Troylus and Cressida.
In ranke Achilles, must or now be cropt,
Or shedding breed a Nursery of like euil
To ouer-bulke vs all.
Or shedding breed a Nursery of like euil
To ouer-bulke vs all.
Nest.
Wel, and how?
Wel, and how?
Vlys.
This challenge that the gallant Hector sends,
How euer it is spred in general name,
Relates in purpose onely to Achilles.
This challenge that the gallant Hector sends,
How euer it is spred in general name,
Relates in purpose onely to Achilles.
Nest.
The purpose is perspicuous euen as substance,
Whose grossenesse little charracters summe vp,
And in the publication make no straine,
But that Achilles, were his braine as barren
As bankes of Lybia, though (Apollo knowes)
'Tis dry enough, wil with great speede of judgement,
I, with celerity, finde Hectors purpose
Pointing on him.
The purpose is perspicuous euen as substance,
Whose grossenesse little charracters summe vp,
And in the publication make no straine,
But that Achilles, were his braine as barren
As bankes of Lybia, though (Apollo knowes)
'Tis dry enough, wil with great speede of judgement,
I, with celerity, finde Hectors purpose
Pointing on him.
Vlys.
And wake him to the answer, thinke you?
And wake him to the answer, thinke you?
Nest.
Yes,'tis most meet; who may you else oppose
That can from Hector bring his Honor off,
If not Achilles; though't be a sportfull Combate,
Yet in this triall, much opinion dwels.
For heere the Troyans taste our deer'st repute
With their fin'st Pallate: and trust to me Vlysses,
Our imputation shall be oddely poiz'd
In this wilde action. For the successe
(Although particular) shall giue a scantling
Of good or bad, vnto the Generall:
And in such Indexes although small prickes
To their subsequent Volumes, there is seene
The baby figure of the Gyant-masse
Of things to come at large. It is suppos'd,
He that meets Hector, issues from our choyse;
And choise being mutuall acte of all our soules,
Make Merit her election, and doth boyle
As 'twere, from forth vs all: a man distill'd
Out of our Vertues; who miscarrying,
What heart from hence receyues the conqu'ring part
To steele a strong opinion to themselues,
Which entertain'd, Limbes are in his instruments,
In no lesse working, then are Swords and Bowes
Directiue by the Limbes.
Yes,'tis most meet; who may you else oppose
That can from Hector bring his Honor off,
If not Achilles; though't be a sportfull Combate,
Yet in this triall, much opinion dwels.
For heere the Troyans taste our deer'st repute
With their fin'st Pallate: and trust to me Vlysses,
Our imputation shall be oddely poiz'd
In this wilde action. For the successe
(Although particular) shall giue a scantling
Of good or bad, vnto the Generall:
And in such Indexes although small prickes
To their subsequent Volumes, there is seene
The baby figure of the Gyant-masse
Of things to come at large. It is suppos'd,
He that meets Hector, issues from our choyse;
And choise being mutuall acte of all our soules,
Make Merit her election, and doth boyle
As 'twere, from forth vs all: a man distill'd
Out of our Vertues; who miscarrying,
What heart from hence receyues the conqu'ring part
To steele a strong opinion to themselues,
Which entertain'd, Limbes are in his instruments,
In no lesse working, then are Swords and Bowes
Directiue by the Limbes.
Vlys.
Giue pardon to my speech:
Therefore 'tis meet, Achilles meet not Hector:
Let vs (like Merchants) shew our fowlest Wares,
And thinke perchance they'1 fell: If not,
The luster of the better yet to shew,
Shall shew the better. Do not consent,
That euer Hector and Achilles meete:
For both our Honour, and our Shame in this,
Are dogg'd with two strange Followers.
Giue pardon to my speech:
Therefore 'tis meet, Achilles meet not Hector:
Let vs (like Merchants) shew our fowlest Wares,
And thinke perchance they'1 fell: If not,
The luster of the better yet to shew,
Shall shew the better. Do not consent,
That euer Hector and Achilles meete:
For both our Honour, and our Shame in this,
Are dogg'd with two strange Followers.
Nest.
I see them not with my old eies: what are they?
I see them not with my old eies: what are they?
Vlys.
What glory our Achilles shares from Hector,
(Were he not proud) we all should weare with him:
But he already is too insolent,
And we were better parch in Affricke Sunne,
Then in the pride and salt scorne of his eyes
Should he scape Hector faire. If he were soyld,
Why then we did our maine opinion crush
In taint of our best man. No, make a Lott'ry,
And by deuice let blockish Aiax draw
The sort to fight with Hector: Among our selues,
Giue him allowance as the worthier man,
For that will physicke the great Myrmidon
Who broyles in lowd applause, and make him fall
His Crest, that prouder then blew Iris bends.
If the dull brainlesse Aiax come safe off,
Wee'l dresse him vp in voyces: if he faile,
Yet go we vnder our opinion still,
That we haue better men. But hit or misse,
Our proiects life this shape of sence assumes,
Aiax imploy'd, pluckes downe Achilles Plumes.
What glory our Achilles shares from Hector,
(Were he not proud) we all should weare with him:
But he already is too insolent,
And we were better parch in Affricke Sunne,
Then in the pride and salt scorne of his eyes
Should he scape Hector faire. If he were soyld,
Why then we did our maine opinion crush
In taint of our best man. No, make a Lott'ry,
And by deuice let blockish Aiax draw
The sort to fight with Hector: Among our selues,
Giue him allowance as the worthier man,
For that will physicke the great Myrmidon
Who broyles in lowd applause, and make him fall
His Crest, that prouder then blew Iris bends.
