hect._ How now! how now! _Tro._ For the love of all the gods,[2299] Let's leave the hermit pity with our mother;[2300] 45 And when we have our armours buckled on, The venom'd vengeance ride upon our swords,[2301] Spur them to ruthful work, rein them from ruth![2302] _Hect._ Fie, savage, fie! _Tro._ Hector, then 'tis wars.[2303] _Hect._ Troilus, I would not have you fight to-day. 50 _Tro._ Who should withhold me?[2304] Not fate, obedience, nor the hand of Mars Beckoning with fiery truncheon my retire; Not Priamus and Hecuba on knees, Their eyes o'ergalled with recourse of tears; 55 Nor you, my brother, with your true sword drawn, Opposed to hinder me, should stop my way, But by my ruin. _Re-enter_ CASSANDRA, _with_ PRIAM.[2305] _Cas._ Lay hold upon him, Priam, hold him fast:[2306] He is thy crutch; now if thou lose thy stay, 60 Thou on him leaning, and all Troy on thee, Fall all together. _Pri._ Come, Hector, come, go back:[2307] Thy wife hath dream'd; thy mother hath had visions; Cassandra doth foresee; and I myself Am like a prophet suddenly enrapt, 65 To tell thee that this day is ominous: Therefore, come back. _Hect._ Æneas is afield;[2308] And I do stand engaged to many Greeks, Even in the faith of valour, to appear This morning to them. _Pri._ Ay, but thou shalt not go.[2309] 70 _Hect._ I must not break my faith. You know me dutiful; therefore, dear sir, Let me not shame respect; but give me leave To take that course by your consent and voice, Which you do here forbid me, royal Priam. 75 _Cas._ O Priam, yield not to him! _And._ Do not, dear father. _Hect._ Andromache, I am offended with you: Upon the love you bear me, get you in. [_Exit Andromache._ _Tro._ This foolish, dreaming, superstitious girl Makes all these bodements.