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- 1 Enter Hector and Andromache.
- 2 ANDROMACHE.
- 3 When was my lord so much ungently temper’d
- 4 To stop his ears against admonishment?
- 5 Unarm, unarm, and do not fight today.
- 6 HECTOR.
- 7 You train me to offend you; get you in.
- 8 By all the everlasting gods, I’ll go.
- 9 ANDROMACHE.
- 10 My dreams will, sure, prove ominous to the day.
- 11 HECTOR.
- 12 No more, I say.
- 13 Enter Cassandra.
- 14 CASSANDRA.
- 15 Where is my brother Hector?
- 16 ANDROMACHE.
- 17 Here, sister, arm’d, and bloody in intent.
- 18 Consort with me in loud and dear petition,
- 19 Pursue we him on knees; for I have dreamt
- 20 Of bloody turbulence, and this whole night
- 21 Hath nothing been but shapes and forms of slaughter.
- 22 CASSANDRA.
- 23 O, ’tis true!
- 24 HECTOR.
- 25 Ho! bid my trumpet sound.
- 26 CASSANDRA.
- 27 No notes of sally, for the heavens, sweet brother!
- 28 HECTOR.
- 29 Be gone, I say. The gods have heard me swear.
- 30 CASSANDRA.
- 31 The gods are deaf to hot and peevish vows;
- 32 They are polluted off’rings, more abhorr’d
- 33 Than spotted livers in the sacrifice.
- 34 ANDROMACHE.
- 35 O, be persuaded! Do not count it holy
- 36 To hurt by being just. It is as lawful,
- 37 For we would give much, to use violent thefts
- 38 And rob in the behalf of charity.
- 39 CASSANDRA.
- 40 It is the purpose that makes strong the vow;
- 41 But vows to every purpose must not hold.
- 42 Unarm, sweet Hector.
- 43 HECTOR.
- 44 Hold you still, I say.
- 45 Mine honour keeps the weather of my fate.
- 46 Life every man holds dear; but the dear man
- 47 Holds honour far more precious dear than life.
- 48 Enter Troilus.
- 49 How now, young man! Mean’st thou to fight today?
- 50 ANDROMACHE.
- 51 Cassandra, call my father to persuade.
- 52 [_Exit_ Cassandra.]
- 53 HECTOR.
- 54 No, faith, young Troilus; doff thy harness, youth;
- 55 I am today i’ th’vein of chivalry.
- 56 Let grow thy sinews till their knots be strong,
- 57 And tempt not yet the brushes of the war.
- 58 Unarm thee, go; and doubt thou not, brave boy,
- 59 I’ll stand today for thee and me and Troy.
- 60 TROILUS.
- 61 Brother, you have a vice of mercy in you,
- 62 Which better fits a lion than a man.
- 63 HECTOR.
- 64 What vice is that? Good Troilus, chide me for it.
- 65 TROILUS.
- 66 When many times the captive Grecian falls,
- 67 Even in the fan and wind of your fair sword,
- 68 You bid them rise and live.
- 69 HECTOR.
- 70 O, ’tis fair play!
- 71 TROILUS.
- 72 Fool’s play, by heaven, Hector.
- 73 HECTOR.
- 74 How now? how now?
- 75 TROILUS.
- 76 For th’ love of all the gods,
- 77 Let’s leave the hermit Pity with our mother;
- 78 And when we have our armours buckled on,
- 79 The venom’d vengeance ride upon our swords,
- 80 Spur them to ruthful work, rein them from ruth!
- 81 HECTOR.
- 82 Fie, savage, fie!
- 83 TROILUS.
- 84 Hector, then ’tis wars.
- 85 HECTOR.
- 86 Troilus, I would not have you fight today.
- 87 TROILUS.
- 88 Who should withhold me?
- 89 Not fate, obedience, nor the hand of Mars
- 90 Beckoning with fiery truncheon my retire;
- 91 Not Priamus and Hecuba on knees,
- 92 Their eyes o’er-galled with recourse of tears;
- 93 Nor you, my brother, with your true sword drawn,
- 94 Oppos’d to hinder me, should stop my way,
- 95 But by my ruin.