If the dull brainlesse Aiax come safe off,
Wee'l dresse him vp in voyces: if he faile,
Yet go we vnder our opinion still,
That we haue better men. But hit or misse,
Our proiects life this shape of sence assumes,
Aiax imploy'd, pluckes downe Achilles Plumes.
Nest.
Now Vlysses, I begin to rellish thy aduice,
And I wil giue a taste of it forthwith
To Agamemnon, go we to him straight:
Two Curres shal tame each other, Pride alone
Exeunt.Must tarre the Mastiffes on, as 'twere their bone.
Now Vlysses, I begin to rellish thy aduice,
And I wil giue a taste of it forthwith
To Agamemnon, go we to him straight:
Two Curres shal tame each other, Pride alone
Exeunt.Must tarre the Mastiffes on, as 'twere their bone.
Enter Aiax, and Thersites.
Aia.
Thersites?
Thersites?
Ther.
Agamemnon, how if he had Biles (ful) all ouer generally.
Agamemnon, how if he had Biles (ful) all ouer generally.
Aia.
Thersites?
Thersites?
Ther.
And those Byles did runne, say so; did not the
General run, were not that a botchy core?
And those Byles did runne, say so; did not the
General run, were not that a botchy core?
Aia.
Dogge.
Dogge.
Ther.
Then there would come some matter from him:
I see none now.
Then there would come some matter from him:
I see none now.
Aia.
Thou Bitch-Wolfes-Sonne, canst yu not heare?
strikes him.Feele then.
Thou Bitch-Wolfes-Sonne, canst yu not heare?
strikes him.Feele then.
Ther.
The plague of Greece vpon thee thou Mungrel
beefe-witted Lord.
The plague of Greece vpon thee thou Mungrel
beefe-witted Lord.
Aia.
Speake then you whinid'st leauen speake, I will
beate thee into handsomnesse.
Speake then you whinid'st leauen speake, I will
beate thee into handsomnesse.
Ther.
I shal sooner rayle thee into wit and holinesse:
but I thinke thy Horse wil sooner con an Oration, then yu
learn a prayer without booke: Thou canst strike, canst
thou? A red Murren o'th thy Iades trickes.
I shal sooner rayle thee into wit and holinesse:
but I thinke thy Horse wil sooner con an Oration, then yu
learn a prayer without booke: Thou canst strike, canst
thou? A red Murren o'th thy Iades trickes.
Aia.
Toads stoole, learne me the Proclamation.
Toads stoole, learne me the Proclamation.
Ther.
Doest thou thinke I haue no sence thou strik'st me thus?
Doest thou thinke I haue no sence thou strik'st me thus?
Aia.
The Proclamation.
The Proclamation.
Ther.
Thou art proclaim'd a foole, I thinke.
Thou art proclaim'd a foole, I thinke.
Aia.
Do not Porpentine, do not; my fingers itch.
Do not Porpentine, do not; my fingers itch.
Ther.
I would thou didst itch from head to foot, and
I had the scratching of thee, I would make thee the
lothsom'st scab in Greece.
I would thou didst itch from head to foot, and
I had the scratching of thee, I would make thee the
lothsom'st scab in Greece.
Aia.
I say the Proclamation.
I say the Proclamation.
Ther.
Thou grumblest & railest euery houre on Achilles
and thou art as ful of enuy at his greatnes, as Cerberus
is at Proserpina's beauty. I, that thou barkst at him.
Thou grumblest & railest euery houre on Achilles
and thou art as ful of enuy at his greatnes, as Cerberus
is at Proserpina's beauty. I, that thou barkst at him.
Aia.
Mistresse Thersites.
Mistresse Thersites.
Ther.
Thou should'st strike him
Thou should'st strike him
Aia.
Coblofe.
Coblofe.
Ther.
He would pun thee into shiuers with his fist, as
A Sailor breakes a bisket.
He would pun thee into shiuers with his fist, as
A Sailor breakes a bisket.
Aia.
You horson Curre.
You horson Curre.
Ther.
Do, do.
Do, do.
Aia.
Thou stoole for a Witch.
Thou stoole for a Witch.
Ther.
I, do, do, thou sodden-witted Lord: thou hast
no more braine then I haue in mine elbows: An Asinico
may tutor thee. Thou scuruy valiant Asse, thou art heere
but to thresh Troyans, and thou art bought and solde
among those of any wit, like a Barbarian slaue. If thou vfe
to beat me, I wil begin at thy heele and tel what thou art
by inches thou thing of no bowels thou.
I, do, do, thou sodden-witted Lord: thou hast
no more braine then I haue in mine elbows: An Asinico
may tutor thee. Thou scuruy valiant Asse, thou art heere
but to thresh Troyans, and thou art bought and solde
among those of any wit, like a Barbarian slaue. If thou vfe
to beat me, I wil begin at thy heele and tel what thou art
by inches thou thing of no bowels thou.
Aia.
You dogge.
You dogge.
Ther.
You scuruy Lord.
You scuruy Lord.
Aia.
You Curre.
You Curre.
Ther.
Mars his Ideot: do rudenes, do Camell, do, do.
Mars his Ideot: do rudenes, do Camell, do, do.
Enter Achilles and Patroclus.
Achil.
Why how now Aiax? wherefore do you this?
How now Thersites? what's the matter man?
Why how now Aiax? wherefore do you this?
How now Thersites? what's the matter man?
Ther.
You see him there, do you?
You see him there, do you?
Achil.
I, what's the matter.
I, what's the matter.
Ther.
Nay looke vpon him.
Nay looke vpon him.
Achil.
So I do: what's the matter?
So I do: what's the matter?
Ther.
