_Enter_ MARGARELON.[2396] _Mar._ Turn, slave, and fight.[2397] _Ther._ What art thou? _Mar._ A bastard son of Priam's.[2397] 15 _Ther._ I am a bastard too; I love bastards: I am a bastard[2398] begot, bastard instructed, bastard in mind, bastard in[2398] valour, in every thing illegitimate. One bear will not bite another, and wherefore should one bastard? Take heed, the quarrel's most ominous to us: if the son of a whore fight[2399] 20 for a whore, he tempts judgement: farewell, bastard. [_Exit._[2400] _Mar._ The devil take thee, coward! [_Exit._[2397][2401] SCENE VIII. _Another part of the field._[2402] _Enter_ HECTOR. _Hect._ Most putrefied core, so fair without, Thy goodly armour thus hath cost thy life. Now is my day's work done; I'll take good breath:[2403] Rest, sword; thou hast thy fill of blood and death. [_Puts off his helmet and hangs his shield behind him._ _Enter_ ACHILLES _and_ Myrmidons.[2404] _Achil._ Look, Hector, how the sun begins to set;[2405] 5 How ugly night comes breathing at his heels: Even with the vail and darking of the sun,[2406] To close the day up, Hector's life is done.[2407] _Hect._ I am unarm'd; forego this vantage, Greek. _Achil._ Strike, fellows, strike; this is the man I seek. 10 [_Hector falls._[2408] So, Ilion, fall thou next! now, Troy, sink down![2409] Here lies thy heart, thy sinews, and thy bone. On, Myrmidons; and cry you all amain,[2410] 'Achilles hath the mighty Hector slain.' [_A retreat sounded._[2411] Hark! a retire upon our Grecian part.[2412] 15 _Myr._ The Trojan trumpets sound the like, my lord.[2413] _Achil._ The dragon wing of night o'erspreads the earth, And stickler-like the armies separates.[2414] My half-supp'd sword that frankly would have fed,[2415] Pleased with this dainty bait, thus goes to bed. 20 [_Sheathes his sword._[2415][2416] Come, tie his body to my horse's tail; Along the field I will the Trojan trail. [_Exeunt. A retreat sounded._[2417] SCENE IX. _Another part of the field._ _Enter_ AGAMEMNON, AJAX, MENELAUS, NESTOR, DIOMEDES, _and the rest, marching. Shouts within._[2418] _Agam._ Hark! hark! what shout is that?[2419][2420] _Nest._ Peace, drums![2419] [_Within_] 'Achilles! Achilles! Hector's slain! Achilles!'[2419][2421] _Dio._ The bruit is, Hector's slain, and by Achilles.[2422] _Ajax._ If it be so, yet bragless let it be; 5 Great Hector was a man as good as he.[2423]