- 96 Re-enter Cassandra with Priam.
- 97 CASSANDRA.
- 98 Lay hold upon him, Priam, hold him fast;
- 99 He is thy crutch; now if thou lose thy stay,
- 100 Thou on him leaning, and all Troy on thee,
- 101 Fall all together.
- 102 PRIAM.
- 103 Come, Hector, come, go back.
- 104 Thy wife hath dreamt; thy mother hath had visions;
- 105 Cassandra doth foresee; and I myself
- 106 Am like a prophet suddenly enrapt
- 107 To tell thee that this day is ominous.
- 108 Therefore, come back.
- 109 HECTOR.
- 110 Aeneas is a-field;
- 111 And I do stand engag’d to many Greeks,
- 112 Even in the faith of valour, to appear
- 113 This morning to them.
- 114 PRIAM.
- 115 Ay, but thou shalt not go.
- 116 HECTOR.
- 117 I must not break my faith.
- 118 You know me dutiful; therefore, dear sir,
- 119 Let me not shame respect; but give me leave
- 120 To take that course by your consent and voice
- 121 Which you do here forbid me, royal Priam.
- 122 CASSANDRA.
- 123 O Priam, yield not to him!
- 124 ANDROMACHE.
- 125 Do not, dear father.
- 126 HECTOR.
- 127 Andromache, I am offended with you.
- 128 Upon the love you bear me, get you in.
- 129 [_Exit_ Andromache.]
- 130 TROILUS.
- 131 This foolish, dreaming, superstitious girl
- 132 Makes all these bodements.
- 133 CASSANDRA.
- 134 O, farewell, dear Hector!
- 135 Look how thou diest. Look how thy eye turns pale.
- 136 Look how thy wounds do bleed at many vents.
- 137 Hark how Troy roars; how Hecuba cries out;
- 138 How poor Andromache shrills her dolours forth;
- 139 Behold distraction, frenzy, and amazement,
- 140 Like witless antics, one another meet,
- 141 And all cry, ‘Hector! Hector’s dead! O Hector!’
- 142 TROILUS.
- 143 Away, away!
- 144 CASSANDRA.
- 145 Farewell! yet, soft! Hector, I take my leave.
- 146 Thou dost thyself and all our Troy deceive.
- 147 [_Exit_.]
- 148 HECTOR.
- 149 You are amaz’d, my liege, at her exclaim.
- 150 Go in, and cheer the town; we’ll forth, and fight,
- 151 Do deeds worth praise and tell you them at night.
- 152 PRIAM.
- 153 Farewell. The gods with safety stand about thee!
- 154 [_Exeunt severally Priam and Hector. Alarums._]
- 155 TROILUS.
- 156 They are at it, hark! Proud Diomed, believe,
- 157 I come to lose my arm or win my sleeve.
- 158 Enter Pandarus.
- 159 PANDARUS.
- 160 Do you hear, my lord? Do you hear?
- 161 TROILUS.
- 162 What now?
- 163 PANDARUS.
- 164 Here’s a letter come from yond poor girl.
- 165 TROILUS.
- 166 Let me read.
- 167 PANDARUS.
- 168 A whoreson tisick, a whoreson rascally tisick, so troubles me, and the
- 169 foolish fortune of this girl, and what one thing, what another, that I
- 170 shall leave you one o’ these days; and I have a rheum in mine eyes too,
- 171 and such an ache in my bones that unless a man were curs’d I cannot
- 172 tell what to think on’t. What says she there?
- 173 TROILUS.
- 174 Words, words, mere words, no matter from the heart;
- 175 Th’effect doth operate another way.
- 176 [_Tearing the letter_.]
- 177 Go, wind, to wind, there turn and change together.
- 178 My love with words and errors still she feeds,
- 179 But edifies another with her deeds.
- 180 [_Exeunt severally_.]