RHESUS.
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Rhesus.
Then is not all achieved when these are slain?
Hector.
Gaze not afar, neglecting things at hand.
Rhesus.
Thou seem'st content to suffer unavenged!
Hector.
My realms be wide enow, though here I stay.
But thou—upon the left wing or the right, 485
Or centre of our allies, mayst thou plant
Thy buckler, and array thy battle-line.
Rhesus.
Hector, alone I fain would fight the foe.
Yet, if thou think shame not to help to fire
The ship-sterns, after all thy toils o'erpast, 490
Post me to face Achilles and his host.
Hector.
'Gainst him one cannot lift the eager spear.
Rhesus.
Yet rumour ran that he too sailed to Troy.
Hector.
He sailed, and he is here; but, being wroth
With fellow-chieftains, lifteth not the spear. 495
